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Porda Fatano

2011-10-25T03:07:00.000-07:00

Neli Apu ER PORDA FATANO

Tokhon ami class seven-a pori. Amader somoy eto beshi sohoj-lovvo 3x cd chilo na, bohu kosto kore vcr diye casette use kore kichte hoto. Pakna chilam class three thekei aar dekhte shunte chilam gultu gultu. Tai boro apu-ra valoi ador korto gal tipe diye.

Amader school-ta surely bujhtei parchen chilo co-ed aar amader apuder tiffin-time-er best khela chilo lukochuri. Tooo tader lukanor jayega-gula chilo classic, eto kothin khuje ber kora je paoyai mushkil. jak, ami chirokal-e ae game-ta baje kheli, kintu apuder allad pabar jonno tader sathe khelte raji hotam. Tobe shob somoy senior apu-ra amake guide kore lukiye rakhto na holle ami sohojei dhora portam.

Ekdiner ghotona, amader ekta apu chilo nam Neli. She was hot man, 33-24-33 and this real fair skin and toitumbur lips. she had a boyfriend and I have seen her kiss that guy. Tooo shei din khelte giye uni amake bollen ami jeno onar sathe lukai. Valo kotha ami tooo piche piche gechi, kintu notun lukanor jayega khuje ber kora kothin hoye gelo. Shesh porjonto ekta class-room-er uporer store-room onar mone dhorlo. Oetake room na bole hole bolai valo kenona oeta 12-15 feet lomba holeo pashe 4 feet aar height 4 feet hobe. Bohu kosto kore uthlam duijon kintu dhuke shoja hoye aar boste pari na. ki aar korbo, Neli apu bollo jeno kosto kore kono rokom adha ghonta kataye dei. Chinta koren mamara, life kemon berachera hoye jeto.

Hothat matha-te ekta dustu buddhi aslo. Ami chinta korlam, ae tooo chance, Neli apu-ke lagate na pari at least ektu tipte tooo parbo. Ami taake bollam "apu, amra jodi pashapashi shuye thaki ta holle aar dekha jabe na aar matha guje boshe thakar kosto-o hobe na". Apu dekhlam donomona kore raji holo, bollo "thik ache tui oedik firre shuye por, ami tor dike pith diye shuye pori, kintu kobordar norachora korbi na".

Bolen mama-ra kemon lage? Eto kothin plan mathe mara gelo. Birosh mone pith firaya shuye porlam. Apu amar pither upor pith rekhe shutei jayega-ta packed hoye gelo aar ami abar gorom hoye gelam. Apu-ke bollam "Apni amar pithe chap dichchen, ami khub betha pachchi". Neli apu khub muchki heshe bollo, "Ami ki tor balish je tor jonno buk pete debo?" Ektu valo manush hobar vab dekhiye ami kan-tan lal kore bollam,"Jao apu, khali pocha kotha bolo ken"? Neli apu dekhlam besh good mood niye amake bollo, "O baba, aeta je pocha kotha tao jene gechish? Aeta janle tooo tor pashe shobar agge duibar vabtam". Ami bekheyal hoye bole fellam "Dekho, ami tomar moto pocha chinta kori na". Besh khobor kharap. Apu amake pith diye chepe dhore bollo "Tar mane?Tui ki vabish ami khali pocha chinta kori? Bol, ami ki chinta kortechilam?"

Bojhen mama-ra, 4*4 jayegar moddhe kono kothin meye apnake chepe dhore tahole apnader ki hoto? Ami jani amar ja hoyechilo apnader-o tai hoto. Amar choto babu besh tagra joan hoye uthlo. Ami moramori kore chara pabar chesta korchilam aar chesta korchilam ghure jabar. Apu amake chepe dhorar jonno already ghure geche ami bohu kosto kore tar dike firtei amar bore mia tar tolpet borabor dhakka dite laglo.

Apu ek minute-er jonno thundered hoye gelo. Ami tooo chup, kotha bolar sahosh haraichi. Apu hothat amake chere diye uthe boshlo aar bollo, "tor moto pichkir eto boro dhon keno"? Mejaj pura kharap hoye gelo, rege giye bollam "Choto bela diye tel-shampoo diye kalshap malish korchi, jeno tomar moto boro apu-der chudte pari". Neli apu amar hatt dhore bollo, "Bol tooo tui amader class-er kake kake chudsish? Ekhoni bol, na holle tappor diye shob datt fele dibo bandor". Ami er agge amar ek cousin-er sathe samanno ghosha-maja korleo(ajkal ae ghosha-maja amra 69 bolei jani!) tokhono virgin. Tai mukh chokh shukiye geleo kayeda kore bollam, "Tomar janar echcha thakle tomar bandhobi-der jiggasha koro. Amake jalayo na, emniteo pachar chap diya dui-bar khechar chinta matha-e anaya diacho, ekhon amake chere dao".

Neli apu aebar sexy ekta hashi diye bollo, "Bol tooo beta! Amader class-a shob cheye sexy meye konta?" Ami sotti kothai bollam, "Ken! Tumi!" Sheye abar bollo, "aebar bol amake vebe tui koybar kichsish"? Ami kan gorom kore bollam, "mone nai, tobe onek bar". Neli apu bollo, "Ja ekhon vag". Oediner moto laf diye ber hoye gelam.

Class korlam sharadin ghorer moddhe. Dui sir-er hatt-e pitani khelam, quiz test gollay gelo aar matha gorom hoye gelo Neli apur norom gorom shorirer kotha vebe. Sheshe 4:30-te class shesh holle jei baire bar hoichi, dekhi Neli apu baranda-te daraya ache. Dak dilo, voye voye gelam. Khub shundor kore bollo, "chol hatte hatte basha-te jai, toke kichu kotha bola dorkar". Ekhane bole rakhi je ami aar Neli apu tin bashar durotte thaktam Dhanmondir kono ek jayega-te.

Hatte hatte apu bollo, "Toke ekta kotha jiggasha kori?" Ami matha narte uni bollen "Tui dine koto bar khechish"? Ami question-er dhoron dekhe besh obak holeo bollam, " Kom kore holeo char-pach bar". Uni bollen "tarpor-o tor dhon daray eto boro hoye? Tarpor-o tor sex-drive thake?" Bollam, "Dekho, shokal 11-ta-te school-e ashar aggei tooo ami dui bar khichi, kintu tomar pachar ghosha-tei tooo amar choto babu bore mia hoye gelo". Neli apu rohossho kore bollo, "Aarboro miyar kotokkhon lage bomi korte?" Ami bollam 10-15 minute tooo lagei!" Ae shob bolte bolte unar basha chole aslo aar ami bashar dike royona holam.

Rater belay 10-tar dike uni amake phone dilen. Bollen kal jeno school jabar somoy onake basha theke tule niye jai. It was quite natural cause ami protidin motamoti onar bashar shamon diyei jai ashi aar onar baba ma aar amar baba ma char jon-e teacher aar friend. Ami tooo khub khushi je uni amar upor ragg koren nai. (Mamu-ra sotti holo ae je, tokhono ami eto choto je khechar sahosh thakleo kokhono sahosh kore vabi nai je sotti sotti onake ami chudte parbo). Tooo pordin shokal 10-tar dike ekta khechosh diye ami shundor Neli apur basha-te gelam aar tar boro bon Anne apu dorja khule dilo. Anne apu medical-e porto tokhon, ektu porei tar bondhura eshe taake niye class-e gelo. Ami Neli apur nam dhore daktei dekhi uni tar room lock khule amake vitore jete bollen. Ami vetore jetei bollen, "Ae shon! Ami kichutei ae hook-te lagate parchi na. Ektu lagaye de na pls!" Bojhen mama-ra, ami takaye dekhi uni amar dike pith firiye bra-r hook dui hatt diye dhore school dress gaye tule pither chain khule boshe achen aynar shamne. Logge logge tooo amar choto babu superman-er moto bore miya-te porinoto holo. Aaste aste kore hete giye tar pichone daraye hook ta dhore tan diye pin-er kache antei uni abar pacha diye amar dhone ekta dhakka dilen aar amar dhon tar mangshol pacha-te motamoti debe gelo. Uni heshe uthe bollen, "Dekho, babu-r abar hard on hoiche! Ae tui ki re, meyeder bra-r strap dekhle gorom hosh". Ami sahosh kore bollam, "Shob meye dekhle hoy na, kajer meye dekhle tooo sure mejaj kharap hoto, kintu tomar moto cute aar sexy meye dekhle tooo gorom hobei". Uni bollen, "Jodi ae cute aar sexy meye toke ja echcha hoy ta korte bole ta holle tui ki korbi?" Ami sure hoye gelam je uni heat-a achen kenona onar mukh aar kan laal hoye chilo aar tokhono uni pacha diye amar dhone mridu mridu thela dichchilen. Ami tao sotorko hoye bollam, "Kintu farhan bhaia?" Uni bollen, "Oe baaler tooo dhon hate dhorar aggei mal out hoye jaye, tui ki kichhu korbi naki ami dress pore felbo?" Bole kopot vabe dress guchate laglen.

Amar vetor 100 shoytaner sokti chole elo. Dui hatt diye pechon theke tar boobs joraye dhore aste aste chap dite laglam. Ah, ki aram! Mone hoilo jeno duita makhoner dola tiptechi. Uni shukhe "Uh, Ah" korte laglen aar pechone hatt bariye amar pant-er zipper khule dhon-ta baire ber kore fellen. Amar dhon-ta hater moddhe niye alto kore joriye dhore bollen, "Tor dhon jemon boro temon mota re pichki!" Ami bollam, "Pichki bolle kintu pacha marte dite hobe". Uni bollen, "Shala abdar koto, ja toke diye aage pachai marabo!"

Ami aste kore onake tene ene ekta table-er upor boshte bollam. Oe gorom mathar moddheo chinta korlam je amake perform korte hobe niyomito khabar pabar jonno. So, ami expert chodok-er moto 3x-e dekha buddhia use kore onar pajamar upor diyei vodar upor hatt chalate laglam. Uni tooo gorom hoye bollen, "Ae boro apu choda, valo kore pajama-ta shoraye ne na!" Ami aste kore pajamar fita khule nilam but panty na khule just oeta tene dhore panty diye string toiri kore oner clit aar vagina-te valo kore ghosha dite laglam. (Believe me chodok mama-ra, it has excelent effects on girls, try some!) Neli Apu chitkar kore utlen, "Uri uri tui ki korish, eto osthir korish na, tui tooo dekhi pro hoye gechish!"

Neli apur moto sexy maler compliment peye besh confident hoye gelam. Bollam, "Ekhono tooo choshai shuru kori nai chusle tooo tumi heart attack korba." Uni bollen, tui gud suck korish naki? Farhan-ke koto boli, kintu kore na, bole baje gondho!" Ami jani gud suck korle meyera gorom hoy khub beshi, (Tobu keno jani polapan khali boobs suck korte chaye!). Ami shundor kore aebar onar panty shoriye voda-ta ber korlam. Shundor kore kamano voda, tobe besh kichhudin hoiche, kenona finfina baal diye pura guder moncho dhaka. Ami shundor kore angul diye vodar doroja duti fak kore mathar dike clit-ta khuje bar korlam. alto kore koni angul diye oetate toka dite thaklam. (Mama-ra, ae act korle meye-ra just pagol hoye jaye, voda diya asto matha dhukaite chesta korte thake.) Neli apu dekhi table-er upor nak mukh kuchkaiya "eeeee, eeeee" korteche aar bollo, "Taratari tor dhon ta dhuka manik, mone hoy guder moddhe hajar hajar shuya poka ghurteche".

Am ki aar oto taratari chari. shundor kore amar dhon tar mukher kache niye bollam "Choshen dekhi". Uni matha pichiye niye bollen "ami suck kori na je". Mone mone bollam, "mor magi" kintu aste kore dhon-ta onar mukher shamne nachate nachate ami onek guder lips gula datt aar jiv diye kamrate laglam. Uni gorom hoyei kina jani na, kichhukon por dhon dore jore jore ghosha dite laglen. Ami bujhlam resistance mone hoy shesh. Alto kore dhon-ta dhore oner mukhe purre dilam aar thapate laglam norom kore. Eki sathe chollo amar gud chosha aar haat diye boobs tepa.

Besh kichukhon por uni bollen, "Dekh, ekhon jodi na dhukash ta holle kintu jibone aar dhukate debo na." Bujhlam, magi pura gorom. Aste kore shorir firaye niye dhon-ta tar gud-er mukhe set kore ekta choto thap ditei uni chitkar kore uthlen. Ami tooo obak. Uni virgin naki? Unake jiggasha kortei bollen, farhan bhai-er sathe onek kichhu korleo chudte paren nai farhan bhai. Ami tooo shune tashki, bollam "tumi amake bolba na je tumi virgin, tomar tooo blood ber hobe. Uni bollen, "Hok, tui dhuka." Ami sahosh peye majhari maper ekta thap ditei uni betha peye kokiye utlen aar dhon ber kore felte bollen. Ami ki aar chari. Jor kore dhore mukh shoja kore thoter upor thot rekhe boro kore lip-kiss korte korte dilam ek ram-thap. Poch kore dhon-ta onar voda-te dhuke gelo, kintu ami onake atke rakhte parlam na, jore chitkar kore uthlen. Ami aste kore kaner kache mukh niye 'shona, manik' nana kotha bole dhon-ta mridu tal-e thelte laglam. Ektu pore dekhi onar pa aar stiff hoye nai, borong amar komor joriye dhorche. Bojhlam magir balo laga shuru hoiche. Komorer tal aar thaper goti ektu ektu kore barate laglam, kintu matha hothat gorom hoye gelo. Oshurer moto shokti diye thapate laglam. Neli apu nich theke komor-tola dite dite "Ufff, urrri, urrri, chod amar manik, tor apur god chhira kaita falafala koira fala" ae shob bolte laglo.

Tooo bujhtei paren mama-ra, ae dialog ekta meye-r kach theke beshikhon shona shomvob na. Amio dosh baro minute por eto matha gorom hoilo je mal dhaila dilam. Tobe er moddhe Neli apu je koybar mal out korche allah malum. Kintu shesh hobar por uni pura dui ghonta morar moto poira poira ghumailen. Ami aar ki korum, onek jama aar pajama theke rokto dhuite dhuitei jibon gelo. Konomote dupur 2-tar dike onare uthaya bosha-ya ami basha-r dike choila gelam. Pore rater bela shunlam uni tinta citamol khaichen, kintu tateo onar betha kome nai. Tobe din dui por abar shokal 8-tar somoy jokhon taake school-e jabar jonno tule nite bollo tokhon bujhlam je tar betha aar nai

Fingaring

2011-10-25T03:01:00.001-07:00

Fingaring Korte Jeye Dora Khawoa

Amar bhagni Bidisha college-e pore, dak naam Payel. Boyesh 19. Lomba, khub phorsha shorir. Khub slim kintu shorir-e prochur dheu khele gechhe. Mai-gulo khub boro noy tobe uchiye thake ar gol gol tight pachha pichhone beriye thake. Tar opor mukh-ta khub mishti. Thot duto darun shundor shape are lal, jeno chumu khaoar jonyo toiri. Chhoto kore boy’s cut-e chhata chul.

Payel-er ma, amar pistuto didi-o boyeshe-e pray ponchash-er kachhe holeo ekhono tar kotha bhebe majhe majhei bara khinchte hoy. Chhotobelay Kheyadi-ke chodar kotha bhebe je koto maal khoshiyechhi bolar noy. Or shorir ta borabori amar bhagni-r tulonay bhari chhilo, dudh jeno phete porto, cholar shathe shathe pachha dule uthto. Kintu Keyadi chhilo khub lajuk, college-e o para-te chhokrara oke niye matamati korleo, shahosh kore prem korte pareni, chodano to durer kotha. Amar bhagni, hoyto notun generation-er bolei kintu ekdom onyorokom. Khub smart, kotha-r phoara chhote ar barite lojja-shorom-er dhar-dharena. Barite gelei dekhi hot pants ba mini skirt pore achhe. Shundor shutham lomba lomba phorsha pa duto upper thigh theke drishshoman, onek shomoy skirt pore pa duto phak kore boshe panty-dhaka-gud-ta obdi dekha jay. Aar nojore to shobi dekhe nitam ar bari phire panty-te dhaka or gud-er kotha bhebe maal pheltam. Or abar nijer buddhi o chehera shommondhe besh ohongkar chhilo. Beshir bhag class-er chhele-meyeder boka mone korto o tader golpo bole barite hashahashi korto. Ami-o or shunojore thakar jonyo khub shaay ditam, mone mone asha chhilo je konodin baage pele or oi chhotto tight gud ta ami-i nebo. Or attitude-er jonyo o kono college-r chhele-ke beshi kachha-kachhi gheshtei dito na. Orao or hashi-thatta-te biddhosto hoye pechhu hathto. Tobe baire eto nak-uchu holeo bhitore bhitore Payel-er mone chodon khaoar ichchha aste aste baarchhilo.

Majhe majhei oder barite jokhon jetam shuntam Payel du-tolay nijer ghor-e porashuna korchhe. Er moddhye dui-tin bar or ghor-e oke dakte giye bondho dorjar moddhyo diye shunechhilam or mukh theke nana aoaj ashte “ aaaah …. aaaaaaah …. aaaaa.” Dakadaki korle kichhukkhon por uttor petam, “ mamu tumi niche jao … ami ektu pore ashchhi.” Amake ar bolte hoto na je meye-ta nishchoi gud-e angul chalachhe. Er por bhai-phonta’r din elo. Keyadi amay rate khabar jonyo daklo. Ar beshi rat kore gari chaliye bari phera mushkil bole bollo je rat-tao theke jash. Porer din shonibar, tai amio raji hoye gelam. Keyadi khub darun ranna kore khaoalo, khub nishtha bhore phonta dilo. Tarpor oboshyo ami o jamaibabu dujone mile prochur maal tanlam. Khaoar ektu porei dekhlam Payel nijer ghor-e uthe gelo. Onekkhon ami, Keyadi o Sunilda golpo korlam. Ami Keyadi-ke jor kore ektu maal khaoalam. Sunil-da hashte laglo. Oder dujoner-i tarpor besh ghum peye gelo. Keyadi amar shoar bondobosto korar por dujonei shute chole gelo. Keyadi jaoar age ekbar Payel-er ghor theke ghure elo. Bollo ekhono porchhe. Shute gelam, kintu kichhutei ghum ashchhilona. Kichhukkhon boi porlam. Tarpor barite paychari korte laglam. Sunildar nak-daka shunte parchhilam. Oderbedroom-e uki diye bujhlam dujonei ghumiye. Pash-phire shoa Keyadi’r mai-gulo dekhlam bichana-te chhorano. Oder ghor-theke beriye elam. Hothat chokhe porlo du-tola jaoar shirir mukhe alor pholok. Bujhte parlam Payel ekhono jege. Bara-ta ektu nore uthlo. Ei chhuto-te Payel-er shongge rat-e ektu eka-eka golpo kora jabe, nishchoi night-dress pore thakbe. Tahole ghore phire ektu or langto shorir-er kotha bhebe maal khoshano jabe. Tahole hoyto ghum-o ashbe.

Opore uthe gelam. Dorja-ta dekhlam bondho, kintu tola diye alo dekha jachchhe. Bujhlam Payel jege achhe. Dorjatate aste toka dilam. Kono shara nai. Abar toka dilam. Tao kono uttor nei. Light jaliye ghumiye porlo naki? Aste kore thela dilam. Dorja-ta khule gelo. O bodh hoy lagate bhule giyechhilo. Khulei chokh gelo Payel-er desk-er dike. Computer-e close-up-e dekha jachchhe, ekta biraat bara ekta gand-e prochondo jore dhukchhe ar berochchhe. Tar ektu porei dekhalo ekta langto meye, bideshini, hoyto 17/18 bochhor hobe. She mukh diye ekta kalo dhon chushchhe, tar tolate shoa aro ekta 40/45 bochhorer kalo purush tar gud chudchhe ar tar pichhon theke arekta purush, tar o oirokomi boyesh, tar pod-e bara dhukachchhe. Kintu obak hoye gelam dekhe tar shamner drishsho. Amar shundori bhagni Payel computer-er shamne shompurno langto obosthay chair-e bosha. Pichhon theke tar khola pith or pachhar opor ar side dekhte parchhi. Pagoler moto tar ek haat cholchhe payer moddhye. Ar ek haat buker kachhe ki jeno khimche khimche dhorchhe. Puro shorir-tai jeno opore thele deoa. Majhe-majhei mukh diye osphuto shob aoaj berochchhe. Bujhte parlam Payel gud-er gorom metachchhe. Aste othocho sposhto shore daklam – Payel!

Jeno electric shock kheye chomke uthlo! Ghure darate giye paer shongge chair-er pa joriye gelo. Porte porte shamle nilo. Ami tokhon lobhi drishtite bhagni-r gud ar mai-er shobha dekhchhi jachiye jachiye. Gud-er thoth duto phule royechhe – norom norom golapi ar ashpasher chul bheja. Silk-er moto guder chul. Mai duto motamuti chhoto kintu bonta gulo besh boro boro chokha hoye royechhe. Chhoto meyer mai boro korte kotodin-i ar shomoy lage! Anguler chimti kheye kheye mai-er bota gulo lal. Tobe ekhon shara shorir, shara mukh payel-er lojja-te lal hoye gechhe. Mukher dike takate parchhe na. Nije lyangto kheyal hotei ek haath diye gud are ek haath diye mai dhakar cheshta korchhe. Ki phorsha shorir, tate gud-er kaalo chul ar mai-er halka chocolate-pink bota ki darun-i dekhachchhe. Ami bollam, ki re ki korchhili? Ma-ke porashuna korchhi bole joto shob nongrami? Ar ki dekhchhish ei shob tui? Ei tuku boyeshe? Chhi Chhi … tor bhabna chinta to ekdom rendi-der moto dekhchhi. Chhelera eishob kore, meyera kore naki? Dara kal shokalei ami tor make bolchhi!

Na na please mamu na … chitkar kore uthlo Payel. Please please please. Ami tomar paye porchhi. Bole shotti shotti nijer gud ar mai-er kotha bhule doure eshe nijer lyangto shorir niye amar paer opor porlo. Tarpor pore phupiye kandte laglo. Ami tokhon or pith ar pachha guloke dekhchhi. Kepe kepe uthchhe kannate. Gol gol tight phorsha pachhagulo dekhe to amar bara ekebare jangiar bhetore laph diye uthlo. Ami kichhu bollam na … tate aro bhoy peye Payel bolte thaklo … please mamu please … please. Ami tokhon or haath duto dhore oke tene amar shamne dar koralam. O tokhono phupiye jachchhe. Pashe tene nilam. Tarpor or mukhtake buker kachhe tene niye bollam. Keno tui eishob korish bol to. Ki dorkar. Tui eto shundor meye. Aste aste dan haathta ghuriye or ekta mai-er opor rakhlam. Or shorir ta ektu shokto hoye gelo kintu kichhu bollo na. Tokhono olpo olpo kandchhe. Amar dike takachhe na. Tor gud eto gorom hoyechhe. Tui jodi amay ekbar bolti mamu amay ektu chude dao ami ki ‘na’ kortam? Hothat Payel aro jore phupiye uthlo. Ami tokhon or mai ta niye olpo olpo tipte shuru korechhi ar chotkate shuru korechhi. Bota ta ebar dui angule niye khela korte shuru korlam. Payel ekbar pichhu hothte cheshta korlo. Ami tokhon amar bodyta thik or pechhone niye elam ar onyo haathtao onyo mai-te diye mai-gulo ek shongge ador korte thaklam.

Norom norom phorsha phorsha mishti duto mai. Ei prothom kono purush Payel-er mai te haath dilo. Mukhta diye ebar or gharer kachhe ar golar pichhone ojosro chumu khete thaklam ar bolte thaklam. Na shona ami tor ma ke kichhu bolbo na. Ami toke konodin kichhu baron korechhi? Amar Payel shona-ke ki konodin kichhu ‘na’ korte pari? Amar payel-er gud-er groom je or shona mamu mitiye debe. Payel shore jete cheshta korlo. Amar barata tokhon or pachhar phake pray dhuke gechhe. Or norom tultule ga, gaye shundor gondho. Ami tokhon or mai duto jore jore chotkachhi ar ghare chhoto chhoto kamor dite shuru korechhi. Pachhu ta amar barar opor theke shoriye nite gelei ami gorje uthlam … kothay jachchhish rendi … toke ajke ekta shikkha diye chharbo … kebol chheleder naker tolay guder gondho chhorano hoy … na? khub moja peyechho? … render moto bhabna chinta korbe ar bhalo sheje thakbe … shali tor etoi jodi guder gorom to chup kore ami ja bole jabo tai korbi … noyto kalkei tor mayer shamne toke lyangto kore debo. Er por Payel ojhore kandte shuru kore dilo. Ami tokhon abar shamne giye or mukhtate chumu khete khete bollam. Door pagli ei shob keu janbe naki. Eta to amader secret. Ar toke eka eka nijer jol khoshate hobe na. Tor mamui tor shob dekha shona korbe. Dekhbi koto moja pabi. Ar shob meyederi to eishob shikhe rakha uchit. Noyto borke khushi korbi ki kore ba chakri korle bosske khushi korbi ki kore? Achha achha aaye tui ebar ektu sho amar shongge … tarpor dekh bhalo lage ki na. Lyangto norom phorsha shorir take nijer shorir-er shongge lagiye niye or khat-er dike egolam. Or kanna tokhon ektu dhorechhe tobe phupachchhe. Ebar aste aste khat-er shamne dar kore or payer majhkhane aste kore hat dilam … bheja chul-er modhyo diye norom phola gorom gud-er chhoya pelam. Payel shiure uthlo. Tarpor aste kore thele dilam meye-take khater opore. Ohama diye khat-e kichhu ta egiye gelo. Ar ami or tight tight pachha-r moddhye or chul-e bhora gud-ta dekhte dekhte amar jama chharte shuru korlam. O ek pashe mukh nichu kore shuye thaklo. Pa duto ek shongge kore, ekta hat diye nijer mai dheke. Nije-ke lyangto kore phele hete gelam khat-er pashe or mukh-er kachhe. Or chokh-er shamne amar shokto mota gorom bara-ta jhuliye rakhlam. O archokhe amar bara ar mukh-er dike takate laglo.

Ami bollam … shore sho shona … amay bichhanay ashte de. O joro shoro hoye kichhu-ta shorlo. Or kanna tokhon shukiye gechhe. Or kopale chokher opor bisrosto chul eshe pore oke darun dekhachchhe. Ami pashe ashtei o chokh buje nilo. Ami amar shorir-ta or shong-ge puro thekiye dilam tarpore or hat gulo or mai theke shoriye or dike phire oke puro shorir diye japte dhorlam. Or mai-er bontar opor nijer buk-ta lagiye ki aram!!!! Amar tokhon mal pray pore pore. Erokom norom shundor notun shorir kotodin chudini. Amar pubic region ta or pubic region-er shong-ge thekiye dilam ar aste kore ghoshte shuru korlam…. O ebar abar ektu kede uthlo. Ami ebar amar mukh-ta diye or mukh –ta khule jibh-ta shoja or mukhe dhukiye dilam ar norom tul-tule thot duto-ke kamrate shuru korlam. Aste aste o chit hoye gel aar amar puro shorir diye payel-er norom gorom shorir-ta upobhog korlam. O chokh buje roilo. Ami or shara mukh-e gola-te chumu khete thaklam. Aste aste or nishshash aro taratari porte laglo. Tokhon mukh chhere ami amar shonamoni-r mai o bonta gulo ador korte mukh shoralam. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Ki norom, sponge-er moto norom, malai-er moto phorsha mai duto. Amar dike cheye royechhe, mamu-ke dudh khaoabe bole. Dui haat diye or mai kochlate ar makhte laglam, norom norom mai duto tipchhi ar Payel hash-phash kore uthchhe. Tolay bujhte parchhi or gud-ta gorom hote shuru korechhe. Or pa-duto hatu diye phak kore amar bara-take or gud-er mukh-e lagiye dilam alto kore. Bara-theke tokhon ektu ektu ros berote shuru korechhe. Edike jibh diye tokhon Payel-er botagulor shongge khela korte laglam. O moja peye shiure shiure uthte laglo ar aste aste pa duto or ojantei aro phak hote thaklo. Ekta bota-te mukh diye ashe pashe jibh-ta ghorai, tarpor hoyto opore ektu jibhta diye flick kori. Tokhon Payel olpo olpo katrani shuru korechhe. … aaah … aah … bujhlam rendi ebar shob bhule shorir-er moja nichchhe. Kotojoner hoy ei bhagyo! Mamu-r adorer choda khaoa!

Abar dui haat diye Payel-er mishti mukh-ta dhore mukhe, chokhe, ghare ojosro chumu dite thaklam. Kaner loti-r pichhone mukh ar nak niye giye ador korte thaklam. Chumu kheye kheye mukh lal hoye gelo amar bhagnir. Or shara shorir gorom hoye uthechhe onubhob korlam. Ami ekhon or opore shoya, amar leora ta or norom gud-er chule ghosha khachchhe. Bujhte parlam gud theke ros berochchhe prochur. Ebar Payel-er gola o ghar chhoto kamore bhoriye dilam. Or shorir amar dike uchiye uthlo. Magi or mukh amar mukher dike uthiye dilo. Bujhlam o aro chay, o amay chay shara shorir diye. Ebar thoter kachhe mukh nitei thot bariye dilo. Prochondo jore ami thot diye or thot khule amar jibh dhukiye dilam. O jibher shongge jibh joriye amar shongge prochondo khela korte laglo. Ami jibh shoriye or thote kamore kamore lal kore dilam. Jokhon mukh shoriye nilam, o chokh buje pore roilo ghore. Ebar amar shoriro prochondo gorom hoye uthechhe. Dui haat ar mukh diye or shara ga jaapte joriye ador korte thaklam. Or pith, or buk, pet, pachha prochondo bhabe rograte laglam. O kepe kepe uthte laglo … or shorir-e jhor boye jachchhe bujhte parlam … erpor or thigh-er norom mishti mangshe nijeke dubiye dilam. Chumu khete laglam ar chhoto chhoto kamor. Aste aste gud-er dike egote laglam … ohhhhh … ki mishti norom gondho ar swad … Amar bara-ta tokhon lafate shuru korechhe. Keboli bolchhe dhukiye de … amay dhukiye diye maagir phuto-tay … amay dhukiye de … phatiye de or gud…

Payel-er thigh tokhon kapchhe … amar mukh tokhon or gud-er kachhe … o bujhte parchhe ebar gud-e mama-r mukh-er chhoa pabe. Ekbar dirgho nishshash phele mukh-ta shoriye or gud-ta bhalo kore dekhe nilam. AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … ki mishti … ki kochi … kumarir gud … phule-r koli-r moto golapi-lal … phutte unmukh hoye royechhe … norom bheja chul diye ghera. Mukhta egiye diye oi phuler papri-ke alto kore chhulam. Payel-er shorir majhkhan theke beke gelo ar or pachha ar gud khat theke uthe elo. Payel-er mishti gud-er gondhe pray amar mal phelar obostha hoye gelo ar ki! Tobe kochimeye-take arektu moja deoar ichchha holo. Konodin to ashol chodon kake bole janeni … Mamur kachhei shikhuk ashol chodoner moja. Jibh diye or phulo phulo thoter baireta tai chat-te laglam. Tobe khub shabdhane jate or uchiye thaka kone chhoa na lage. Payel chhotphot korte thaklo ar haat diye nijer kon tate aram dite gelo. Bujhlam rendi nijeke aram diye diye besh expert hoye gechhe. Jor kore or haat ta shoriye dilam ar phuto-r chardhare or phola phola papri-te dhaka gud-ke chumu dite thaklam. Payel tokhon kokate shuru korechhe, or thigh kapchhe ar gud-er phuto diye ros berochchhe. Kebol ‘Mamu … Mamu’ bolchhe tokhon. Ami tokhon hothat phak tate jibh diye chat-te laglam … tokhono kon-take bachiye. Rendi shongge shongge or phuto-take amar mukher opore ghoshatate laglo. Ami betir pachha-te jorse ekta chor marlam ‘tham rendi … toke kokhon chudbo ta ami thik korbo.’

Payel abar phopate ar kokate laglo, er moddhye abar chesta korlo nijer phuto-te angul dhokabar. Jor kore or haat-ta shoriye ebar jibh-ta or phuto-te dhukiye dilam … lengto kochi meye-tar gud-er madokotay maal-ta beriye gelo ar ki! Jibh take majhkhane phank kore, shokto kore ekta roll-er moto pakiye maagir gud-e kebol dhukachchhi ar ber korchhi. Majhe majhe jibh giye thekchhe kumarir pordate ar mon bolchhe ekhoni leora dhukiye maagi-r porda ta chhire di. Payel tokhon pray kede phele ar ki. Ami jei bujhchhi o ebar jol khoshate chollo omni jibhta ber kore nichchhi. Payel pagoler moto bolte laglo ‘o Mamu .. amay chhere dao … o mamu … tomar paye pori … amay chhere dao … amay aaram korte dao … mamu amay aram korte dao.’ Ami sheshe or kon-e jibh dite laglam … meye-ta ebar pagoler moto kon-ta mar mukhe ghoshte laglo ar uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh korte laglo. Prochondo jore ros berote laglo or gud diye. Gud-er bhetor tokhon jol thoi thoi korchhe. Thik shei shomoy ami mukh tule nilam or kon theke … Payel kede uthlo … ‘mamu mamu … na … na .. o ma go … o ma.’ Bollam ‘oto shohoje toke jol khoshate debo? Aage Mamur leora chushbi na shona?’

Bolei opekkha na kore shoja shore giye or mukher opor amar leora-ta niye gelam. Or oi kochi mishti norom thot-dekhe ar thakte parlam na. Shoja bara-take dhukiye dilam. O oto boro bara shamne dekhe bhoy bhoy chaichhilo. Ebar jokhon mukhe dhokate gelam thot-ta khulte bhoy pelo. Ami or matha dhore oke khat-e tene tullam ar chul dhore or mukh-take poorer dike tule thap mere amar bara-ta dhukiye dilam. Diye or mukh-e prochondo jore jore thap marte thaklam. Payel-er pray chokh beriye jabar jogar. Bollam ‘chosh rendi … chosh … noyto aj toke emon chudbo je baaper naam bhule jabi.’ O pranpone amar bara choshar cheshta korte laglo. Kintu or mukh chhoto, asto purusher bara nite obhyesh nei. Ektu porei kebol mukhe rakhtei o himshim khete thaklo. Amar bara-ta tokhon phule phepe shokto hoye ek bishal aakar dharon korechhe. Bujhte parchhi amar dhoirjor shimao ekhon chhariye jachchhe.

Ebar tai ashol chodoner toiari korte lege gelam. Payel-er payer phanke angul dhukiye dilam ar angul diye maagike chudte thaklam … tobe beshi door dhukate parchhilam na karon or porda-ta tokhono royechhe. Or kon-take ebar ghoshte laglam angul diye jore jore. Pyel ebar nijer gud-ta amar haat-er shongge prochondo jore rograte shuru korlo. Amio or kon-take shei taale taalei dol-te thaklam. Sheshe abar Payel-er thigh gulo kapte laglo ar amar haat diye ros gorate laglo. Meyeta ebar jeno jol khoshiyei chharbe! O dui haat diye amay jaapte dhorechhe ar kebol ekmon diye nijer shukh neoar cheshta korchhe. ‘Mamu … o mamu … o mamu’ ek shore bole jete laglo.

Meye-ta tokhon pagoler moto amar anguler opor nijer kon-take ghoshchhe. Ar kono dike hush nei … kebol ki kore shorir-er bhitor dheu tule jol khoshabe. Angul pray bhenge jaye! Magi-r chosh kheye amar bara tokhon phat-te cholechhe. Chokher shamne Payel-er dudu-gulo bota uchiye dol khachchhe, phule tight hoye royechhe. Chokh boja … kebol mukh diye taale taale ‘uh … ahhh’ shobdo hochchhe. Ar dhore rakha jabe na …Prochondo ek chor koshalam Payel-er norom mishti mukhe-e. AHHH! Shnghatik chechiye uthlo meyeta … Angul-er upor theke or kon shore gelo. Or haat chole gelo mukh-e ar jor-e kandte shuru korlo. Ami er jonyoi opekkha korchhilam. Dilam amar mota gorom bara ek dhakka-te kichhuta dhukiye or kochi kumari gud-er phutote. Or mukh ha hoye gelo. Oke ar bojhar kono shomoy na diye prochondo jore thap mere mere thele dhukte thaklam or shei gorom shorir-er modhye. Or deoal gulo khimche dhorlo baratake. Prochondo tight, prochondo gorom … bara theke maal praye beriye jaye. Kintu ar deri korle cholbe na … ei dhakka-te na korte parle … daat khichiye dui haat diye or pa dutoke ekdom phak kore dilam. Rendi bujhte parlo … shongge shongge pa duto tule amar dui kaadher dui dik diye gola akre dhorlo … porda-te giye theklo bara. Ami dui thigh dhore prochondo dhakka marlam … chhiro debo shali-r haramjadi-r porda … dhok shala dhok … ne beti … ne rendi … mamar bara ne … toke bachcha diye chharbo … ne mamar maal tor bhitore … kha mamar chodon, haramjadi, khanki magi …

Payel prochondo chitkar kore uthlo … Ami o chechiye uthlam … shob badha chire amar baara ebar khal-e dhuke gelo … thaap marte thaklam … prochondo jore nishash porchche … kono dike hush nei … kebol bujhte parchhi Payel tokhon-o chechachchhe thap-er taal-e taal-e … aaaaah … aaaaah …. Aaaaaah … ar parchhi na …. Ar parchhi na … khepe khepe maal phelte thaklam bhagni-r kumari gud-e … dui haat-e akre dhorlam or norom gorom bheja shorir ar bara-take bar bar jor diye diye screw-er moto dhukate thaklam ar protita maal-er bindu ningre ningre bar korte thaklam … Ei na Mamar ashirbaad!

shetu mami(magi)

2011-09-25T04:09:00.000-07:00

shetu mami(magi)

kaalo color er proti keno jaani aamar ekta durbolotaa aachey....shetu maami baairey thekey beriye esheychey ..eshei .gosol korey felechey...korey jorjet er haalka ekta kaalo shaari ...vitorey blouse poreni..paatla shaaritey aabcha korey 38 size dudh duta jhaapsha bhaabey veshey uthechey...round shape er bishal dudh er rekha shu sposhto... othochoo jeno bota gulo matha uuchu koraa..bota gulo o besh bujha jaachey shaariir upor thekeyo...ghortatey air perfume er kaaroney mou mou gondho...mughdho bhabey aabar taakalam shetu er dikey...chokh naavir rekha chuye aaro nichey naamlo...dui paayer er faakey voda taakey jekhaney kaalo shari aaral korey rekhechey shekhaney eshey chokh sthir holo...muchki ekta haashir rekha aamar mukhey kheley gelo...monay hochhilo jodi sharitakey dhoner gutaai futa korey shei futa diye guud a vorey ditey paartam aamar ei 7 ichi baash size er dhonta!....shaarir nichey to aar kichu poreni ei maagi-taa besh jaani...shetu maagir paachata k kaamrey dhorey aachey tight shaari...bishaal kumraar shape er duita paachar daabna..shaari theley jeno beriye aastey chaaichey...aaj ei paacha thaapratey thaapratey thaap maar bo aami...vaabtei dhonbaba khara hoye gelo.......shetu maami bichanai aadha shoaa vongitey aachey...hatey remote control tv er.. ekta gaaner channel dekchey shay...aamakey dekhei kichuta sound baariye dilo gaan er...aar emon kaamonaar chokhey taakalo...shei taakano jeno bolchay,'aai jhaapiye por'....aami kaachey jetei bollo...'aamar ek baandhobir kaach thekey ekta xxx movie enechi,chaar to'...aami DVD player on korey xxx er dvd ta cherey dilam....taarpor thik shetu er moto aadha shoa hoye taar paashey bichanai uuthey gelam..XXX chaalu holo...TV screen a ekta swimming pool,pool er dhaarey prii modhho boyoshi ekjon mohila sunbath korchey...bikini pora mohilar dudh gulo onek boro boto..paatla bikini diye dhaka jaachey na...purotaai prii ber hoye gechey..aar guuud borabor ..rumal er o kom kaapor .pichoney fitaa baadha..bishaal paachaa shompurno rousro er aaloi jhilik dicheeey..dekheii aamar haat dhon er upor cholay gelo....hotath shekhaney ekta 18-20 bochor boyoshi cheler aagomon ghotlo..delivery boy...ekta percel niye eshechey..bujhlaam action shuru hobey...cheletaa percelta haatey dhoriye diteeii..mohila ta taaar bikini ta khuley dudh dutatey lotion makhatey bollo...cheletaa aastey aastey lotion ta maakhachiloo...hotath dekhi cheletaar pant khuley pura dhonta mukhey niye chusha start korechey..cheletaao aachhamoto dhonta k ekbaar..dhukachey aabar ber korchey.....onekkhon emon korar por ..cheleta bikini khuley feley pura nengta korlo mohila ta k...taarpor dhakka diye meyetaa k couch er upor feley jihba ta dhukiye dilo taar vodaar veetor...prri onekkhon dhorey chushlo shay..taarpor taar bishal nunu ta dhukiye dilo mohilaar vodar modhhey...start holo raam thaap.......aamar aar shojjo holo na eshob drishoo dekhey...ek taaney shaarri khuley nilam shetu maamir shoreer thekey..maagi ta shaarir nichey kichhu porey naai...puraa vod dekhi rosheey job job korcheey...aangul ekta dhukiye dilam guuder veetor ,dekhi,kemon jeno ko ko korlo...aaar aaaahhh uhhh shuru korey dilo. aami bollam," ekhon e ? ei aanguleei?? aar ei mota dhonta dhukley?" boleei ektaney lungi khuley nengtaa holam...taar chokher shaamney nunu ta naachatey laaglam....khop korey dhorey fello shetu...munditaar khaaj a jihbaa buliye chushloo kichukhon...uuuf shetu maagi j choshaai boss.,...tato aaj dupureei..bujheychilaam....aaha mukher vitor dhonta niye chushey chushey paagol korey dicheey...paarley golaa porjonto nunutakey teney neii...aami mukher modhhei choto choto stroke deoaa shuru korlaam..choto choto stroke a maagir dudh duley duley uuthlo...chushey priii maal ber koreei dichhilo...dudh dutakey haat namiye thaaba merey dhorlaam......bollaam maagi tokey chudbo...shetu oo dekhi aamar shurey shurey bollo," aai bookey aai aamar chodon shona,aamaakey chod,jorey jorey chod."....shetu maamir paa duto joto paarlaam shoriye dilaam...mundita niye shoja vodar mukher upor set korlaam...ektu thela diteei mundita dhukey gelo..kaaron emniteei gudeey besh rosh kaatchilo.,.eibaar ordheek dhukiye maagir book niye khela shuuru korlam...booker upor duita 10 nombor size er football jeno...khaablano shuru korlaam dudh niye...bota duitar uporey aangul diye chunot paakatey laaglaam.mukh naamiye aanlaam dudh er botaai..daat diye bota ta khutey dilam khaanik ta...taarpor ek hatey ekta dudh kochlaatey kochlatey..onno dudh taakey mukhey pureey chotto baachar moto choshaa shuru korlaam...edikey shetu mami kaatraachey...aar bolchay,'ohhhhhhhhhhhhh..uuuhhhhhhhhhh...shukhey morey gelaam reey....aaahhhveshey gelaam........gaarol shona...aamar guud chodaa reyy...pura dhontaa dhoka baap...chuida cheerey fell...aar paari na"..bujhlaam guudey ordheek dhon dhukiye dudh chushanitey gaaye current legechey......aami oboshho deri korlaam na..pura dhontaai dilam vorey,,,,aahhh tight hoye gethey gelo jeno...eibaar komor ta duliye dhonta half ber korey aabar thaap dilam...shuru korlaam thap er por thaap..chodon er shobdo holo besh...pochh pochhh pochhaaat pokaat...posshh...vochhh....boroi joshila sound...aamar gaadon a aaahh ohhh korteey kortey maagi duibaar jol khoshalo...taarpor hotath ichaa holo...maami maagi k ebaar nahoi ghora choraai..jei bhaba shei kaaj....paalti kheye shuye gelaam....shetu maami o monay hoi besh moja pelo...aamar komorer upor uuthey boshey bishaal paacha duto niye guuder modhhey dhonta k gethey nilo...taarpor vaarri vaari bishal paacha niye uthaanaama kortey laaglo dhon er upor....uuthanamar taal a, taal a shetu er dudh guli dultey laaglo...aami haat diye dhorey ogulokey kochlatey laaglaam, aar shomaan a tol thaap diye chudtey laaglo...khisti aamar mukh thekey jhorey porlo," orey guudmaarani,,khaanki maagi...tor pet a aamar half dozen baacha houaamu...tor gudeer ei kolagaach maarka dhon er thaap kemon laagey chut maaranmi...tor vodaar rsshob rosh baair korumm...ohhhhh ...aaahhh..."..hotaath aamar chodaar speed berey gelo....shetu maami,aamar khaanki maagi maami nishaash feltey feltey aaro 1 baar jol khoshalo...aami taar chuchi means dudh means maai taakey khaamchey dhoreey tumul speed a tolthaap dilaam.........aaaaaaahhhh.....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ....shetu o paacha jhaakatey jhakatey help korlo....bujhlaam eibaar hobey...taai maagi k komorer upor thekey naamiye chiit korey feley dhon taa dhorlaam dui doodh er upor...aaaaaaahhh...ohhhh..chokhey jeno shorshey fool dekhlam...aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh half cup maal fellam shetu maagir duudher upor....

Amar sexy Choto Mami Magi

Amar choto mami uff ki je ekta jinish bole bojhate parbo na.Kintu uni khub ebhodro and bhalo typer er meye ti onar shate system korte amar onek kosto korteand onek opekkha korte hoyeche.Amar tokhon baronto boyosh 21 r mamir anumanik 28ki 29 hobe. Amar onek din theke chuddar khub shokh kintu kao k pacchilam an amarpochondo moto to tokhon e amar basay onekdin por amar choto mami elen take dekheamar dhon ekbare taalgach hoye gelo tokhon theke mone mone thik korlam mami kjodi na chudechi tahole ami r purush manush na.Ji hok age mamir kotha kichubole.Amar choto mamar shate mamir biye hoyeche 5 years er moto kintu tader konobaccha kachha hoi na mane Dr er mote amar mami Bondha.To eta chilo amar jonnochorom ekta advantage.kintu matahy chilo system korbo ki bhabe.???.Ebar aseeamar mamir description e.Mami sherokom hot kono figure er odhikari na kintu jaache ta amar jonno jothesto.Dud duita ekdom golakar and mamar tipani kheye sizee mota moti boro 36 er moto hobe med jukto pet aha na dekhle bhujben nare bhi kishei pet er jadu r pacha ta to mone hoi colbalish.shob e mamr banano. Amar todharo na mama regular mamir pacha marten.mair ga er rong shemla oto forsha nakintu cehara ta onek misti mane cute.Ebar main ghotonay asee kibhabe mami kchudlam.Onekdin opekhar pore lo shujog ekdin ami basay ekla emon shomoy mami elo ammutokhon ki kaje jeno biray chilo ar amar baap as usual office e. to mami asharpor amar dekhe mone holo mamir khub mon kharap to mami amar shate mota motifriendly chilo mane onek golpo tolpo hoto basay asle.To ami take jigesh korlamki hoyche to she khub upset hoye bollo je mamar shate onek serious jhograhoyeche karon tader baccha hoi na eta. To ami mami k onek shundor kore bhujalamje egula kichu na thik hoye jabe.er por ami jigesh korlamcha khabe? Bollo hakhawao.to ami ekta cinema dekhchilam 2x type er tv te dekhacchilo to ota chereiami ranna ghor er dike gelam. Ektu por cha er pani groom diye ese room ere kkonay dariye dekhlam mami cinemar scene gula khub enjoy korchey abar bar barpichoneo takacchey je ami elam naki. To ami cha niye room e dhuklam mami chakhete khete bollo bolo tomar obosta ki ami bollam kono obosta nai. Er por amimamir ga gheshe boslam to ami r mami monojog diye cinema dekhchi but amarmathay to plan ki bhabe agabo.to hotat ok jigesh kore boslam accha tomar bacchakhub dorkar na? o bollo ha.ami bollam ekta adopt kore nao or testube baby niyenao o bollo adopt kora possible na tomar mama raji hobe na r testube baby oneke nite na koreche. To ami bollam hmm ok.er modhey cinemar shobcheye jotil scenee chole also ami change korar bhaan kore remote haat e nilam but change korlamna bollam remote kaj korche na mami bollo bad dao tumio adult amio adult dekhlekichu hobe na.ami tokhon aabr mamir ga gheshe boslam end aste kore bhaan korlamami kheyal kori nai shebhabe mamir pa mane run er upor hat rakhlam mami chomkeuthlen ami bollam oh sorry.to mami amar dike takalen cup e chumuk dite dite rami mamir dike ekdristi te takay achi.hotat ki jeno mone holo ami bole boslamaccha amake ekta chance dibe dekhi toamr baccha hoyate pari naki mami bollomane ki bolte chao ami mamri mukho mukhi bose aste aste kore agate laglam mamirthot er kache ese ami jibba diye thot e lagalam r mami laaf diye pichone shoregelo bollo ki korcho.ami bollam dao na amake ekta chance.mami kichukhon chupkore thaklo r kapte laglo bollo eta shombhob noi.ami bollam keo janbe na shudhuami r tumi.r ajke rat e tumi mamr shate system koro tahole baby hole mama konoshondeho korbe na.mami deki ekdom chup.to ami abar mamir dike egulam and almostmamir col er upor uthe thot e thot lagalam mami ebar na korlo na.uff prothomthot er sporsho petei amar dhon taan hoye gelo mamir pet e guta dite laglo mamito aha korche tokhon.mami shedin pore chilo komola ekta kamiz jeta onek tightchilo r amir dud duta bra shoho pura dekha jacchilo to ami thot e chuma khetekhete oi dudh e haat dilam mone holo foam e hat dilam aha ki je moja laglo. Rthot e tokhon o cha er shadh lege chilo ami jibba diye thot duto chate laglamerpor utheboslam mami k aste kore sofa te shualam.erpor chain ta tene khullamor jamar komor porjonto neme jawa chul khullma.tarpor bra ta khultei ber hoyegelo ball 2 ta mai iccha moto tipte laglam mone hocche sponge er kichu tipcheeami mai r to tokhon obosta kharap payjamar upor diye hat dite laglam vodayokhane dekhlam ektu bhija bhija.to aste aste payjama ta khule fellam ami totokhon pura ulongo. Tarpor mami k boshalam bosiye ami mamir baal shori yebhoday ektu aste jibba lagalam mami jore uff aaaaahhhhhh kore uthlo ami bollamaste baby.erpor ami to iccha koto chuste laglam r dud 2 ta hatate laglam er porami main kaj er jonno ready hollam mami k sofa te taan kore showalam and amiaste kore or upore uthe amar shona ta or bhoday guta marte laglam sohojei dhukegelo bhujlam mama er moddhe onek bar mami k chudechey.to ami aste aste thapmarte laglam r dud 2 ta tipte laglam jore jore er por mami bollo aro jor e. amier port hap marte laglam onek jore jore r mami to uff ahhh korte laglo. Ermoddhey amar to dhon e maal chole elo pura ta dhele dilam bhitor e mami shukh ehokh bondho kore fello.er por aste kore ami shona ta ber korlam.ber kore mami rmuch er shamne dhore bollam chete dao mami ektu theme chata start kore dilo amitokhon shukh er chote eto jore jore mamir dudh tipte laglam bodhoy shedin e 1inc bere gelo tar dudh.er por amar dhon poriskar hotei ami mami k ulta koreshoalam.and first time er moto bishal pacha ta dekhlam ami thappor marlm jorejore lal hoye gelo ami er por mami k doggy style e chudlam onek khon chul tatene dhore pachar futay dhukalam ber korlam mami shukh e bolte laglo aro jorearo jore.er por maal jokhon ber hobe hobe tokhon ami mami k ultay tar much emaal dhele dilam thot diye mami shob chushey nilo.er por ami mamir thot e abarchuma deya start korlam.and maal er taste o paelam. Er por ami shuye mami kbollam, amar upor uthte she bhodro meye r moto amar dhon tar vodar bhitordhukiye utha bosa start korlo jodio mamri ojon ektu beshi chilo but cgudarshukh e ami ta bhule gelam.er moddhe ami tar dud tipe tipe rosh ber korefellam.er pore amar abar maal ber holo and ota mamir vodar bhotor theke beyebeye porte laglo ami abar take shute bollam and dud her rosh gula chatelaglam.erokom 1 hr 23 min chuda chudir por ami r mami 2 jon e tired hoyegelam.er por take joriye dhore ami shuye thot e kiss korte laglam mami boltelaglo eta ki thik holo??ami bollam kono chinta nai shob thik khali ajke rat etumi mama k arekbar chudte onurodh korbe bus shob thik hoye jabe. She mistihese amake tar nogno buk er upor dhore bollo tumi khub e sweet. Er por amrabathrrom e dhuke gosol ko0rte korte arekbar putkey marlam mamir. Er por freshhoye kapor chopor pore boslam tv room e sofar cover e je maal gula porechiloami tara tari ota dhulam and cha fele rakhlam er por surf exel diye vijiyerakhlam jeno ammu na bhuje. Aha er por aro 4 bar ami mami k chudi. And 1 yearpor shuni mami pregnant.er por 3 months pore mamir jokhon pet flute start koremami ese amake thanx janay shedin o ami mair thanx grohon korlam chude diye.

amar mamr shali

2011-09-25T04:05:00.000-07:00

amar mamr shali

Amamr prothom sex hoi amar mamr shali maney amar khalar sathey, shey tokhon uni tey porey ar ami SSC dibo. Amar mama thakto amader bashar nichtolai ar amra thaktam teen talai. Mama college ar mami ekta school e teachari korto. Ty mamar biyer 1 bochor porey (mami tokhon pregnent) shali key eney bashai rakchey parmanently mami ebong porey bachar take care korar zonno. Amar sathey khalar khub bhab chilo, Dekhtey chilo fatafati, forsha gayer rong,khara khara nak ar kothin shukhoo chibuk, chokh duita chilo khai khai prokitir. prai dupurey mami jokhon ghumato tokhon ami ar khala barandai boshey golpo kortam, shondhar shomoi ami portey choley jetam. Astey astey amader golpo kichuta sex bishoyok hoye jetey laglo, amar to noya sex hoichey ty kurkur beshi korey ar khala to kurkuranir jalai oshthir kintu kichu korar nai. Joto din jetey laglo totoi golpo sex nirvor hotey laglo ar amar porashuna changey uthey khala rey chodar shopno dekhtey laglam. Ebhabey besh kichudin gelo mamir ekta futfutey cheley holo amar o Exam shesh holo. Mama mami ratey bacha ta khalar kachey diye tara aramey ghumato, ami free time ty khala key onek rat obodhi shongo ditam ei fakey amar choda er khayesh aro bartey laglo, ami majhey majhey babu key khalar kole thekey nitey giye ichaa korey tar boob e hat lagatam shey ektu shorey jeto prothom prothom porer dikey normally thakto. Ekdin babu tara tari ghumie gelo khalar koler uporey, ami kol thekey babu key namiey anley khalar maxi er fak diye dhudh duita ber hoye gelo, babu er norachorai tip butam khuley giyechilo khala sheita kheyal korey nai ar shey bra o porey nai. Ami obak hoye tar forsha duita dudh ar golapi duita nipple dekhey ha korey roilam, khala tara tari kapor tuley butam lagiye dilo. Amai kintu bhultey parchilam na aro onek ei rokom ghotona chilo jai hoke ei holo amar chodar prothom step, ar kichudin porey e amar chodar jatra shuru hoechilo, onek introduction holo ekhon ashol kahini boli mamu ra biroktoo hoien na kintu.Ekdin mama mami ek biyer dawat e gelo manik gonj e khala jai nai . shokaley gelo ratey ashbey. ami to anondey matoara eri modhey ami onek dur razi korey felechi khalakey. jai hauk ami khalakey dupurey ashbo boley ashlam shey bollo chabi niye ja ami jodi ghumai jai tui dorwaza khuley dhukey amakey jagabi, ami bollam achaa. Ami thik 3 tai nichey gelam giye bell na diye ashtey ashtey knock korlam dekhi kono awaz nai, ami ashtey ashtey chabi diye door khuley ghorey dhukey dekhi khala ghumiye achey ar tar maxi ta hatu er uporey uthey achey tar forsha mosrin pa duta dekhey amar matha hot hoye gelo tokhon dekhi buker butam khola boobs duita amar dikey takiye hashche.ami tokhon oshthir hoye gelam, door ta bhalo korey bondho korey pa tipey tipey bed e giye boshlam ar hat diye ashtey korey dosha shoi dudh ekta halka korey tiptey laglam, prothomey khala ektu norey uthey chup korey thaklo ( porey jenechilam ichaa korey), ami ashtey thekey jorey tiptey laglam ar mukh namiye pink nipple ta chushtey laglam, ami odvut ekta ghondh pelam ja ziboney bhulbo na, khala eibar ar parlo na amar mathata buker uporey chepey dhorlo ar buk ta ucha korey dhudh ta amar mukher modhey theshey dhorlo. Amio pagoler moto mukhta khalar dhudher modhey ghoshtey laglam, ami bujhchilam na ki korbo, totokhoney amar lewra ta trouser er uporey uthey jachey, ar ektu ektu betha pachilam, amar jontro ta abar olpo ektu size e boro.Khala tar maxi ta khuley feley amar trouser ta namiye dilo, ami pa diye khuley trouser ta durey feley dilam, khalar ulongo sharir ta dhekey obak hoye takiye roilam, perfect dhudhey alta gayer rong kono spot nai nipple duita ar navir futata chara ( ). Ghono kalo bal e bhora bhoda ta money hochey morubhumir modhey foara er moto chik chik korchey. khala amakey zoreye dhorey khater modhey gora gori kortey laglo, amar zontro ta kokhono tar petey kokhono tar paye kokhono tar foarai aghat lagtey lagtey hot hoyeye gelo, khala amar thoth duita tar mukher modhey purey nieye chushtey laglo, amar besh gorom lagchilo thoth duitatey kintu odbhut ekta moza lagchilo, ebhabey minitue pachek choshar porey ami kichu bujhey uthar agey shey amakey chit korey shuaieye amar akahmbaa lewra tar uporey ashtey ashtey tar bhoda ta chepey dhorlo ami gorom ekta kichu anubhob korlam, tarporey amar money holo gorom ekta kichur modhey amar sadher lewrata dhukey jachey ar besh chap feel kortey laglam dhonta tey, pura lewrata dhukey gele amar money holo amar dhonta purey jachey, koek second porey money holo gorom kintu pichil rosh thanda korar cheshta korchey ( ). Khala amar lewrata dhukanor shomoi dekhlam dat diye nicher thoth ta kamrey dhorey uff aahhh awaz korchey. Eibar khala amar buker uporey dui hat diye tar bodi balance korey komro utha nama kortey laglo ar ahh ishhh uff ahh awaz kortey laglo, amar jiboner prothom thap kijey bhalo lagchilo ami chara kew bujhbey na. Khala kichukhon thapanor porey tar bhoda ta amar lewrar thik uporey set korey ek thapey dhukieye dilo ar ami kepey kepey uthtey laglam, abar eki bhabey kortey thaklo ami ashtey ashtey shokrio holam matha ta uchu korey ekta nipple kamratey thaklam, khala dekhi ekhat amar mathar pichey support diye bukta egiye dilo ar thapatey laglo, shey thapachey ar ishh ahh ufff ahhh ishhhh awaz korchey ebong ekbar matha ta dan bukey abar ek bar bam bukey niye jachey eibhabey kichukhon korar porey khalar nishwash besh ghono hoye ashlo, awaz ta long (ishhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh) hotey laglo ar thaper goti o berey gelo, amar o jani kemon kan tan gorom hoye gelo halka ghamchi money holo, peter bhitorey kemon zani kortey laglo khalar thaper goti aro barlo ami chokey ondhkar dekhtey laglam khalar ekta dudh nipple er pashey kamrey dhorey chushtey laglam (porey dekhechilam lal ekta govir daag hoeye giyechilo) kemon ekta nonta shad petey thaklam amar kachey money holo amar shob ber hoye jachey khalao koekta ram thap merey bhoda ta amar dhontakey theshey dhorey buker uporey achrey porey amake khamchey dhorlo bam hatey er kachey. Tar gham top top korey amar mukhey porlo amio besh ghemey gelam feel korchi, eibhabey minitue doshek shuey roilo khala amar buker uporey. Bujhlam ami chodon shikechi. 15 min porey 2 joney eksathey shower korey noodle ar cha khelam

Barite Chodar Shuk Golpo_5

2011-09-25T03:59:00.001-07:00

Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-5

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Ami takhon maa aar didi ke bollam, “aare tomra chenalra to nijer nijer guuder janno amar laura ta guud khule acho aar amar katha ta to keu ektu bhabo. Ami ekhuni maar guud ta ke ephonr ophonr kore chudechee, tai ami ekhon khoob thoke gechee aar aro khanik khon amar laura ta khara hobe na. Eibar tomra dui chenale bolo je ami tomader ke ekhon kemon kore chudbo.” Maa amar katha sune bollo, “theek ache, ami toke ekhuni garam garam horlicks khayochee. Dekhbi ektu somayer modheye tor bara ta abar Renur guude dhokar janno khara hoye jabbe. Are baba amar choto chenal Renur katha ta to bhabte hobe.” Ami bollam, “maa kemon kore amar laura ta khara kore debe?” Maa bollo, “eta kono mushkeel kaj noye. Ami tor laura ta mukhe niye chushe debo aar tor laura ta dekhbee char char kore khara hoye jabe. Bujhlee boka chele amar? Chal aibare tui bichana te shueye por aar ektu khanik aram kore ne ami tor janno ekhunee Horlick niye ashchee.” Maa ei bole bichana theke uthe porlo aar nengto hoyee ranna ghore giye Horlicks banate laglo. Maa jakhon nengto hoye ranna ghore jachhillo takhon maar nengto pond ta dekhe amar matha ta ghure gelo aar ami amar thonte jeev bolate laglam. Ei dekhe didi amake bollo, “kee re Bablu, maar nengto pond dekhe tor mata ghure geche?“ Ami didi ke chokh mere bollam, “haan didi, maar pond ta bhari sexy.” Maa tatokhone horlicks niye ghore elo aar ami horlicks ta kheye nilam. Horlicjs khaowa hoye gele maa amake bichnate chit kore shueye dilo. Ami bichanate chit hoye shute maa amar du payer majhkhane chole elo amar natano laura ta hathe kore niye hath bolate laglo. Tai dekhe didio chup kore boshe royilo na. Didi taratari amar oopore chore amar buuker oopor nijer nengto pacha ta rekhe amake bollo, “Bablu, maa tor laura ta chuse khara dichhe aar tui tatokhon amar guud ta chete de. Ohh amar guud bhison chulkochee, anek gulo charpoka ghure berachchee. Aar er janno tor aar maar choda chudi dekha hochche.”

Didir katha sune maa hanste hanste bollo, “mone hichhe je Renur guude anek charpoka ghueche. Bablu, ami jatokhhon tor laura ta chuse dichhee tui tor didir guud ta chuse chete de, bechari Renu guuger jala te more jachchee.” Didi maar katha sune nijer hathe nijer guuder duto thont alada kore dilo aar khola guud ta amar mukher songe lagiye dilo aar amake bollo, “chal Bablu, aaj tui ek songe du duto guuder maja nibee. Kintu aage amar guud ta ke bhalo kore chete chuse de. Amar guud ta chuse chuse guuder jal khosiye de. Ohh bon choda Bablu, taratari chete de nijer didir guud ta aar tor maa tatokhon tor laura ta chuse debe aar jakhon tor laura ta khara hoye jabe, takhn tui amake chude dibi.” Maa didir katha sune nijer jeev ta bar kore amar laura ta chata shuru kore dilo aar amio didi guud ta chuste shuru kore dilam. Didi eto garam kheye giyechilo je amar chool dhore nijer guud ta amar sara mukher oopor ghoste laglo. Khanik pore didi amar hath duto dhore nijer mayee te lagiye amake bollo, “bahanchot Bablu, amar guud ta khabar songe songe amar mayee duto chatka bhalo kore. Tui ki janish na je jakhon meyechele garmee khaye takhon tar mayee tiple chatkale meyeder khoob aram hoye? Ami ei somaye guuder jala te more jachee.” Odike maa amar bara ta puro puri mukhe bhore bara ta ke chuschilo abar kakhono kakhono jeev diye bara ta ke chete dicheelo. Khaik pore amar laura ta khara hote laglo. Tai dekhe maa hath diye amar bichee gulo dhore hat bolate laglo. Bichee guno te hath pora te amar laura ta 5 minuter modheye khara hoye gelo aar amar khara laura ta dekhe ma bollo, “ne amar chodon khor Renu, ami tor bhaier laura ta khara kore diyechee. Eibar tui tor guud ta bhalo kore chudiye ne. Ami tor aar tor bhaier pashe bose bose toder choda chudi dekhchee.”

Maar katha sune didi amar oopor theke uthe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlo aar bollo, “chal Bablu, maa tor laura ta chete chushe khara kore diyeche, eibar tui amake chude de bhalo kore. Amar guuder charpoka gulo tor laurar gunto diye mere de. Maa to nijer guud ta toke diye chudiye niyeche aar tai shanto hoeye boshe ache, kintu amar abosth ta khoob kharap.” Maa amake bollo, “Bablu, aar deri korish na. Tor didi ke taratari chude de bhalo kpre. Renu becharir obostha khoob kharap hoye geche. Ektu Renur katha aar Renur guuder katha ta ekbar bhabh.” Ami takhon uthe boshe didir duto mayee hathe chatake laglam aar khain pore ekta mayee mikhe niye chuste laglam. Didi mayee duto chstei didi ohhh, ahhhhh ahhhhh korte laglo. Khanik pore didi bollo, “maa dekho Bablu ekhono amake garam korche. Bablu ke bolo je ekhon amar mayee duto chere nijer laura ta amar guude bhore dik aar thap lagak. Bablu amake chudchena keno?” Maa takhon didir mathaye mukhe hath bolate bolate bollo, “Renu, sona meye amar, toke Bablu ekhuni chude debe. Khanik khon sobur kor. Dekh na Bablu ekhun tor mayee gulo chusche aar ektu pore Bablu tor oopor chore tor guude laurata bhore toke jhapa jhap kore gadan debe. Bas er ektu sobur kor sona amar.” Maa tar pore amake bollo, “ki re Bablu, tui tor didi aar koto bhogabee? Taratari tui tor didir oopore chore ja aar jore jore thap mere mere tor didir guuder sab poka gulo ke mere de. Tui dekhchis na je tor didi tor laurata guude nebar janno koto chatphat korche? Toke tor maar aar didir guuder dibbee, chal aar deri korish na aar eibar tor didir guud ta mere de.” Ami takhon didir oopor chorte chorte maa ke bollam, “theek ache, maa tumijemon bolcho tai hobe. Ami to tomar aar didir guuder sewa kortye sab samaye razi achee.” Ami oopore uthtei didi nijer paa duto choriye dilo aar nijer hath diye guuder phuto ta khule dilo.

Didir oopore chore ami ek hathe diye dhore laurata didir guuder mukhe set kore dilam aar anno hath ta diye didir ekta mayee tipte laglam. Amar laurata didir guude lagatei didi hath neeche kore amar laura ta dhore nilo aar nijer komor kheliye amar laura ta guude dhukiye nilo aar mukh diye ahhhhhhh ohhhhh korte laglo. Ami takhon amar du hath diye didir duto mayee dhore charkate chatkate ekta ram thap marlam aar amar laurata puro puri didir guude bhetore sendhiye gelo. Laura ta guude puro puri dhuktei didi amake joriye dhorlo aar chumu khete khete bollo, “haan, theek achchee, tor laura ta puro puri amar guude dhuke geche, eibar na ruke tui amake jor jor thap marte marte amake chudte thak Bablu.” Ami takhon didi du to mayee dhore jore jore ghasha thap marte marte didi ke chudte laglam. Amar thaper songe songe didi neeche theke pond tola dite laglo aar bollo, “haan, Bablu eirakome tuiamake chude chal. Aar rukhish na. Amar guud ta tor laurar thap kheye bhison aram pachee. Chod, chod amake Bablu chude chal. Haan haan, chod chod shala chod tor mayer peter didi ke chod. Bhalo kore chod aar amader maa ke dekhiye de je amra bhai aar bone kemon kore choda chudi koree. Haan, ohhh ohhhh ahhhhhh seeeeeee khoob aram pachhee. Ohhhhh amar laura kheko maa dekho, bhalo kore dekho je kemon kore amar gudd choda khachchee. Dekho dekho je laura ta ektu aage tomar guud marchilo, kemon kore amar guuder bhetor dhukche aar berochchee.”

Takhon maa amar hath duto didir mayee theke hotiye nije didir mayee duto tipte tipte didi ke bollo, “hi, amar chinal, guud chodani, bhai bhatari meye, tor to poa baro. Tui biyer aage theke ekta lamba aar mota laura diye nijer guud marachchees. Tor guud chod dekhte amar khoob bhalo lagche. Dekh dekh amar sona meye, kemon kore tor choto bhairer gadhar moton mota laurata tor guude dhukche aar berochee. Tor choda dekhte dekhte amar guud abar rase bhore geche, ami bujhte parchee na je ami eibar ki korbo?” Didi takhon neech theke pond tola dite dite amar laura ta guud diye khete khete maa ke bollo, “maa tumi amar mukher oopore guud ta rekhe boshe jao, ami guud ta Bablur thap khete khete chuse dichchee. Ami keno ekla ekla guuder maza nee, tumio guuder maza ta nao amar songe songe.” Maa didir katha sune didir oopore chore didir mukher oopore guud ta rekhe bose gelo aar hath diye guud ta khulte khulte didi ke bollo, “ne, amar lakhilakhi meye, ne choto bhaier laura ta guud diye kha aar maar guud ta jeev diye chat. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta bhison kut kut korche aar rase bichcheeree bhabe bhore geche. Amar guud theke madan ras tapkachchee.” Maa didir boshtei didi nijer jeev ta bar kore maar guud ta chata shuru kore dilo.

Khanik khon dhore amar aar didir choda chudi eirakome cholte thaklo. Khanik pore ami didir guude amar laura ta bhore thap mara bando kore dilam aar hath diye maar mayee duti tipte laglam. Didi khanik khon chup kore thaklo tar por jore jore komor tola dite laglo. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ke hoyeche ta kee? Tumi amake chudcho na ami tomake chudchee? Amar katha sune didi amake bollo, “aaye Bablu, aaj ami toke chude dee. Tui laura ta amar guud theke bar kore ne aar bichana te chit hoye shoeye por aar ami tor oopore chore shule bendha hoye toke chudi.” Ami didir katha sune henshe didi ke bollam, “didi tumi amar oopore chore chodo ba ami tomar oopore chore chudi, du to khetre tei tomar guud amar laura diye chudbe, thek ki na?” Eto katha bole ami didir oopor theke nebe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlam. Maao didir oopor theke nebe elo. Eibar didi amar oopore chore nijer hathe amar laura ta ke dhore guude phutor songe lagiye nilo aar guud ta diye amar laura ta gile amar oopore boshe porlo. Ami takhon neech theke uron thap marte shuru kore dilam aar didir guud chudte thaklam. Didio oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha tule tule amake chudte laglo. Didi amake thap marchilo aar didi mayee duto thap songe songe dulte thaklo.

Khanikhon eirakon chida chudi karar pore didi amake bollo, “Babul, bhishin maza pachhee. Tui neech theke aro jore jore gunto mar tor laura ta diye, amar guuder jal eibare khoshbe. Tor lauratar kee khabor?” Ami neech theke didir jhulte thaka duto mayee du hathe chatkate chatkate didi ke bollam, “didi tomar guuder bhetor khoob garam hoye geche. Tomar guuder garame amar laura tar khoob kharab oostha. Amio eibare amar pheda dhalbo. Tumi taratari amake oopor theke chude cholo aar amio tomake neech theke jore jore gunto marchee. Amar laura tar pheda porlo bole. Ohhhhhh ahhhhhh.” Didi amake oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha diye thap marte marte bollo, “ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh amar bhishon aram hochhee. Ohhhhhh amar guuder jal eibare khosbe. Ohhhhh amar chele bhatari maa dekho dekho ami kemon kore amar choto bhaier laurata nijer guud diye chudchee. Ohhhhh Ohhhhh mar guuder jal ashchee.” Maa hath diye didir mayee duto tipte tipte bollo, “haan, amar chenal meye, ami khoob bhalo kore dekhchee je tui tor choto bhai ke nijer guud diye chudchis aar Bablu neech theke komor tule tule tor guude thap mere cholche. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta abar rase bhore geche. Tui taratari tor chodon shesh kor ami abar theke amar guudta Bablur laura diye chudiye nebo.”

Didi amar choda khete khete maa ke bollo, “se kee maa, tumi eito ektu aage guudta Bablur laura diye chudiyecho, tomar guuder abar theke lurar janno khide peye geche? Tomar guud etodin dhore choda khachchee ekhon tomar guud ta to khal hoye geche, tomar ekhono laurar janno eto khide achee? Achha maa amake ekta katha sattee sattee kore bolo to, tumi aaj obdi kato gulo laura nijer guude niyecho?” Maa didi katha sune bollo, “Renu, ekhon ei sab katha char aar tui ja korchis ta mon lagiye puro kore ne. Obishee tui jakhon jigesh korli, takhon ami boli je ami guude anek gulo laura gilechee. Achha eibar anek hoyeche, tui taratari Bablur laurata khali kore de aar laurata modheye amar guuder janno kichu mal thakte de. Amar to lagche je tui jato khon na Bablur laurata puro puri nijer guud diye ningre na nibee tato khon tui Bablur laurata chaebee na. Tui to ektu aage guuder jal khashachilee, aar tui ekhono pacha tule tule Bablur laura tar oopore thap mere mere guud chudiye cholchis. Taratari sesh kor na toder choda chudi? Ohhhhh amar guuder bhetore bhishon kut kut korche laura khabar janno.”

Didi takhon hanste hanste amake bollo, “Bablu, tor to puro puro lottery beriye geche. Toke ekhon tor didi chudche ba tui tor didi ke chudchees aar tor pashe maa boshe boshe nijer guuder jala te guude ras bhore boshe ache je kakhon tui amar guude pheda dhalbee aar maa tor laura ta nijer guude dhukiye tor choda khabe. Eibar bol je tui kee korbee?” Ami takhon neeche komor tule tule didir guude laura diye gunto marte marte bollam, “didi ami ekhon tomar kach theke chodachee. Amader ei choda ta shesh hote dao tar por dekha jabe je ami ki korbe. Ekhon tumi tumi amake taratari chodo, bhalo kore chude dao karon amar laura ta eibare tomar guuder bhetore mal dhlabe.” Didi takhon amar dui kandher dudike duto hath rekhe amake jor jor thap mere mere chudte laglo aar khanikhon pore nijer mayee duto amar buuke rekhe shoeye porlo aar amake bollo, “Bablu ami thoke gechee, tui eibar amar oopore chore amake chod aar amar guuder jal khoshiye de taratari.” Ami takhon didi ke bichanate shoeye diye didi khola uru duto modheye chore didir duto mayee nijer hathe niye didi ke jore jore chudte laglam. Panch chata thap khabar por didi ohhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh seeeeeeeeeeeee korte laglo. Ami buhte parlam je didi eibare guuder jal khasabe. Tai ami didir guude aro koekta ram thap marlam aar didi amake char hathe paye joriye dhorlo aar guuder jal kal kal kore charte laglo. Didi gudder jal khasabar songe songe amio laurata didi guude genthe didi ke bollam, “ne, ne amar chenal maayer beshaya meye, taratari tor guud ta hath diye puro puri khol aar ami amar laurar pichkiri diye tor guud ta bhore dee. Amar chenal didi guud ta kholo aami mal dhalbo tomar guuder bhetore.” Didio amar katha sune du hathe nijer guud ta puro puri khule dilo aar ami amar laurata didir guude bhore mal chere dilam. Mal dhalar por ami didir oopore shoeye chokh bando kore nilam. Ei somaye amar aar didi saans khoob jore jore cholchilo. Maa amader pashe boshe boshe amar sara gaye hathe hath buliye dite thaklo aar ekta kapor diye amader gayer gham muche dite laglo. Khanik por jeyee ami amar laura ta didi guud theke tene bar kore uthe boshlam aar dekhte laglam je didir guuder phuto theke amar laurar aar didi guuder ras ek songe bhol bhol kore berochee. Ei dekhe maa taratari mukhta nabiye didi choda guude lagiye dilo aar guud theke berote thaka sab ras gulo cho cho kore khete laglo. Guud theke sab ras gulo chete pute kheye maa amar laura ta dhore mukhe pure nilo aar jeev diye chete chete amar laura ta parishkar kore dilo.

Khanik khon pore didi muchkee hanshe henshe amake bollo, “kee re Bablu, amake chude maza peli ki na? Tui hoyto to bujhte parishni, ami aage ek guuder jal khoshiye diyechilam.” Ami jigesh korlam, “kakhon?” Amake didi bollo, “jakhon ami tor oopore chore toke chudchilam.” Kichukhon pore maa amake bollo, “oth Bablu oth, onek thoke gechis. Toke Renu ta ekdom ningre niyeche. Ja giye hath paa dhueye nee noyto chan kore ne. Ami tatokhone khabar garam kore nichhee, amra ek songe khabar khabo.” Ami maar katha moton bathroome giye chan kore nilam aar nengto obostha tei baire beriye elam. Baire beriye dekhlam je maa aar didi nengto hoye khabar bebosth korche. Ami maa aar didi ke jigesh korlam, “kee bayapar, tomra dujone ekohono nengto hoye acho? Tomar ki aar kapor porbe na?” Didi bollo, “tate kee hoyeche? Tui o to nengto hoye achis.” Maa bollo, “naa sona, amra bhablam je, jakhon khabar khabar por abar theke amader nengto hote ache takhon abar theke kapor keno poree.” Ami bollam, “theek achchee, ja tomra theek bhabo koro.” Tar por amra nengto hoye ek songe khabar khete laglam. Ami kakhono maar guude ba didir guude rootir choto choto tukro bhore dicheelam aar khanik pore segulo ke bar kore khachiillam. Ei dekhe maa aar didi hense phello aar maa amake bollo, “dekhchee je tor mon ekhono amader guud chude chude bhore nee. Theek achche, khabar ta kheye ne tar por amra abar bichanate shoeye porbo aar dekhbo je tor laurar aro koto dom baki ache. Ami aar Renu amader guud khule shoeye thkabo aar tui amader ek ek kore chude jabi.”

Maar katha sune ekbar henshe dilam aar maa ke bollam, “maa, beshi bolona, Jakhon ulte palte chudbo na tomake aar didi takhon sab challenge deoya bhule jabe. Theek ache dekhe neo ami kakhono pechone hotbo na.” Tar por amra chupchap khabar kheye nilam aar hath mukh dhueye abar theke bedroome paunche gelam. Bedroome eshe didi chat kore bichanate uthe chit hoye shoeye porlo aar mmao didir pashe chit hoye shoeye porlo. Takhon amio maa aar didir majh khane shoeye porlam. Ami jeyee shoeye chee omni du dik theke maa ar didi amar dike pash phire ekta kore paa amar oopor tulke dilo aar hath duto bariye amar laura ta te hath bolate laglo. Takhon amio amar du hath diye maar aar didir ekta ekta mayee tipte laglam. Eibar maa uthe boshe gelo aar didi ke bollo, “kee ichchee ta kee tor? Eibar amar number ache kee na?” Didi takhon hath diye amar laura ta muchrote muchrote maa ke bollo, “kee maa, tumi kiser numberer katha bolcho?” Ami kichu bujhte parchee na.” Maa takhon ektu jhunke didir ekta mayee tipte tipte bollo, “ba re amar chenal meye, nijer choto bhaier laura ta dhore muchrochis aar ami ki bolte chaichee ta bujhte parchis na? Aare ami jante chaee je tui eibareo Bablur laurata diye nijer guud ta choda bee na ami Bablur laurata amar guude dhukiye niye ami guud ta chudiye nee.” Didi takhon maa ke bollo, “na maa, tumi jai bolo na keno, ami eto boro chenal magi noyee je ami tomar guud ta khali rekhe Bablur laura ta ami amar guud diye khete thakee. Tumi aram kore, tariye tariye tomar cheler laura ta nijer guud diye khete paro. Ami shote jachchee, amar bhishon ghoo peyeche.” Didir katha gulo sune maa amake bollo, “chal Bablu, tui eibare amake chude de, amar guud ta mere de. Khabarer aage tor aar Renur choda dekhte dekhte amar guud ta rase bhije giyechilo aar ras gulo ekhono shukoi nee. Amar guud ekhono tor lauara ta khabar janno nal bar korche. Chal eibar bhalo kore amake chude de aar amar guuder jala ta mitiye de baba.”

Barite Chodar Shuk Golpo_4

2011-09-25T03:58:00.000-07:00

Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-4

at 5:27 AM

Ami kunui te bhor diye didi oopore jhunke didi ke jugesh korlam, “didi tumi ready to? Balo na didi tumi ki tomar choto bhaier laurata nijer guuder bhetore dhokanor janno ready?” Takhon ami mone mone jantam je didi aaj amar bara diye nijer chodabar janno ready ache aar amake guud chudte na korte na. Didi amar katha sune amar chokhe chokh diye bollo, “Bablu, ami ki ei somaye na korte pari. Ekhon tui amar oopor chore shuye achis aar amra dujoneye ekebare nengto.” Ei bole didi hath ta bariye amar laura ta dhore nilo aar tar oopor dhire dhire hath bolate laglo. Ami ei bar didir guude angul diye dekhlam je guuder mukhta rase har har korche. Tai dekhe ami amar laura ta hath kore dhore didir guuder phutotar mukhe lagiye dilam. Guuder phuto te bara ta thektei didi Ah! Ahhhhh! Ohhhhh! Korte laglo. Ami aste kore amar komor ta nariye amar bara tar mundee ta dhire kore didir guuder phutor bhetore dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta bhishon tight chilo kintu guud theke eto ras beruchillo je guuder bhetor bhalo bhabe pechol hoye giyechilo. Jei amar laurtar mundee ta didir guuder phuto te dhuklo, didi ekbar lafiye uthlo aar bolte laglo, “bar koreeeeee neeeee Babluuuuuuuuu, amarrrrr guudddddd taaaaaa pheteeee gabeeeeeeee. Babluuuuuuu torrrrrr lauraaaaaaa taaaaa bar koreeeeeee neeee amarrrrrrr guuddddddd thekeeeeee. Issssssssssss, haaaaaaaaaaaa, ohhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaa. Hai more gecheeeee. Amarrrrrrr guudddddd taaaaaaa pheteeeeeee gelooooooooo.” Ami didir thonte chumu diye bollam, “bas bas hoye geche didi, amar sona didi. Aar ektu khani shazzho karo tar por to maza aar maza.” Kintu didi barbar korte thaklo. Tar por ami didir aar kono katha na sune didir duto mayee amar du hathe dhore ekta dhakka marlam besh jore aar amar puro laura ta didir guude char char kore dhuke gelo. Didir guud theke du teen phonta rakto beriye elo. Ami amar puro laura ta didi guude dhukiye didir oopore chupchap shueye thaklam aar hath diye didir duto mayee cahtkate thaklam. Khanik khon pore didi amar talaye shueye shueye nijer komor ta oopor neeche kore narrate laglo. Ami bujhe gelam je didir guuder baytha sesh hoye geche aar ekhon didi amake diye nijer guud ra bhalo bhabe chodabar janno chatphat korche. Amio tai dekhe amar bara ta didir guud theke adekh ta bar kore abar ek jhatka diye puro ta didir guude dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta amar laura ta ke bhalo bhabe dhore rekhe chilo aar tar janno ami bhalo bhabe thap marte parchilam na. Kintu ami rukhlam na aar amar laura ta ke didir guuder bettor bar korte laglam. Dhire ami amar chodar speed ta bariye dilam. Amar chodar speed baranor songe songe didio neech theke amar thaper songe pond tola dite thaklo. Ami bujhte parlam je didir guud ekhon besh jore jore aar ghasha thap khete chaiche amar laura theke. Ami didi ke joriye niye didir ekta mayee amar mukhe pure chuste laglam aar guuder bhetor amar laura ta diye jor jor thap marte laglam. Ekhon amar bara ta khoob bhalo bhabe didir guude dhukchilo aar berochillo. Eibar didio amake du hate joriye chumu khete khete pond tola dite dite bollo, “hai, Bablu, bhishon aram hochhe. Tui amake aro jore jore chude de. Amar mone hochhe je amar guude anek gulo pipre chole berachhe. Tui tor laurar ghasha diye oi pipre gulo ke mere de. Hai chod aro jore jore chod tor didir guud ta ke.” Ami khanik khon jore jore thapabar por didir guude laura ta dhukiye ektu bisram korte laglam. Didi takhon amake chumu khete khete bollo, “kee holo, ruke geli keno? Eibare tui amar guud ta ke bhalo bhabe chude de sona amar. Amar guuder bhetore bhishon chukunu hochhe. Amake chude de amar sona, amar manik, amar guuder raja. Ekhon aar rukhishna amake bhalo kore chod, chod amake. Amake chude chude amar guuder teshta meta.” Ami didir mayee gulo tipte tipte bollam, “didi ami ekhuni chudchi tomake. Amake ektu tomar guuder bhetor amar laurata dhukiye guuder anado ta nite dao. Ami ekhuni tomake chude chude tomar guuder sab charpoka gulo mere dichhe. Tumi aj dekhbe aaj ami tomar guud chude chude guud ta ke phatiye debo.” Didi takhon neech theke komor tola diye bollo, “charpoka gulo pore dekh jabe. Tui aage amake chude de bhalo kore. Jore hore thap mere amar guud ta tui ekhon chod shala bonchoda bhai amar. Guuder jala te ami more jachhee.” Ami takhon didi ke lamba lamba aar ghasha thap mere mere abar theke chudte laglam. Didi amar choda khete khete amake nijer char hath aar paa diye jore joriye dhorlo aar neech theke komor dite thaklo aar guud ta amake diye chodate laglo.

Ami khanik khon didi ke jore jore thapabar por didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kemon lagche, nijer choto bhaier laurta nijer guuder bhetor niye neech theke pond tola dite?” Ami ekhon didir songe puro khule katha bilchilam aar laura ta diye didi ke chudchilam.

"Amara ei kaj ta khoob kharab korechee. Kintu ekhon amar khoob bhalo lagche, bablu. Mone hochhe je ami toke amar guude dhukiye nee” didi amake nijer joriye niye bollo.

Ami abar didi ke bhalo bhabe chodte thaklam. Khani khon pore amar mone holo je eibar amar laura ta nijer pheda bar korbe. Tai ami amar bara ta ke didir guude theke bar kore nijer hathe niye thaklam aar tatokhon dhore thaklam jatokhon na bara ta abar shanto na hoye gelo. Didio bujhte peregiyechilo je ami keno laura ta guud theke bar kore chee aar didi muchki hanshi henshe bollo, “kee holo, mal berobe naki. Tui ki amake aro chudbee. Chal eibar tarataari bhalo chude nijer laura tar pheda diye amar guud ta ke bhore de aar shanto kor nijer laurar aar amar guuder jala.”

"Didi lhanikkhon chupchap shueye thako. Beshi nara chara korle amar bara pheda chere debe” ami didi ke bollam. Khanik pore ami laurata abar theke didir guude dhukiye didi ke chudte laglam.

Didi abar guude amar laura ta niye neech theke komor chalate laglo aar amake bollo, “taratari chod amake Bablu, Amio aar beshikhon guuder jal rukhe rakte parbo na. Amaro hoye eseche. Eibar tui jato jore parish amar guud ta bhalo kore chude de aar amar guuder jal khosiye de aar nijer laurao pheda char amar guude bhetore.”

Ami didir katha sune jeyee amar chodar speed baralam, didi neech theke paa duto tule amar komor ta bhalo kore joriye nilo aar hath diye amake joriye niye neech theke komor tola dite dite amar laura ta guud ke khaote laglo. Khanik pore didi amar laura tar oopore guuder jaler fowara chere dilo aar amake mijer songe chipkiye nilo. Jal khasabar somaye didi amake elo pathare chumu khachhillo. Ami didir guuder jal khasar janno amar bara ta guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye chupchap didir oopor shueye thaklam. Jakhon didi ektu shanto hoye gelo ami abar theke didi ke chudte laglam. Ami didi ke dhire dhire thap mere mere chud chilam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu, kee korchis ta kee? Aar ami sei kakhon theke toke bolchee je amake jore jore thap mere amar guud mar. Amar guuder testa ekhono meteni. Tui tor lauratar gunto gulo jore jore amar guude de. Tor barar guunto gulo eto jore mar jeno amar guud aar tar songe amar jarau obdi phete jak.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ami ebar laurar pheda charbo. Ami amader choda chudi ta beshi someyer janno tante chai aar tai ami tomake aste aste chudchee.” Didi amar katha sune ektu muchkee henshe amake bollo, “eibare taratari chod amake aarnijer mal bar kore amar garam guude chere de. Tor laurar jal diye amar guuder testa meta. Aar tui katokhon nijer didir paa pnahk kore chudbee? Jodi mal berubar hochhe to jore jore chude pheda dhele de amar guude. Anek hoye geche amade aajker choda chudi.” Takhon ami didi ke bhalo kore joriye niye nijer songe chipkiye nilam aar komor chaliye chaliye jore jore thap marte laglam. Didi o ohhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh, haaaaaan airakooooom hiiiiiii bhishon bhalooooo lagcheeeee aaaaaaa marrrrrrr haiiiiiiii isssssssss ceeeeeeee bolte laglo aar pond tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye theke laglo. Jakhon amar pheda porar someye ello to ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kthaye pheda dhalbo. Pheda tomar guuder bhetore chari na laura ta bar anno kotahau?” Didi bolo, “are takhon dhore amar paa duto phank kore amar guud chudchees, aar ekhon jigesh korchees ki kothaye pheda charbo? Amar guuder bhetor nijar mal dhal aar mar guud ta ke shanto kor shala didi choda Bablu.” Didir katha sune amio amar laurata didi guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye amar fowara chere dilam. Amar pheda porar songesonge didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Laura aar guuder jal khasabar por amar ek du jon ke nijer songe chipkiye chupchap pore thaklam aar lamba lamba saansh nite laglam. Khanik por ami laurata ke tene didir guud theke bar korlam. Laura ta berubar somaye ekta pakat kore awaj korlo aar amar netano laura ta didir guud theke beriye elo. Bara ta guud theke berubar songe songe didi bichana theke uthe bathroome chole gelo ar ami bichana te boshe royilam.

Khanik khon pore bathroom theke didi nijer guud dhueye nengto obostha te beriye elo. Ami didi ke nengto dekhe taratari bichana theke uthe didi ke joriye nilam aar chumu khete laglam aar tar duto mayee gulo ke hather modheye niye dhire dhire tipte laglam. Takhon didi amake bollo, “Bablu tor sab kaj hoye jeche ki na? Amar to sab kaj hoye geche.” Ami didi ke chumu khete khete bollam, “didi aaj ke khoob maza kara holo. Didi tumio anado peyecho?” Didi amake chumu khete khee bollo, “amar to aaj khoob bhalo legeche. Ami aage jantam je guud chodano te eto beshi maza eto beshi anando ta hole ami anek aage tor theke amar guud chudiye nitam. Chal akuno kono kich hoye neee. Amar eibar theke suyog peleye choda chudi korbo.” Amra aro khanik khom aram kore paa choriye boshe thanda holam aar amader gayer baitha kama chillam.

Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi eibar ki korte chao?”

Didi amar dike chokh gol gol kore takiye amake jigesh korlo, “mane, tui ki bolte chas?”

Ami bollam, “eibare amara kothaye jabo? Amara ki er por barite bhai aar boner moton thakte parbo?”

Didi takhon amake bollo, “na Bablu, amara er pore abar theke bahi aar boner moton thakte parbo na. Amra nijer hathe bhai boner samporker darja bando kore diyechee. Amader aar pherar path neye. Tui amake didi moton dekhte parbi, amake didir moton shrodhaya korte parbi?”

“Tahole ki hobe?” ami didi ke jigesh korlam.

“Haan, eibar thekhe tui jakhoni amake dekhbee takhon tui nijer baro didi ke dekhte parbi na. Eibar theke theke jakhoni tui amake ekhbi tui dekhte pabee ekta meyechele jake tui nengto kore nijer neecge shueiye guude laur dhukiye take tahpiyechis aar tar guude nijer mal dhelechis. Tui dekhbi je tui amar guud chudechis. Tor mone khali ei katha mone hobe je abar obe ei meyelok ta ke abar theke nengto kore guud chudi. Kee ami theek bolchee ki na?” didi amake chumu khete khete bollo.

“Na didi, eirakom katha noye. Tumi amar kache ekhono didi thakbe” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam.

“Achha, tui ekhono amake nijer baro didi manbee? Kintu ami jani je tui aaj ker por khali bhabee je kata baro chodane magi hochhe ei meye cheleta. Ei meye ta ke chude khoob maza esheche” didi abar theke amake bollo.

“Na didi, tomar dibbee, ami eirakom bhabo na” ami didi ke bollam.

“Na, ami jani je tui ajjker por theke theek ei katha tai bhabee. Obishee tor bhabate amar kichu eshe jabe na. Tobe eitai sattee je aaj theke amar aar tor majhe khali ei sambandho ta theke jabe. Tui aaj amake ek bar chudechees aar tui abar amake chudte chaibee. Tar oopore amio tor kach theke abar theke choda khabar janno uniye thakbo” didi amake bojhate laglo.

“Are tumi amake diye abar theke guud chodate chao, tumi jakhon chaibe amake toyree pabe. Ami sab somaye tomar guude amar laura ta dhokabar janno prastuut thakbo” ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe bollam.

Didi takhon henshe bollo, “haan, eta sattee je ami tor theke abar theke choda khete chaee. Ami jakhon suyog pabo puropuri nengto hoye tor laura ta amar guude nite chaee. Aar eto theek je tuio amake abar theke chudte chas” didi amake bollo.

Ami didi ke abar theke jigesh korlam, “didi rta ki sattee je tumi abar theke amake diye tomar guud chodate chao? Obishee ami to tomake sab samaye chudte chaee.”

“Na Bablu, eta hote pare na. Amra sab someye choda chudi korte pari na. Kintu jakhon syog hobe ami abar theke tor bara ta amar guude bhorte chaee” didi amake chokh mere bollo.

Amra aro khanik khon hoteler ghore bose thaklam aarami didir mayye aar guud niye khela korlam. Tar por amara hotel theke beriye bari chole elam. Sedinkar por theke amader choda chudi shuru hoye gelo. Didi jate amar choda khete khete pet na hoye jaye tar janno lukiye lukiye contraceptive nite laglo. Amara jakhon suyog petam amra choda chudi kortam. Kakhono kakhono amar ek dine du ki teem bar choda chudi kortam. Amader jar garmi uthto se annor kache giye take chudto ba chudiye nito.

Dhire dhire didi khoob chodon baj magi hoye gelo. Jakhon ami didi ke chodbar ichche hoto aar bichanate shuete aram kore choda chudi karar suyog thakto na takhon ami didi ke niye palong, table ba dewaler songe jhunkiye ditam aar pechon theke sari ba skirt ta tule panty ta nabiye amar laura ta didir gude bhore ditam aar thap mere mere didir guuder jal khasatam aar amar laura tar pheda guude dhaltam. Jakhon didir period hoto takhon didi suyog bujhe amar laura ta nijer mikhe dhukiye bara ta ke chuse dito aar sab pheda gulo gat gat kore gile kheye nito. Amader pratibeshi aar amader barir lokra janto je amara sudhu bhai aar bon kintu amader jakhoni suyog hoto to amra amader bara aar guuder milon ghotiye ditam aar bhalo kore coda chudi kortam aar didir guuder gatto ta amar pheda diye bhoriye ditam. Amader din gulo ei rakom bhabe aram se kete gachhillo aar didio guud chodate aar laura chuste ekdom prabeen hoye giyechillo. Kakhono kakhono didi eto guud marate eto pagol hoye jeto je didi amake taka diye bolto, “chal Bablu amra kono hotele giye choda chudi kore ashee.” Amra hotele giye didi aage amake nengto korto tar por nije nengto hoye amake diye nijer guud bhalo kore chosato aar chodato. Amio didir paa duto phank kore aram kore didir guude laura dhukiye didir guud chudtam.

Ek din maa amader partibeshir barite kono pujo te giyechilo aar didi aar ami barite ekla chilam aar amara palonge bichnar oopor aram kore nengto hoye choda chudi korchilam. Didi bichanate shueye tar char hath paa diye amake dhore rekhechillo aar neech komor tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye khachhillo. Ami amar du hathe didi dabka mayee duto muthor bhetore bhore didir guude gadan dichhillam. Amra jantan je pratibeshir bari theke praye du teen ghabte pore asbe aar tai amara moner sukhe chudchilam aar chodachillam. Khanik khon didi amar neeche shueye thap khabar pore didi amake bollom “Bablu, eibar tui bichanate chit hoye shueye por aar ami tor oopor chore toke chudbo. Tor lauratar oopor shoole gantha hoye boshbo. Ami didir katha moton amar laura ta didir guud theke bar kore bichanate chit hoye shueye porlam aar didi songe songe amar oopor du dike paa kore boshe porlo. Tar por didi amar khara bara ta nijer hathe kore dhore guuder mukhe lagiye ekta halka thap mere addek ta laura guud dhukiye nilo. Tar por amar oopor bhalo kore guchiye boshe duto hath amar mathar du dike rekhe amake thap marte laglo aar ami neeche shueye shueye didi mayee duto amar hath niye chatkate laglam. Didi oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha duliye duliye amake chudchilo aar bolchilo, “Bablu re khoob bhalo lagche. Satte tor laura ta ggude niye ami to swarge chole jachhee. Tor laura ta eto lamba je seta amar jarau te thokor marche. Ohhhhh Ahhhhhh mone hochee je ami tor didi noye ami tor kena bandee, tor rand. Chod chod amake tala theke thap mar aar amar guud ta aaj ke chude chude phatiye de.“ Ami didir komor ta amar du hathe dhore neech theke jhatka mre mere didir guud ta ke chudte laglam. Didi oopor theke amake thap marte marte bollo, “Bablu, jadi kakhono choda chudir Olympic Hoye to tui medal pabee. Tui je bhabe amake chudchis komor tola diye ami to ami jekono meye tot samne guud jhule shueye porbe. Ne chal anek hoyeche abar bhalo koe thapa to amake. Amar guud bodh hoye ebar jal khasabe.” Didi amar oopre bose thakate didir peeth ta darzar dike chilo aar ami darzar dike dekhte parchilam na. Amra ek bare janowarer moto choda chudi korchilam. Amader choda chudi anek khon cholchilo bole eibar amra laurar aar guuder jal charar mukhe chilam. Amra bujhte parinee jekakhon ma darza ta khule ghorer bgetore eshe amader chodon lila dekhchilo. Jakhon ami aar didi choda chudi korte korte laurar aar guuder jal khosiye dilam takhon maa amader bollo, “hai bhagowan, tora dujone mile kee korchis?”

Ami aar didi chomke gelam aar tar pore ami aar didi lajja te ek dujon ke chipkiye nilam. Ami amar matha ta ektu uthiye dekhlam je maa ghore bhetore darzar kache danriye ache aar darza bhetor theke bando ache. Maar chokh duto aar puro mukhta ragete lal lal hoye ache aar maar sara shorir ta kampche. Khanik por maa ek jhatka diye maa pechone ghure gelo aar paa patke patke nijer ghore giye darza ta bando kore nilo.

Maa chole jabar por didi nengto obostha te amar oopor shueye shueye kandte laglo. Ami didir choole hath bolate bolate didi ke bollam, “didi, ja habar ta hoye geche. Ekhun tumi kanna bado karo aar amake bhabte dao je amader ki korte hobe." Didi kante kante bollo, “Bablu ami eibar theke maar samne kemon bhabe danrabo? Maa amader kakhono maff korbe na.” Ami didi ke shantona dite dite bollam, “didi, tumi kono chinta koro na. Ami ektu pore maar songe katha bolbo.” Amar katha sune didi nijer kanna bado korlo aar amar oopor theke uthe amar pashe boshe porlo. Didi amar pashe boshteyee ami didir guud ta dekhte pelam. Eisomaye didir guud ta amar laurar guntoo khete khete besh phola phola lagchilo aar tar phuto theke amar laurar aar didir guuder raser mixture gulo aste aste beruchilo. Didi khanik pore bichana theke uthe matite danralo. Didir pa duto amar choda khete khete ekuno kampchillo tobuo didi aste aste jekhane tar kapor chopo gulo chilo hente gelo. Didi kono rakome nijer kapor gulo pore kono rakome ghar chere chole gelo. Pher ami maa songe kee katha bolte hobe bhabte lahlam. Khanik pore ami amar kapor pore maar songe katha bolte maar ghorer dike gelam. Maar ghorer darza bando chilo dekhe ami aste aste khat khatate laglam. Maa bhetor theke bollo, “darza khola ache bhetore chole aaye.” Ami maar ghorer darza ta khule ghorer bhetore dhuke gelam.

Barite Chodar Shuk Golpo_3

2011-09-25T03:55:00.000-07:00

Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-3

at 5:28 AM

Porer robibare sakal bela ami didi ke jigesh korlam ki se amar songe morning show te cinema dekhte jabe kina? Didi hense jigesh korlo, “kon cinema?” Amio hense didi ke bollam, “je cinema tumi dekhte chao, sei cinema jabo.” Didi amake bollo, “ami ki jani je ki ki cinema cholche, aar kon cinema amake dekhate chash?” Ami didi ke bollam, “chalo amra New Empire te jayee. Sekhane cinema ta besh kichu din theke cholche aar sekhane bhir hobe na.” Didi bollo, theek ache chal tahole” didi amar chokhe cholh ekhe bollo. Asole amar to didi songe cinema ta dekhbar khali ekta bahana chilo, amar matha te aro kichu ghurchilo. Cinemar pore ami didi ke niye aro kothau jabar chilo. Gato kaik diner modheye ami koekbar didir mayee tipechee, chushechee. Eibar amar aro beshi kichu chayee, tai ami didi ke cinemar pore aro kotahu niye jete chai chilam. Cinemate ami didi ke bhalo kore chunte parbo aar tar por didi razi hole didi ke anno kothau jabo. Jakhon amar songe cinema jete razi hoye gelo to ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aajke tumi sei diner skirt aar top pore cholo kintu.” Didi ektu muchki hense skirt pore jete razi hoye gelo. Ektu ektu thanda porchilo tai ami aar didi lacket pore nilam.

Ami jantam je cinema te beshi bhir hobe na, kenona cinema ta anek din theke cholchilo. Amra halle paunche ticket niye haller bhetore dhuklam. Jakhon bhetore dhuklam takhon kono cinemar trailor dekhchilo tai hall ta andhokar chilo. Halle giye khanik por chok ta anodhokare adjust hobar por dekhlam je matro gota koyekta lok hall boshe ache. Ami aar didi giye ekta kona dekhe boshe porlam. Amra jekhane boshe chilam tar ashe pashe kono lok chilo na. Ami aar didi seate boshe cinema dekhte laglam. Ami cinema dekhchilam aar amar matha te ghurchilo je aaj ami didi duto mayee amar hathe niye khoob kore tipbo, chatlabo, chusbo aar jodi dadi kichu na bole to didir skirter bhetore hath dhokabo. Ami praye 15 minute obdi chupchap cinema dekhlam tar por samner seate paa choriye boshlam. Renu didi amar dan dike boshe chilo. Ami aste koreamar ekta hath bariye didir janghe oopo rekhe dilam. Tar por ami aste aste skirter oopoer theke didir janghe amar hath bolate laglam. Didi kichu bollona. Didi chupchap boshe cinema dekhchilo aar ami didi uru duto te hath bolachhillam. Eibar ami amar paa diye didir skirt ta aste aste oopore tulte laglam jate ki ami skirter bhetor hath dite pari.

Didi amake rukhlo na baroncho amar kaner kache mukhta niye eshe phisphis kore amake bollo, “Bablu, keu dekhte pabe na to? Dekh sune kor.” Ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “koeu dekhte pabe na.” Didi abar amake bollo, “Bablu screener light ta khoob joralo, ei lighte te je keu amader dekhte parbe.” Ami takhon didi ke bollam, “didi gayer jacket ta khule koler oopor rekhe nao.” Didi khanik pore gayer jacket ta khule koler oopor rekhe nilo. Jcaket ta kole rakhate didir kol aar amar hath jacketer talaye lukiye gelo. Ami takhon amar hath ta aro agiye didi skirter bhetore kore didir paa aar jangh gulo te hath bolate laglam. Didi abar phusphue kore bollo, “keu dekhte pabe na to?” Ami didi ke bujhiye bollam, “didi amder keu dekhte pabe na. Tumi chup kore boshe thako.” Ami hath ta aro egiye niye didir uru dutor bhetor portione hath bolate laglam aar dhire dhire hath ta panty kache egote laglam. Amar hath eto ghure gelo tobuo didir panty obdi paunchulo na. Ami didir kane kane bollam, “didi ektu neeche hoye bosho.” “keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Amar hath tomar okhane pauchoche na” ami aste kore didi ke bollam. Didi amake dhire kore jigesh korlo, “tuj tor hath ta kothaye paunchute chas?” Ami takhon lajja peye bollam, “didi, tumi na…..bujhte parcho na?”

Didi amar katha bujhte pere neecher dike nebe boslo. Amar hath ta shuru theke didir skirter bhetore rakha chilo aar didi neeche hoteye amar hatha ta didir panty te giye laglo. Pher ami hath ta niye giye didir guuder oopore rakhlam aar khap kore didir guud ta dhore nilam. Didir guude hath deoa amar ei prothom. Didir guud ta besh garom chilo. Ami amar ekta angul diye didir guuder chendar oopre aste aste ghoste laglam. Khanik por amar kane phisphis kore bollo, “Bablu, rukhe ja, noyeto amar panty abar puro puri bhije jabe.” Kintu ami didir katha kane nilam na aar didi guuder phutor oopor amar angul cholate thaklam. Didi pher bollo, “Bablu, please, aar korish na, noyto amar panty aar skirt duto abar thke nongra hoye jabe.” Ami bujhte parlam je didi khoob garam kheye geche. Kintu ami etao chaichilam na jakhon amra cinema hall theke berubo takhon didir panty aar skirt ta bhige thakuk. Tai ami khinker janno rukhe gelam. Ami guuder oopor theke hath soriye didir uru duto te hath bolate laglam. Khanik por interval hoye gelo. Interval hoteyee ami aar didi sore boshlam. Ami uthe giye popcorn aar Pepsi niye elam. Tar por ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “didi tumi toilete giye nijer panty ta khule esho.” Didi amake chokh gol gol kore jigesh korlo, “keno, ami amar panty ta keno khule phelee?” Ami takhon henshe didi ke bollam, “panty ta khule nile panty ta bhijbe na.” Didi phat kore jigesh korlo, “aar skirt tar kee korbo? Ami ki otakeo khule ashbo?” “Are ota kono byapar noye. Jakhon tumi toilet theke phire eshe boshbe, takhon boshar aage sjirt ta uthiye boshbe” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam aar chokh marlam. Didi muchkee hense bollo, “Bablu, tui bhishon shaitan aar tor kache sab someye sab kathar uttor ache.”

Ami jerokom bolechilam, didi uthe toilet gelo aar khanikpore phire elo. Ami jakhon didir dike takiye muchkee hanslam to didi lajja te matha neeche kore nilo. Amra abar hall giye boslam. Jakhon didi boste gelo to nijer skirt ta oopore uthiye nilo, kintu puro puri othalo na. Amader jacket gulo amader kole chilo aar mara popcorn aar Pepsi khete laglam. Khanik pore amader popcorn aar Pepsi sesh hoye gelo. Amra abar theke paa duto neeche kore aar choriye boshlam. Khanik pore ami amar hath ta bariye didir kole jacketer tala diye didir janghe rakhlam. Jei amar hath didir janghe chunlo to didi apna apni nijer uru duto aro chotiye khule dilo. Tar por didi nijerpacha ta ektu unchu kore pachar tala theke skirt ta aro oopore tule nilo. Eibar didi cinema haller seate nengto pobde bose chilo. Nangto ponde rexiner seate boste giye ekbar didir thanda laglo tobuo didi aram kore seate neeche boshlo. Ami abar theke amar hath ta didir skirter bhetor theke jangher oopore rakhlam. Eibar am soja suji didir guuder oopor amar hath ta niye gelam. Jei amar hath ta didir nengto guude giye chunlo to didi ekbar chomke uthe jhunke gelo aar abar chup hoye boshe cinema dekhte laglo. Ami aram kore didir nengto guuder oopor hath bolate laglam. Guuder oopor hath bolate bolate ami guuder oopor dike kichu chool che bujhte parlam.

Ami didir nengto guud aar tar ooporer bal niye khela korte laglam. Ami kahkhono kakhono didir khola guud ta ke jor kore amar muthote bhotchilam, kakhono kakhono guuder oopor hath ta ragra chilam aar kakhono kakhono didir guuer konta te angul diye rogre dichhilam. Ami jakhon didir kont ta ke angul diye ghoschilam to didir puro sharir ta kempe kempe uthchilo. Ami tar por aste amar ekta angul didir guuder phuto te dhukiye dilam. Oh Bhagawan!! Didir guud ta bhetor theke khoob garom aar molayam chilo. Guudar bhetore khoos ras bhora chilo. Ami aste kore amar angul ta guuder bhetore aar baire korta laglam. Khanik pore ami amar anno angul ta didi guude pure dilam aar se angul tao aram se didir guude dhuke gelo. Ami duto angule didir guud ta chudte laglam. Khanik ore didir puro sharir ta shakto hoye gelo aar kichukhon pore didi ekdom nistez hoye gelo. Tar por didir guud theke besh khanik ta ras berote laglo. Guuder rase amar puro hath ta bhije gelo. Ami khanik someye rukhe didir guude abar theke duto angul dhukiye aste aste bhetor baire korte laglam. Khaink khon por didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Tar por amar laglo je eibar picture sesh hoye esheche to ami amar hath ta didir guud thkkehotiye nilam. Jeyee cinema ta sesh holo ami aar didi uthe bayre berulam. Baire ashar por ami didi ke bollam, “didi, porer show te je oi seate bosbe tar pant ba sari ta puro puri bhije jabe.” Didi amar katha sune khoob lajja pelo aar matha ta neeche kore nilo. Didi abar theke toilete chole gelo, ami bujhte parlam je hoito didi toilete giye nijer guud ba guuder bal gulo dhuye aar panty ta porte geche.

Cinema hall theke beriye ghori dekhlam je mote aryaeete bejeche. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ekhon mote ariyte bejeche aar maa ekhon bhat kheye ghum dichhe, tumi ki ekhuni bari jete chao? Amar to tomar songe kono private jaygaye jete ichche korche. Tumi ki amar songe kono private jagaye cholbe?” Didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe bollo, “ei private jaygaye jawar ki mane? Arr ami ekhon bari jete chaee.” Ami didi ke bollam, “private mane, kono hotele jaowa. Tumi amar songe kono hotele jabe?” Didi bollo, “hotel? Khali hotel na aro kichu?” Ami didi ke bollam, “haan, khali hotel aar kichu noye.” Didi bollo, “Bablu, hotel mane tui hoteler roome amake niye jete chas?” “Haan ami tomar songe hoteler roome jete chai” ami didi ke bollam. Didi amake pher jigesh korlo, “kintu hoteler roome tui amake keno niye jete chas? Ami didir katha te bujhte parlam je didi amar songe hoteler roome jete chai na.

Takhon ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe bollam, “didi, ekhon obdi ami tomar mayee duto chunchee, tipechee, cahtkechee aar chusechee. Pher aajke ami tomar guud chunchee aar tate angul dhukiye chee. Tumi amake kono badha daonee. Jakhon jakhon ami ei sab korechee takhon amader bhoye chilo je keu amader dekhe na neye. Amra kono din ei sab privacy te korini. Tai ami chaee je amra hotelere ghore jai tate amader puro puri privacy pabo.” Ami eto ta bole chup kore gelam aar didir dike dekhte laglam je didi kichu boluk. Didi kichu bollo na dekhe ami abar didi ke bollam, “eibar tumi ki chao?” Didi takhon amake bollo, “tar mane tui amake hoteler ghore niye giye amake bhalo kore chunte chas. Amar mayee duto chuste parish aar amar payer modheye hath dhukiye maza nite chas.” “Didi tumi ekdom theek bolcho. Ami jakhone toamr gaye hath lagaye takhon kono privacy na thakate amader rukhe jete hoye. Ajjker cinema halle dekho na ki holo,” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam.

Didi amake bollo, “tui amake bhalo bhabe bina bhoye chunte chas. Amar mayee tipte chas, chuste chas aar amar du payer modheye hath dhukiye angul diye maza korte chas?” Takhon ami ektu birokto hoye bollam, “haan, tumi ekdom theek bolcho. Aar jani tumio eita korte chao.” Didi kichu bollo na aar ami didir chup kore thaka ta didir sammati bhebe khushi holam. Didi khanik pore amake bollo, “hoteler ghore tor jaowa mane sab kaj, mane aar ja ja baki ache, amra korbo?” Ami takhon didi ke bojhalam, “haan, kintu jadii chao. Tumi jodi na chao to amra kichu korbo na.” Didi pher bollo, “ami jani na Bablu, eta anek baro risk hochche.” Ami abar didi ke bollam, “are baba, jodi tumi na chao to amra kichu korbo na. Amra tai korbo ja tumi chaibe. Kintu privacy te gele amar kintu tomar mayee gulo chaee. Ami ogulo ke tipbo, chusbo.” Ami bujhte parchilam je didio chai je kno privacy te giye ami tar mayee gulo niye khela kori aar tar guude hath lagiye, angul dhukiye anado kori. Takhon didi amake bollo, “ami kichu bujhte parchi na. Tobe eta theek je ami ekhon bari jete chai na.” Ami bujhlam je didi amar songe hoteler ghore jete chai. Tai ami didi ke ektu jor diye bollam, “chalo amra hotele jayee.” Amar katha sune didi amar songe hoteler janno cholte shuru korlo.

Didi amar songe hotele jete razi hoyate ami khoob khushi hoye gelam aar taratari didi ke niye hoteler dike hantte laglam. Ami eto ta bujhte parchilam je didi amake diye mijer mayee aar guud ta bhalo chonate chai aar chata te chai aa hoyeto pore amake diye nijer chodate chai. Ei sab bhabte bhabte amar laura ta khara hote laglo. Ami mone mone bhabchilam je aaj ami didi ke puro puri nengto kore tar mayee aar guud chudbo aar tar take chudbo. Ami bhishon khushi chilam aar garam hochhillam. Ami jantam je cinema haller kache emon duto teente hotel ache jekhane ghar ghanta hisebe pao jaye. Amar bondhura aage oi hotele nijer meye bandhobider niye geche. Ami sei hotel gulor modheye ekta hotele didi ke niye gelam aar receptionte giye katha bole banano nam aar address likhiye dilam aar ghore bhara tao diye dilam. Tarpor hoteler attendent amader ekta ghore paunche dilo. Jei attendent chole gelo ami uthe ghorer darja bhalo kore bondo kore dilam. Pher sab jalna gulo halo check korlam aar tate parda gulo bhalo koretene dilam. Etokhon didi ghorer majhkhane danriye danriye amake dekhchilo. Didi kichu bujhte parchilo na aar chupchap danriye chilo. Tar por ami ghorer attach bathroome gelam aar bathroomer light ta jaliye bathroomer darja ta adhek ta bando kore dilam. Bathroomer light thakate ghore besh light aschilo. Tarpor ami ghorer light ta off kore dilam. Didi eibar aram kore ghorer bichanar kone boshe porlo. Ghore ligt kam chilo kintu amra ek dujon ke bhalo bhabe dekhte pachhillam. Ami tar por amar shirter botam gulo aste aste khulte laglam aar didi ke bollam, “didi, tumio nijer kapor chopr khule nao.” Ami bhabchillam je didi amake kapor khulte dekhe nije theke kapor khule debe. Didi amar dekh dekhi nijer kapor khulte shuru kore dilo. Ami jeyee amar pant ta khule phellam to dekhlam je didi nijer bra aar panty ta khulche. Panty ta khule eibar didi amr samne ekdom nengto hoye gelo. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aajke amake diye nijer guud chodabe. Ami dhire dhire bichana diker egote laglam aar giye didir kache boshe porlam. Bichanate boshe ami didi ke joriye dhorlam aar tar por didi ke amar du payer majhkhane danr koriye dilam.

Ghorer halka alo te ami amar nengto didi ke bhalo dekhte laglam. Aajke ami prothom bar didir mayee gulo ke khola obostate dekhchillam. Ami aaj obdi didir mayee gulo kaporer oopor theke chustam aar suyog pele ektu kapor ta hotiye mayee chustam. Aajke prothom bar didi baro baro mayee dekhe amar to laura ta ekdom khara hoye gelo aar tar chenda theke ras berote laglo. Didir baro baro mayee, patla komor aar bhari bhari pacha gulo ke nengto dekhe amar to obostha khoob kharab hoye gelo. Ami aste kore amar hath ta bariye didi mayeer oopor bolate laglam aar aste aste tipte laglam. "Didi tomar mayee gulo bhison sundor. Koto narom tabuo khara khara hoye ache aar kato molayam” ami didir mayee tipte tipte bollam. Didi amar katha sune muchkee hansi hense dilo ar nijer hath ta uthiye mar du kandhe rekhe dilo. Ami kakhono kakhono neeche jhunke didir mayeer bonta gulo te chumu khachhillam. Khanik pore ami didir ekta bonta amar mukhe niye chuste laglam aar amar bonta chosate didi ekbar kempe uthlo. Ami amar mukh ta aro khule didir mayee ta aro amar mukher betore bhore ami chuste laglam. Amar anno hath ta didir anno mayee te chilo aar ami setake dhore chatachhillam. Ami khanik pore amar hath ta neeche dike niye gelam aar didir guud ta amar mutho te bhore kaclate laglam. Guud ta kachlate kachlate ami amr ekta angul dhire kore didir guuder chenda te dhukiye dilam. Angul ta guude dhokanor por ami angul ta aste aste bhetor bar korte laglam. Ami bujhte parchilam je aaj didi amake diye guud ta marabe.

Khanik por ami amar mukh ta didir mayee theke soriye didi ke ishara kore bichanate shute bollam. Didi amar ishara bujhe chupchap bichanate shueye porlo aar amio didir pase shuye porlam. Ami didir pase shoyar pore ami didi ke joriye nilam aar tar thont duto chuste laglam. Amar hath duto abar theke didir mayeer oopore chole gelo aar ami didir duto mayee mutho kore dhore tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono chatlate laglam. Ekhon didir mayee tipte ba chatkate amar kono bhoye korchilo na, karon karur ashbar chilo na. Didi mayee chatkate chatkate ami didi ke bollam, “didi tomar mayee dutor kono jawabab neyee. Bhishon sundor aar khara khara mayee duto tomar. Ichchee korche je ami tomar duto mayee kheye nee.” Ami mukhta neeche kore didi mayeer ekta nipple amar mukhe bhore nilam aar setake aste aste chuste laglam. Khanik por ami amar ekta hath neeche niye giye didir guud aar tar baler songe khelte laglam. Khanikkon pore ami amar ekta angul didi guude dhukiye dilam aar setake gol gol ghorate laglam abar bhetor bar korte laglam. Lhanik khon pore didir guud theke har har kore chatchate ras berote laglo. Guuder ras chara dekhe ami bujhte parlam je eibar didir guud ta amar choda khabar janno toyree. Amio anek khon theke didir oopore chore didir guud ta chudbar janno astheer hochhillam. Ami khanik khon didir mayee aar guud niye khela korlam ar tar por ami didi gayer songe chipke gelam.

Barite Chodar Shuk Golpo_2

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Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-2

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Porer din jakhon ami aar didi balcony te danriye chilam takhon didi amake jigesh korlo, “Bablu, kal raate amara aro ektu hole dhara pore jetam. Amar bhishon lajja korchilo.” “Haan ami jani aar kal raater por theke ami bhoshon lajjito. Tomar bra ta eto tight chilo je ami tomar braer hook ta lagate parchilam na” ami didi ke bollam. Didi takhon amake bollo, “hhan, amaro braer hook ta lagate hath pechone korte khoob obubide hochhillo aar bhishon lajja korchilo.” “Kintu didi tumi to roz tomar bra ta paro, takhon kemon kore hook lagao?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. Didi bollo. “mane amra roz roz …………” pher didi chup kore gelo bodh hoye bujhe giyechilo je ami thatta kirchi tar por abar bollo, “tui eta pore bujhte parbee.”

Pher ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tomake ekta katha jigesh korbo?” Didi phat kore bollo, “hhan, jigesh kor.” Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, "tumi samne hook deoa bra keno poro na?” Didi takhon muchki hansi henshe amake bollo, “eta ekanto private bayapar. Ei proshnor ami kono jawab debo na.” Ami takhon didi ke bollam, “didi, tumi jano je ami ekhon aar choto noyee tai tumi amake bolte paro.” Takhon didi amta amta kore bollo, “kenona……..kenona……kono bishesh byapar noe!! Haan, ekta karon hochhe je samne hook deoa braer khoob dam. Amai chat kore didir ekta hath dhore bollam, “eta kono byapar noye. Tumi paisar janno ghabrio na. Ami tomake jato paisa lage debo.” Amar katha sune didi muchki hansee hense bollo, “acchha, tor kache bujhi anek pisa ache? Chal amake ekhuni 100 ta taka de.” Ami takhuuni amar purse ta bar kore didir hathe ekta 100 takar note diye bollam, “nao, tomar katha moton ami tomake 100 ta taka dilam.” Didi 100 takar note ta phiriye diye bollo, “are na na, ami taka chai na. Ami to tor thatta korchilam.” Ami taka ta abar didir hathe diye bollam, “ami kintu thatta korchi na, ami kintu serious. Didi tumi na koro na aar ei taka ta amar kach theke niye nao.” Didi khanik bhebe amar hath theke 100 takar note ta niye bollo, “theek ache Bablu, ami toke dukkho dite chai na aar tai ami tor taka ta niye nichhee. Kintu mone rachis je ami ei prothom aar sesh bar tor theke taka nichhee.” Ami didi ke “thank you” bollam aar balcony theke Hall ghore jete laglam. Bhetore jabar somey anmi didir kane kane bollam, “didi khali kalo ronger braa kinbee. Amar kole romger bra ta beshi pachondi hoye.” Didi aktu hense bollo, “shaitaan!! Tor dekhchee je didir undergarmenter protee khoob ekta akorshon.” Amio hense didi ke bollam, “didi aro ekta katha mone rekho. Kalo ronger braer songe kalo ronger panty tao kine neo.” Didi amar katha sune khoob lajja peye gelo aar praye daure bhetore maar kache chole gelo.

Porer din bikele didi nijer kono bondhur songe phone te katha bolchilo. Ami shunte pelam je didi take niye market jete chai. Didir bondhu pore confirm korbe bole phone ta rekhe dilo. Khanik pore ami didi ke ekla peye didi ke bollam, “didi, amio tomar songe markete jete chai. Tumi ki amake tomar songe market niye jete paro?” Didi khanik khon bhabar por amake bollo, “kintu Parho, ami to amar bandhobeer songe katha bole niyechee aar se amar songe bikele markete jabe bole amader bari asche. Tar oopor ami ekhuno maa ke bolini ki ami marketinge jachhee.” Ami didi ke bollam, “theek acchhe, tumi giye maa ke bolo je tumi amar songe bazare jachcho. Dekhbe maa razi hoye jabe. Tarpor amar baiyere giye tomar bandhobee ke phone kore debo je marketing programme ta cancel hoye geche tar aar asar darker neyee. Theek ache na?” Didi aste kore hense bollo, “haan, eta theek ache. Ami giye maar songe katha bolchee,” aar didi maar songe katha bolte chole gelo. Maa jeyee sinlo je didi amar songe market jacchhee, maa razi hoye gelo.

Sei din bikele ami aar didi eksonge kaporer bajar gelam. Market jabar somay buse te khoob bhir chilo aar ami theek didir pechone danriye chilam tarjanno didir pacha amar janghe te ghasa kha chhilo. Market teo khoob bhir chhillo. Ami sab somey didir pechone cholchilam jate kono lok didi ke dhakka na marte pare. Amra jakhono kono footpather dokane danriye kono jinish dekhchilam takhon didi amar gayer songe lete danra chilo aar tar janno didir mayrr aar uru duto amar gayer songe chunchhillo. Jakhon didi kono dokane danriye kono kapor dekhchilo to ami didir pechone ga ghenshe danriye amar khara laura ta didir pacha te chonachhillam aar kakhono kakhono didir pacha te hath buliye dichhillam. Amar ei rakon korchilam aar bahana chilo bajarer bhir. Ami bhabhchilam je amar seduction ta didi kichu bujhte parchena aar bhabhche bajarer bhirer janno ami ei rakon korchee.

Ami ekta jeaner dokan theke ekta jeaner pant aar duto T-shirt kinlam aar didi ekya gulabi ronger salwar suit, garomer janno ekta skirt aar top aar duto T-shirt kinlo. Amra markete aro khanik khon ghurlam. Eibar praye sondheye 7.30 beje giyechilo. Didi amake sab thole gule dhoriye diye dilo aar amake bollo, “tui ektu aage giye amar janno rukhe thak, ami ekhuni aschee” aar didi ekta footpather dokaner dike chole gelo. Ami dokan ta bhalo kore dekhlam je ota meyeder undergarmenter dokan. Ami muchki hansi henshe aage chole gelam. Ami dekhlam je didir mukhta lajja te lal hoye giyeche aar se amar dike takiye takiye dokandarer songe katha bolche. Khaink khon pore didi dokan theke phire elo aar amar hathe ekta bag dhoriye dilo. Ami didi ke dekhe ekbar muchki hanshlam aar kichu bolte jachhillam ki didi amake bollo, “tui ekhon kichu bolish na aar chuchap amar cholte thak.” Amra chupchap cholte laglam. Ami ekhuni bari jete chaichilam na aar ami didir songe ekla aro khakhon somaye kata te chaichilam. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi chalo amara giye leker dhare bosi aar bhelpuri khayee.” "Na, deri hoye jabe” didi amake bollo. Kintu ami didi ke abar bollam, “are chalo na didi, ekhuno khali sondheye 7.30 bejeche. Aar amra khanikkhon leker dhare bose bhelpuri kheye bari chole jabo. Tachara maa jane tumi amar songe bajare eshecho, tai maa chinta korbe na.”

Didi khanik bhebe bollo, “theek achche, chal leker dhare giye bosi.” Didi amar katha te razi hoya te ami koob khushi hoye gelam aar amra dujone leke dike hente jete laglam. Market theke leke jete praye dash minute lage. Amra aage giye ekta bhelpuri walar kach theke bhelpuri nilam aar ekta joler botol kine nilam tar por giye leker dhare boslam. Amra leker dhare pasa pasi paa choriye bose chilam. Amader chardhare besh kichu jhop moton gach chilo. Leker dhare besh thanda thanda hawa cholchilo. Ek kothaye somaye ta khoob romantic chilo.

Ami aar didi bhelpuri khachhillam aar katha bolchilam. Didi amar ga ghense bose chilo aar ami kakhono kakhono didir mukher dike dekhchilam. Didi aaj ke ekta kalo ronger skirt aar ekta grey ronger dhile top pore chilo. Ek bar jakhon didi bhelpuri khachhillo takhon khoob jore hawa dilo aar didir skirt ta uthe giye didir uru duto khule porlo. Didi nijer khola uru duto dhakar janno kono tara lagalo na. Didi aage roye shoye bhelpuri ta khelo aar hath ta tomale muchlo tarpor skirt ta neeche kore seta ke payer modheye phansiye nilo. Amra jekhane bose chilam sekhane besh andokar chilo, tobuo chander alo te ami didir kala gacher moton lamba aar besh bhara bhara uru duto bhalo kore dekhte pelam. Didir khola aar chander alote chomke thaka uru duto dekhe ami besh garam hoye gelam. Jakhon didir bhelpuri sesh hoye gelo to ami didi ke bollam, “chalo didi, amra giye oii baro jhoper pechone bosi.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. Takhon ami didi ke bollam, “jhoper pechone amra aram kore boste parbo.” Takhon didi boolo, “keno, ekhane ki amra aram kore bose neyee?” “Haan amra arame bose achchee, tobe jhoper arale amader keu dekhte parbe na” ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe aste kore bollam. Takhon didi akta mishtee hansee hense amake bollo, “Bablu, tui anno loker chokher arale giye amar songe leno boste chas?” Takhon ami didir ekta hath dhore didi ke bollam, “didi tumi jano je ami keno tomar songe anno loker chokher arale giye boste chai.” Takhon muchki hansi hense bollo, “theek achche, kintu khoob alpo someyer janno. Amader emnite deri hoye geche aar amader bari phirte hobe” aar didi uthe baro jhop gacher pechoner dike hante laglo.

Amio taratari uthe sab bag gulo uthiye didir pechone pechone hanta shuru koe dilam. Baro jhop tar pase aro ekta jhop gach chilo aar tate tar majh khane besh khanik ta jayega khai chilo. Ami okhane giye dekhlam je ekhane bosle keu amader dekhte parbe na. Ami giye sei jaygaye aage bag gulo rakhlam aar tar por bose porlam. Didio eshe amar pase boshe porlo. Didi amar kach theke praye ek feet dure boshlo. Ami didi ke amar aro kache boste bollam. Didi ektu sore eshe amar kache eshe boshlo aar eibar amader kandh gulo chuunte laglo. Ami didir gala joriye didi ke aro amar kache tene nilam. Ami khanik khon chup chap boshe thaklam aar didir kaner kache mukh niye giye didi ke bollam, “didi, tumi bhishon sundor hochho.” “Achha, Bablu eta ki theek katha?” didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe jigesh korlo. Ami didir kane amar thonta lagiye didi ke bollam, “didi ami thatta korchi na. Ami tomar janno pagol hoye achchee.” Didi make dhire kore bollo, “Oh! Bablu………” Ami abar didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam, “didi, ami ki tomake chumu khete pari?”

Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer matha ta amar kandhe rekhe nijer chokh duto bando kore nilo. Ami didir mukhta amar hath niye amar dike korlam to didi ekbar chok ta khule amar dike takalo aar abar chokh duto bando kore nilo. Ami etokhon didi ke joriye boshe boshe besh garam hoye giyechilam aar ami amar thont didir thonter oopor rekhe dilam. Oh! Bhagawan, didir thont duto khoob rasalo aar garam chilo. Jeye amar thont didir thonte chuunlo didir gala theke ekta asposhto awaj berulo. Ami didi ke khanik khon dhore chumu khete laglam. Chumu khete khete ami aro garom hoye gelam aar bujhte parlam je didio besh garom hoye geche. Didi amar dan dike boshe chilo aar ami amar ekta hath diye didir baan diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Ami ekhane khoob aram kore didir mayee tipchilam karon ekhane maa kono bhoye chilo na. Ami khanikkhon didir mayee didir kaporer oopor theke tiplam tarpor amar ekta hath didir topser bhetore niye gelam aar didir braer oopr theke mayee tipte laglam. Toper bhetor hath dhukiye mayee tipte amar ektu asubidhe hochhillo tai ami tper bhetor theke hath bar kore didi top ta komorer kach theke aste aste oopore othate laglam. Topta book obdi tule ami abar theke didir duto mayee amar du hather muthote niye tipte laglam.

Didi amake rukh chilo aar ami kichu na sune didir mayee duto jore jore braer oopor theke tipte thaklam. Didir mukh theke khali asposhto awaj beruchillo. Ami amar hath ta didir peethe niye gelam aar braer hook ta khulte laglam. Jeye ami braer hook ta khule delam to bra ta mayee theke jhule porlo. Didi ekhono amake kichu bolchilo na. Ami hath duto abar aage niye eshe bra ta didir mayeer oopor theke sariye diye mayee duto nengto kore dilam. Eibar ami prthom bar didir khola mayee te hath lagalam. Jeye ami didir khola mayee te hath lagalam to didi ekbar kempe uthlo aar amar hath duto nijer mayyer oopor chepe dhorlo. Ami eto khone khoob garam hoye giyechilam aar amar laura ta khara hoye giyechillo. Ami eto garam khe giyechilam je amar matha kaj korchilo na aar ami bhabchillam je didir samne bose bose amar laura ta pant theke bar kore laura ta kheenche dee. Kintu ami ekhon ekhane laura kheenchte marte pari na. Ami tai didi khola mayee duto mutho kore dhore jore jore tipte laglam aar kachlate laglam. Kakhono kakhono ami nipple gulo amar ungule modhhe niye nipple gulo chatkachillam. Nipple gule etokhon tepa tipi te sakhto hoye danriye chilo. Nipple tepa te didi chatphat kore uthchilo. Ami aro khanikhon didir khola mayee duto chatkanor por mukhta neeche didir ekta mayeer bonta ta nijer mukhe bhore nilma aar nipple ta chuste laglam. Didi ekhono chokh bando kore amar hath diye nijer mayee tepachhillo.

Jakhon amar mukhta didi mayeer bonta giye laglo to didi ekbar amar dike chokh khule takalo aar dekhlo je ami tar nipple mukhe niye chuschee. Ei dekhe didi aro garom khe gelo. Eibar didi jore jore saans nite laglo aar tar puro sharir ta norte laglo. Didi amar duto hath jor kore dhore nilo. Ami takhon didir duto mayee eker por ekta chuste thaklam. Eibar didir shrir ta aro jore jore norte laglo aar gala diye nana rakomer awaj bar korte laglo. Pher didi hatat amake jor kore ankre dhorlo aar khanik por ekebare sjanto hoye gelo. Amar mukh ta to neecher dike chilo mayee chosar janno ami takhon ekta anno rakomer sundor gandho amar nake pelam. Ami bujhte parlam je didi guudr jal khosiyeche. Ami bhabte laglam, Oh my god! Oh my god! Ami didir mayee futo tipe chotke aar chuse chuse guuder jal khasalam? Ami amar hath ta mayee theke uthiye didir hath duto dhore alto kore tipe dilam aar tate chumu khelam. Pher amai amar hath ta didir peter oopor rekhe dhire dhire bolate laglam aar dhire dhir skirter elastic bander oopor niye gelam.

Didi amar hath ta dhore bollo, “na, hath ta aar neeche niye jas na.” “Keno” ami didi ke jigesh korlam. Didi takhon amar hath duto dhore bollo, “na, neeche hath dish na, Neeche ekhon khoob nongra hoye ache.” Ami jhat kore didir gale ekta chumu kheye didir kane kane bollam, “nongra? Nongra keno achche, tomar guuder jal khosheche kee?” Takhon didi mukhta neeche kore aste kore amake bollo, “haan, amar guuder jal khoshe geche.” Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi, amar janno tomar guuder jal khoshlo?” “Oh Bablu, haan tor janno amar guuder jal khosheche. Tui amar mayee gulo neye eto khelle je ami aar nijeke dhore rakhte parlam na” didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe amake bollo. Mai tab muskura kar didi se pucha, “didi tumhe achha laga?” Didi mujhe pakar kar chumte hue boli, “haan, tor mayee tepa, mayeer bonta tana aar mayee chosha khoob bhalo legeche aar tar theke beshi bhalo legeche amar guuder jal khashano.” Aaj didi amake prothom bar chumu khelo. Didi nijer kapor chopor theek kore uthe danriye porlo aar amake bollo, “chal Bablu, aajker janno eto sab kara anek hoye geche. ke liye itna sab kafi hai aur humlogon ko ghar bhi lautna hai.”

Ami didi ke abar joriye dhore chumu khelam aar tar por ami aar didi leker theke rasar dike hante laglam. Ami bazarer sab bag gulo uthiye niye chilam aar didir pechone pechone hante laglam. Khanik ta chalar por didi amake bollo, “Bablu, amar cholte bhishon osubide hochche.” Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “keno kee holo?” Didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe bollo, “neeche khoob kharab bhabe bhije geche aar amar panty ta ekebare rase jab jab korche tar janno amar cholte bhishon ocsubide hochche.” Ami takhon hense didi ke bollam, “sory didi, amar janno tomar ei osubida hochche.” Didi takhon amar hat ta dhore bolle, “seta kono katha noye. Ei bhool ta khali tor aklar noye. Ei bhoolete amio saman bhabe responsible.” Amra abar chupchap cholte lahlam aarami bhabhchillam je kemon kore didir osubide ta hata te pari. Amar matha te hatat ekta katha elo. Ami khat kore didi ke bollam, “didi, ek kaj kara jak. Oi okhane ekta public toilet ache. Tumi okhane giye nijer bheeje panty ta palte nao. Tumi ekhuni tomar guuder rase jab jabe panty ta khule je natun panty kinecho seta pore esho. Ami eikhane danriye tomar apekhha korchee.” Didi amar dike takiye amake bollo, “Bablu, tor mathar idea ta khoob bhalo. Ami ekhuni giye amar bheeje panty ta palte aschee.” Amra hantte hantte public toileter kache paunchulam aar didi amar kach theke bra aar pant bag ta niye toilete chole gelo. Jakhon didi toilet dike jete laglo ami dhire kore didi ke bollam, “didi tumi jakhon nijer ras jab jabe panty ta change korbe takhon nijer bra tao change kore niyo, tate jana jabe je bra tar size theek theek kina.” Didi amar katha sune hense dilo aar bollo, “tui bhishon shaitan aar smart hochhis” aar didi lajja peye toilete chole gelo.

Praye 15 minuter por didi toilet theke phire elo aar amra bus stpoer dike cholte laglam. Amra bus taratari peye gelam aar bus ta praye khali chilo. Ami buser ticket niye didi songe pechone giye bose porlam. Seate boshar por ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Didi amar dike takiye henshe dilo. Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “Maine phir didi se pucha, “bolo na didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Takhon didi dhire kore bollo, “haan Bablu, ami amar bra tao change kore niyechee.” Ami abar didi ke bollam, “didi ami ki tomake ekta request korte pari?” “kee” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami tomake notun bra aar panty te dekhte chai” ami didi ke bollam. Didi songe songe amake jigesh korlo, “kee, ekhane, tui amake ekhane bra aar panty pore dekhte chash?” Ami didi ke bujhiye bollam, “na, na ekhane noye. Ami barite tomake bra aar panty te dekhte chaee.” Didi amake abar jigesh korlo, “bari te, barite kemon kore toke bra aar panty pore dekhabo?” “Eta kono boro katha noye. Maa ekhon barite ranna korche aar tumi kitchene giye nijer kapor change korbe. Jerakom tumi roz change koro. Kintu jakhon tumi kapor change korbe, kitcheners parda ta ektu khule rekho. Ami hall ghore boshe tomake bra aar panty te dekhe nebo.” Didi amar katha sune bollo, “jani na Bablu, tobuo ami chesta korbo.” Pher amra chupchap barite paunche gelam.

Amra barite paunche dekhlam je maa kitchene ranna korche. Amra aage 5 minute obdi ektu rest korlam pher didi nijer maxi niye kitchene kapor change korte chole gelo aar ami hall ghore boshe thaklam. Kitchene giye parda ta tanlo aar parda tanar somey ektu phank chere dilo aar amar dike muchki hanshi henshe amake chokh marlo. Ami chupchap amar jayga theke uthe parda kache danriye porlam. Didi amar theke matro 5 feet doore danriye chilo aar maa amar dike peeth kore danriye ranna korchilo. Maa didi ke kono katha bolchilo. Didi aage amake dekhlo aar tar por maar dike takiye maar songe katha bolte laglo. Tar por didi nijer paroner top ta kandh kheke nabiye du hathe dhore seta matha diye galiye khule phello. Top ta kholar songe songe ami dekhte pelam je didi aajker kena notun bra ta pore ache. Didi ke notun bra pore khoob bhalo dekhachhillo. Top kholar por didi hath diye skirter elastic ta dhile kore diye sjirt ta paa goliye khule phello. Eibar didi amar samne khali bra aar panty pore danriye chilo. Didi ke khali bra aar panty pore bhishon sexy lagchilo. Aajke didi ekta lace lagano sexy bra aar tar songe matching panty kine chilo. Didi ke bra aar panty te dekhe amar to puro paisa oosul hoye gelo. Didir bra te eto beshi net lagano chilo je rannaghorer light te ami didir mayeer halka badami ronger aureola ta pshto bhave dekhte pachhillam. Didi panty ta eto tight chilo aar tate eto net lagano chilo je ami didir guuder phuto ta ashpashto bhabe dekhte pachhilaam aar tar songe songe guuder duto thont gulo dekhte pachhilaam. Ami jante parlam na ami kato khon dhore didi ke bra aar panty pora obosthate haan kore dekhlam. Didi ke dekhte dekhte aamr bara ta panter bhetor lafalafi korte laglo aar tar chenda theke harhare jal berote laglo. Amar duta paa kampte shuru kore dilo.

Jatokhon didi kapor change korchilo didi amar dike ekbaro takalo na. Bodh hoye didi nijer choto bhaier samne khali bra aar panty pore thakte lajja lag chilo. Ekbar didi amar dike takalo ar ami songe songe didi ke ishara kore bollam je ekbar pechon phire danrao. Didi dhire dhire pechone phire danralo kintu mukhta maar dike rakhlo. Ami didi panty pora obostha te pechon theke dekhte laglam. Panty ta bhison tight chilo aar seta didir pacha te besh bhalo bhave ente boshe chilo. Ami didir panty Dhaka pond ta dekhchilam aar mone mone bhabhchilam je jodi ami didi ke puro puri nengto dekhi to ami panter bhetore te laura theke pheda chere debo. Khaik pore didi abar amar dike ghure danralo aar maxi ta porte jabar aage amar dike takiye ishra te boolo je ami jeno okhan theke chole jayee. Ami didi ke ishara kore bollam je bra ta khule amake nengto mayee gilo dekhate. Didi amar dike takiye muchki henshe maxi ta pore nilo. Ami tobuo ishara korte laglam kintu didi amar katha sunlo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aar kichu dekhabe na aar ami pardar kach theke shore elam aar bichanate boshe porlam. Didio nijer kapor gulo niye hall ghore chole elo. Nijer kapor gulo almari te rekhe didi bathroome chole gelo.

Ami didi ke khali bra aar panty pore dekhe khoob garom kheye giyechilam. Amar laura ta pheda bar korar janno lafalafi korchilo ar tar janno amake bathroom jabar chilo. Amar mathate aajker bikel theke ekhon obdi san ghatana gulo ghurchilo. Ami taratari bichana theke uthe aajker marketinger bag theke didir ras jab jabe panty ta bar kore amar panter pockete dhukiye nilam aar taratari bathroome giye darza ta bando dilam. Tar por amar pant ta khule didir panty ta bhalo dekhte laglam. Dekhlam je jekhane guuder phuto ta chilo sekhane khanik sada sada garho charchate ras lege ache. Pamtyta naker kache niye didir guuder raser gandho ta shunkte laglam. Edike ami ek hath diye amar khara laura tar hath bolachhillam. Didir guud theke berono raser gondhe ami pagol hoye jachhillam. Ami panty tar guuder phutor jaigaye jeev diye chat lam. Guuder raser taste satee khoob bhalo aar tate mon matano ekta sondha sondha gandho. Ami panty ta chat chilam aar bhabhchilam je ami didi guud ta chat chee. Ami ei bhabhte bhabhte amar bara theke mal phele dilam. Ami bara ta noriye noriye mal gulo phele dilam aar tar por pechhab kore bara ta dhue pant porlam aar bathroome theke beriye elam. Bathroom theke berubar somay ami didir panty ta abar amar pockete rekhe nilam.

Khanik pore jakhon didir nijer bhije panty tar katha mone porlo to giye bage te khunjte laglo. Kintu didi bagete panty ta pelon na. Amake ekla peye didi amake bollo, “Bablu, ami bagete amar bhije panty ta pachhina. Otake amat kachte hobe.” Ami didi ke kichu bollam na aar muchki muchki hanste laglam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu tui hans chis keno? Ete hansbar kon katha holo?” Takhon ami didi ke jigesh korlam “didi tomar chara panty diye tumi ki korbe? Tumi to tar badole notun panty peye gecho.” Takhon didi kichu bujhe amake bollo, “Bablu, panty ta tui niyechiiis kee?” Ami didi ke bollam, “hhan tomar ras jab jabe panty ta ami niye niyechee.” “Kintu keno?” “Otake ami amar kache rakhbo bole tomar gift hisebe.” Takhon didi bollo, “Bablu, ota nongra hoye ache.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi panty ta parishkar kore niyechee.” "Kakhon? Kemon kore?” didi amake jigesh korlo. Ami didi ke bollam, “ota ami tomake pore bolbo.” Eibar maa ranna ghore theke hall ghore eshe gelo aar amar aar didir katha bado hoye gelo.

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Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-1

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Hi! Amar naam Partho hochhe aar amake barite sabai Bablu bole dake. Amar boyesh praye 21 bachar hochhe. Amar didir naam Renu hochhe aar didir boyish praye 26 bachor. Didi amar theke praye 5 bachor baro hochhe. Amra ekta middle class family aar ekta choto flate Kolkata te thaki. Amader bari ta choto, tate ekta hall/dining room duto bedromm aar ekta kitchen ache. Amader barite bathroom bolte khali ekta aar tate sabai jaye. Amader baba aar maa dujoneyee chakri kore. Didi amake Bablu bole dake. Aar ami take didi boli. Shuru shuru te ami sexer bishoye bishesh kichu jantam na. Karon ami kakhono co-education te poronee aar amader barir kache pithe kono meye amar boyshee chilo na. Tai ami ekhono kono meyer songe sexer maza nee ni aar ami kono din kono nengto meye dekhe chee. Haan ami kakhono kakhono prono magazine te nengto meyer chobi dekhechee. Jakahan amar boyish 14 holo takhon amar modhe meyeder pratee akarshan jagte laglo. Amar chokher samne khali amar Renu didi chilo. Didi matha te praye amar saman chilo, gayer rang besh farsha, lal tuktuke patla thont duto, matha te lamba ghono kalo chool, dekhte aar figure ta anekta Hindi cinemar Zeenat Aman moton. Haan didi mayee gulo besh chunchlo aar baro baro aar segulo ke dekhleye mone hoye je ekhkhuni hathe niye chatkaee.

Amar ekhono mone achche je ami amar jiboner prothon keenchee didi nam niye. Ek robibare jeyee didi bathroom theke berulo ami chat kore bathroome dhuke gelam aar taratari amar jama kapor gule phelte laglam. Amar khoob jore pechchab peye chilo. Pechchab korar por ami amar dhon ta niye khelte laglam. Hatat amar chokh porlo didir khule phela kapor gulor opor. Dekhi je didi chan korar por nijer gayer nightgown ta rakha ache. Ami jeyee nightgown ta tullam to dekhlam je tar talaye didir kalo ronger bra ta pore ache. Ami jeyee didir kalo ronger bra ta hathe nilam amar laura ta apna apni khara hote laglo. Ami nightgown ta tullam aar tar theke didir neel ronger panty ta pore gelo. Ami khunke panty ta tule nilam. Eibar amar ek hathe diir bra aar anno hathe didir panty ta chilo.

Ohh Bhagawan! Didir anatarbas gulo hathe niye ki bhison maza lagte laglo. Ami bujhte parchilam je eii bra ta kichukhon aage porjonto didir mayee te lege chilo aar eii panty ta kichukhon aage didur guuder songe lepte chilo. Ami ei katha gulo bhabhchilam aar bhetor bhetor garam hochhillam. Ami bujhte parchilam na ami didir bra aar panty gulo niye ki kori? Ami bra aar panty ta niye ghuriye phiriye sab dik theke chulam, chumu khelam, chatlam aar na jani ki ki korlam. Ami bra aar panty ta amar khola barar opor ghoslam. Bra ta ke niye amar booker oopor rakhlam. Ami amar kkhara barar oopore didir panty ta porlam. Porar songe songe seta amar bara oopore tent moton hoye thaklo. Tarpore ami didir nightgown ta bathroomer dewaler songe ekta hangere te tangalam. Tarpor kapor tanganor clip diye bra ta booker kache atke dilam aar panty ta nightgowner majhkhane atke dilam. Eibar amar mone kote laglo je didi bathroomer dewalr kache danriye amake tar bra aar panty ta dekhache. Ami taratari giye didir bra ta chuste laglam aar mone mone bahbhte laglam je ami didir mayee chuschee. Ami amar khara leura ta didir panty te ghoste laglam aar mone mone bhabhte laglam je ami didir guude leura ta dhukiye didi ke chudchee. Ami eto garam hoye giyechilam je amar bara ta bhishob bhabhe phule giyechilo aar khanik pore bara theke jiboner prothom mal beriye gelo. Amar bara theke beruno pheda te didir bra aar panty bhije gelo. Sei dinprothom bar amar mal berulo aar ta berulo didi nam kore.

Amar prothom mal beruno ta eto beshi chilo je amar paa duto jawab diye dilo aarami nijer payer oopor danrate parchilam na. Amar chokher samne andhokar hoye giyechillo. Ami chupchap bathroome bose porlam. Kichukhon pore ami suth hote ami uthe taratari chan korete shuru kore dilam. Showere chan kore ami besh fresh hoye gelam. Chan korar por ami didir nightgown ta dewal theke nabiye tar theke bra aar panty duto khule nilam aar segulo theke amar mal gulo jal diye dhuye dilam aar segulo jekhane chilo ami abar theke rekhe dilam. Sedin kar por theke amar laura kheenchar somaye didir bra aar panty niye nitam. Haan, eirakon kore kheenchar suyog khali robibare hoto. Kenona, robibare ami didir chan korar chan kortam. Robibare ami ghum bhangar pore chupchap shoye thaktan aar dekhtam je kakhon didi bathroome jaye. Jeyee didi bathroome jeto ami bichana theke uthe portam aar didi bathroom theke berule ami jhat kore bathrrome dhuke portam. Amar maa aar baba roz sakal sakal bela bichana chere ditto aar jakhon ami uthtam takhon maa kitchene jalkhabar ranna korte thakto aar baba baire balcone te bose paper porte thakto ba bazare giye dinkar bazaar korto. Robibar ta chere ami jakhoni bara kheenchtam takhoni bhabhtam je ami amar bara ta didir ras bhora chamchamer moto guude dhukiye thapachhee. Shuru shuru te ami khali bhabhtam je jakhon didi nengto hoye tkhon dekhte kemon lage? Pher ami ei bhabhte laglam je didir guude bara dhukiye thapate kemon lagbe. Ami kakhono kakhono sapno te didi ke nengto kore chudtam aar jakhon ghum bhangto takhon dekhtanm je ami amar bichanate shoye achee aar amar under pant ta puro puri bheeje geche. Ami kakhono amar moner katha ba amar sapnor katha kauke bolini ba didi amar kono katha janto na.

Ami amar schooler parashona shesh kore college jete laglam. College te kichu meye bondhu hoye gelo. Du ekta meye bondhur songe ami ek du bar choda chudir anando nite laglam. Ami jakhoni kono meye bondhu ke chudtam takhon ami bhabhtam je mara bara ta amar didir ras bhortee guude dhokano achche. Ami bar bar chesta kortam je amar mon ta didi opor theke sore jak kintu ta hochchillo na. Amar mon ghure phire bar bar didir dike chole jeto. Ami dine 24 ghanta didi bishoye aar didi ke chudbar bayapare bhabhte thaktam. Ami jato khon bari te thaktam ami didir dike takiye thaktam, kintu amar moner bayapar ta didi kichu janto na. Jakhon didi nijer jama kapor charto ba maar songe kitchen kichu kaj korto ami chup chap didi ke dekhtam aar kakhono kakhono ami didir booker sundor gol gol aar khara khara mayee gulo dekhte petam, obishee blouser oopor theke. Didir songe choto flate thakate amar kakhono kakhono khuub labh hoto. Kakhono akhono amar hath didir gaye lege jeto. Ami sab samaye didir gol gol aar khara khara mayee aar pacha chonbar janno pagol hoye thaktam.

Amar khali someyte ami balcony te danriye rastar lok der dekhtam aar jakhon amar didi amar pashe danrato ami tar mayee dhire dhire choonbar janno chesta kortam. Amader barir balcony ta besh shoru chilo aar emon chilo je tar puro lambai ta amader galeer dike chilo aar tar shoru kona te danrale rasta dekha jeto. Balcony ta eto shoru chilo je dujon lok pasha pashi ga ghenshe danriye rasta dekhte peto. Ami jakhon balcony te danriye rasta dekhtam takhon amar hath duto booker oopor bendhe rakhe balconeer railinge bhor diye rasta dekhtam. Kakhono kakhono didi amar pashe eshe danrato. Ami ektu shore giye didi ke danrate ditam. Ami emon aste kore ghure danratam je didi ke amar songe gaye ga lagiye danrate hoto. Didir baro baro mayee duto amar booker eshe lagto. Amar hather angul gulo jegulo railinger oopore thakto didir mayee te chuunto. Ami amar angul gulo aste aste didir mayeer oopore bolatam aar didi ei bayapar ta janto na. Ami angul diye chuunye chuunye dekhtam je didir mayee duto kato narom aar molayam kintu tobuo didir mayee duto sab samaye khara hoye thakto. Kakhono kakhono ami amar hath diye didir pacah duto chuuntam. Jakhon didi amar pashe eshe danratao ami eorakom kore didir sexy sharir ta sate aste chuntam.

Ami jantam je amad didi amar bayapar kichu bojhe na. Ami jantam je didi eta bujhto na je tar choto bhai tar sharirer anache kanache ichche kore hath lagaye aar bhai take ekebare ulongo dekhte chai, take nengto kore chudte chai. Kintu ami bhool jantam. Ekdin didi amake dhore nilo. Seyee din kitchene giye kapor change korchilo. Hall aar kitcheners majhkaher parda ta ektu sore giye chillo. Didi amar dike pechon phire nijer kurta ta khule niyechilo aar amar chokher samne didir bra te Dhaka mayee gulo chilo. Rozkar moton ami T.V.dekhchilam aar chokh ghuriye didi ke dekhchilam. Hatat didi samner dike dewale lagano aina te dekhte pelo je ami tar dike haan kore dekhchee. Didi dekhlo je ami tar bar Dhaka mayee gulo dike takiye achee. Phere ainar modheye amar aar didi cholh mile gelo. Ami lajja peye amar chokh ta ghuriye abar T.V. dekhte laglam. Amar buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Ami bujhte pere giyechilam je didi jante pere geche je ami tar mayee dekhchilam. Ami bujhte parchilam na je eibar didi ki korbe? Didi ki amar katha maa aar baba ke bole debe? Naki didi amar opor rag korbe? Amar matha te ei sab prashno ghurte laglo. Ami abar theke didir dike takabar sahas korte parchilam na. Seye din aar tar por 2-3 din ami didir kach theke dure dure thaklam. Didir dike takalam na. Aei du teen dine kichu holo na. Ami khushi hoye gelam aar abar theke chupichpi didir dike takate laglam. Didi amake 2-3 bar hathenahte dhore nilo je ami tar dike chupichupi dekhchee kintu didi kichu bollo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi bujhe geche je ami kee chai aar se amake kono kichu bolbe na. Didi amar songe ba anno karur songe ei bishoye kono katha bollo na. Eta amar kache khoob aschorjor bayapr chilo. Jak jato din didi kich na bole ami didi ke chupee chupee dekhte thaklam.

Ek din ami aar didi aager moto balcony te danriye rastar lok er dekh chilam. Didi amar hather songe sente danriye chilo aar amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghurchillo. Ami bhabhchilam je hoyto didi eta jane na je amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghora phera korche. Ami eta ei janno bujhchilam je amar angulo didir mayee te chala sattaeo didi amar songe sente danriye chilo. Kintu ami eta bujhe giyechilam je jakhon didi amake aage kono din toke nee ami aram kore didir mayee gulo chuunte pari aar didi amake kichu bolbe na. Amra balcony te gaye ga lagiye danriye chilam aar katha bolchilam. Amar amader colleger aar sports niye alochona korchilam. Amader balconyr samne ekta goli chilo bole amader balcony ta besh andokar chilo.

Katha bolte bolte didi hath diye amar angulo gulo ke dhore nijer mayee theke alda kore dilo. Didi nijer mayeer oopor amar anguler chalaphera bujhte pere giye chilo. Didi khanik khoner janno katha bola bando kore dilo aar tar sharer ta besh shakto hoye gelo. Kintu didi nijer jayga theke norlo na aar amar hather songe sente danriye royilo. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar amar sahash bere gelo. Tar por amai amar hather puro panja ta didir gol gol molayam aar khara khara mayee oopor rekhe dilam. Ami bhison bhoye pachhilam. Ke jani didi amake ki bolbe? Amar puro sharir ta bhoye aar uttejona te kampchilo. Kintu didi amake kichu bollo na. Didi khali ekbar amake dekhlo aar abar rasatr dike dekhte laglo. Ami bhoye te didir dike takate parchilam na aar amio rasatr dike takiye chilam aar amar hather panja diye didir mayee ta te dhire dhire hath bollachillam. Ami aage hather panja diye didir ekta naram mulayam mayee te hath bolachhillam. Tar por dhire dhire ami ekta mulayam aar khara mayee ta ke hather muto te niye jore tipte laglam. Didi mayee gulo besh baro baro chilo aar amar ekta hather panja te antchilo na. Ami aage didir mayee ta neech theke dhorchilam aar tar por hath ta aste aste oopore niye gachhillam. Kichukhon por didir kurta aar bra oopor theke mayee tipte tipte bujhte parlam je didir mayeer nipple ta sakhto hoye danriye geche tar mane didi amake diye mayee tepate tepate garam hoye geche. Didir kurta aar brar kapor gulo khoob molayam chilo aar tai ami dekhte pelam je didir mayeer nipple duto sakhto hoye ekta choto rubber moton danriye ache. Ohh Bhagaban! Amar mone hote laglo je ami sarge achee. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar sarger such hochhilo. Didir mayee gulo ke bhalo kore chonbar amar aai prothom abosar chilo ar ami bujhtei parlam je ami katokhon dhore didir mayee tip chee. Aar didio amake ek barer janno mana kore nee. Didi chupchap amar pashe danriye danriye nijer mayee amake diye tepachhilo. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar leura ta khara hote laglo. Ami khoob aram paachhillam aar ei bhebhe aro khoshee hocchhillam je amar theke 5 bachorer baro didi chupchap amar pashe danriye nijer choto bhai ke diye nijer mayee tepachhillo. Ami janjina je ami aro katokhon didir mayee tiptam tobe khanikkhon pore maar galar awaj pelam. Mar awaj peteee didi amar hath ta aste kore mayee theke hatiye diye maar kache chole gelo. Se rate ami ekdom ghumote parinee. Sara raat khali didir molayam lmalauam khara khara mayee er katha bhabhchillam.

Porer din ami rozkarer moton balcony te danriye rastar lok dekhchilam. Kichukhon pore didi balcony te eshe amar theke 2-3” duure danriye thaklo. Ami du teen minute obdi chupchap thaklam aar didir dike dekhte thaklam. Didi amar dike dekhlo. Ami halka bhabhe muchkee hanslam, kintu didi palte muchkee hanslo na aar rasatar dike takiye danriye royilo. Ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aro kache esho na.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami chunte chai” ami parishakar bhabhe didi ke kichu bolte parchilam na. “Kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol” didi amake bollo. Takhon ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “ami tomar doodh duto chunte chaee.” Didi amake abar bollo “kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol.” Takhon ami didir dike takiye muchki hense aste kore bollam, “ami tomar buker oopor gol gol khara khara molayam mayee duto chunte chaee ar se gulo chatkate chaee.” “Kintu ekhuni maa aste pare” didi takhon muchkee hense bollo. Ami talhon abar muchkee hense didi ke bollam, “maa ele amra aage theke jante parbo.” Amar katha sune didi kichu bollo na aar nijer jayegaye danriye thaklo. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please, didi aro kache esho.”

Talhon didi amar kache chole elo. Didi amar khoob kache danriye chilo, kintu tar mayee kalker moton amar hather kache chilo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi amar ga ghenshe danratae lajja pachhe. Ekhon obdi didi amar kaar ga ghenshe danrato ajante. Kintu aaj jene bijhe amar ga ghense danrate didi lajja pachhe, kenona aaj didi jane je ga ghense danrale ami ki korbo. Jei didi amar kache eshe danralo ami taratari didi ke hathe kore dhore nijer kache aro tene nilam. Eibar didir mayee gulo kalker moton amar hathte chunchillo. Ami praye panch minute obdi chup kore thaklam aar tar por amar hath ta didir mayeer oopor niye gelam. Didir mayee chunte ami kalker moton sarager sukher anubhuti pelam. Ami prothome didir mayee duto aste aste hath bolalam atr por jore jore ami didir mayee duto tipte laglam. Kalker moton didi aajkeo patla kaporer kurta aar tar talaye bra porechilo. Patla kaporer oopor theke didir mayeer bota duto khara hoba ami besh bhalo kore bukhte parchilam. Ami eibare amar angul diye didir mayeer bota gulo tipte laglam. Ami jato bar didir mayeer bota gulo tip chilam tato bar didi ektu nore chore uthchillo aar didir mukh ta lajja te lal hoye jachillo. Khanik por didi amake phisphis kore bollo, “ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Aste aste tep, lagche.” Didir katha sune ami didi mayee duto aste aste tipte laglam.

Ami aar didi mayee tepa tipi korte korte altu phaltu katha bolchilam jate jadi keu dekhe to bujhbe je amar kono bishoye alochona korchee. Asole ami takhon didir mayee duto kakhono aste aste aar lalhono lalhono jore jore tip chilam aar chatkachillam. Khaink por maa bhtor theke didi ke deke nilo aar didi taratari bhetore chole gelo. Amar didi modheye emni 2-3 mayee tepatipi chollo. Ami roz sondheya bela didir mayee tiptam aar didi amar pashe danriye amar hath diye nijer mayee duto tepato. Kintu ekta problem chilo, emni kore mayee tepatipi te ami didir mhali ekta mayee tipte partam. Mane jakhon didi amar bayen danarato to ami didir dan diker mayee ta tiptam aar jakhon didi amar dan dike danrato to ami didir ban diker mayee ta tiptam. Asole ami kintu didir duto mayee amar duto hather muthote niye tipte aar chatkate cahichilam. Kintu balcony te danriye eta sambhov chilo na. Ami eta niye du teen din chinta korlam.

Ek din sondheye bela ami hall ghore bose TV dekhchilam. Maa aar didi kitchene raater khabar ranna korchilo. Khanik pore didi nijer kaj sesh kore hall te esho boshlo. Ami halle te bichanar oopor dewale helan diye paa choriye boshe chilam. Didi ranna ghor theke eshe amar kache bichanate boshe porlo. Didi khanikkohon TV dekhlo aar tar por paper niye nijer mukher oopor paper ta porte laglo. Kichukhon papaerer samne page ta porar por didi paperer pata palte bhetorer patar news gulo porte laglo. Didi bichanate paa mure bose chilo aar amar paa duto didir gaye chuunchilo. Ami amar paa duto aro ekto ehiye dilam aar tate amar paa eibar didi urute chuunye gelo. Maa kitchene ranna korchilo aar ami amar samne bosa didi ke dekhchilam. Aajke didi ekta kalo ronger T-shirt porechilo aar T-shirter kapor ta khoob patla chilo. T-shirter ooper theke ami didir bra ta dekhte paachillam. Ami didir sexy peeth aar kalo ronger T-shirt aar tar bhetore bra ta dekhte dekhte amar matha ghure gelo aar mar matha te ekta dushti budhhe khele gelo. Ami aste kore amar ekta hath didir peethe rakhlam aar T-shirter oopor theke didir peethe hath bolate laglam. Jei amar hath didir peethe laglo omni didir sharer ta ektu kempe uthlo. Didi takhon phisphis kore amake jigesh korlo, “Parho, tui eta kee korchis?” “Kichu naa, khali tomar peethe ami amar hath ta ghoschee” ami didi ke bollam. "Tui ki pagol hoye giyechis? Maa ekhuni amader dujon ke ranna ghor theke dekhe phelbe,” didi abar amake aste kore bollo. "Maa kemon kore dekhbe?” ami didir peethe hath bolate bolate aste kore bollam. "Tui kee bolte chas?” didi amake abar theke jigesh korlo. "Ami bolte chai je tomar samne paper ta khola ache aar jodi maa ranna ghor theke dekhe to khali paper ta dekhbe,” ami didi ke aste kore bollam. "Tui bhishon smart aar shaitan hochhis” didi amar dike takiye muchki hansi hense bollo.

Phir didi chup kore nijer samne paper ta bhalo kore choriye paper porte laglo. Amio chupchap nijer hath ta didir masreen peethe bolate laglam aar kakhono kakhono amar angul diye T-shirter oopor theke didir bra ta chuunte laglam. Kichukhon pore amai amar ekta hath didir dan diker bagol kache niye gelam aar bagoler char dhare hath bolate laglam. Ami bagoler kache du teen bar hath ghuriye amar hath ta aro ektu khani bariye amar hath ta didir dan diker mayeer oopore rakhlam. Jei amar hath ta didir mayee te gelo didi ekbar ektu kempe uthlo. Ami tar por aram kore didir dan diker mayee ta hather muthote bhore tipte laglam. Khanikhon dan diker mayee ta tpar por ami amar anno hath ta bariye didi anni diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Emni koe ami amar du hath diye didir duto mayee eksonge tipte laglam. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer samne paper ta tule paer ta porte thaklo. Amar sahas aro khanik ta bere gelo. Ami nijer jayga theke aro ektu egiye didir T-shirt ta peechon theke ektu ektu kore tule laglam. Didir T-shirt ta didir pachar talaye chepe chilo bole beshi oopore uthlo na. Ami ektu jor lagalam kintu kono labh holo na. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please didi, ektu dao na………” Didi amar katha bujgte pere ektu aager dike jhunke pacha ta tule nijer pachar tala theke T-shirt ta bar kore dilo. Ami abar theke didir peethe oopor neeche hath bolate laglam aar khanik pore amar ekta hath didir T-shirter bhetore dhukiye dilam. Offffff! Didir peeth ta koto molayam aar polished. Ami aste aste didir peeth theke didir T-shirt ta tule diye didir peeth ta nengto kore dilam. Eibar didir mayeer kichu kichu bhag ta didir braer ass pass theke dekhte pelam.

Ami eibar amar duto hath didir khola peethe aar braer oopore ghorate laglam. Jei ami didir bra ta chuunlam didi kapte laglo. Pher amar hath duto braer pas theke aste aste egiye egiye didir bagol obdi niye gelam. Tar por ami didir bra Dhaka duto mayee amar du hathe dhore jore jore chatkate laglam. Didir mayeer bota duto ei samay khoob bhalo kore khara khara chilo aar sehulo ke angul diye tipte khoob bhalo lag chilo. Ami takhon aram kore didir duto bar Dhaka mayee duto hather muthote niye tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono bota duto angul duiye dhore tante laglam. Maa ekhono ranna ghore ranna korchilo. Amar maa ke parishkar bhave ranna gjore kaj korte dekhte pachhilam. Maa kakhono kakhono amader dike dekhe nichhilo aar maa khali didir paper pora dekhte pachhilo. Maa amader dekhe eta bujhte parchilo na je hall ghore ami aar didi bichanate bose mayee tepar sukh neechhilam aar didi nijer mayee amake diye tipiye tipiye mayeer sukh nichhillo. Ami didir mai tipte tipte ei bhebe khooshi hochhilam je barite maa thaka somaye kemon kore didi amake diye mayee tipye tipiye mayeer sukh niche.

Ami ei swrano abosar charte chai chilam na. Ami abar amar hath duto didir peethe niye elam aar didir peeth aar braer hooker oopor hath bolate laglam aar dhire kore didir braer hook ta khulte laglam. Didir barer hook ta khoob tight chilo aar tai hook ta taratari te khool chil na. Jato khone didi bujhte parto je ami tar braer hook ta khulchee ami didir braer hook ta khule dilam aar tar starp duto didir du bagole kache jhulte laglo. Didi amake mukh ghuriye kichu bolte jachhilo kintu tatokhone maa ranna ghor thke hall ghore eshe gelo. Ami taratari didir theke nijer hath ta tene didir T-shirt ta neeche kore dilam aar khola bra ta T-shirt diye dekhe dilam. Maa hallghore esje bichanar pass theke kichu jinish nicchilo aar didir songe katha bolchilo. Didio paper theke mukh na uthiye maar songe katha bolchilo. Maa amader karyo kalap kichu bujhte parlo naa aar abar ranna ghore chole gelo. Ma jakhon abar ranna ghore chole gelo to didi amake phisphis kore bolle, “Bablu amar braer hook ta abar theke lagiye de.” "kee? Ami ei tight braer hook ta lagate parbo na” ami didi ke bollam. "Keno, tui hook ta khulte parish aar lagate parish na? Didi ektu garam sure amake bollo. "Na se katha noye, tomar bra ta bhishon tight" ami didi ke abar bollam. Didi paper porte porte bollo, “ami kichu janina, tui amar braer hook ta khulechis tai tui amar braer hook ta lagabee” didi abar amake bokuni dite dite bollo. "Kintu didi, tomar braer hook ta tumio lagate paro?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. "Pagol, ami hook ta lagate pari na. Hook lagate hole amake paper ta neeche korte hobe aar maa dekhte pabe je ami tor kache bose ei somaye braer hook lagachee. Tate maa bujhe jabe je amra etokhon kee korchilam. Bujhlee?” didi amake bollo.

Ami kichu bujhte parchilam na je kee korbo. Ami didir T-shirter bhetore niye giye braer starp duto dhore pechon dike tante laglam. Jakhon starp ektu pechone elo to ami hook ta lagabar cheste korlam. Kintu bra ta eto tight chilo je ami hook ta tene lagate parchilam na. Ami bar bar chesta korchilam kintu hook ta lagchilo na. Maa ranna ghore raater khabar praye praye baniye niye chilo ar maa kakhono hall ghore aste pare. Didi lhinlhon obdi chupchap bose royilo tarpor amake bollo, “hat boka chele, ei paper ta dhor amar samne. Amakiye braer hook ta lagate hobe.” Ami didir bagoler tala theke haat duto bariye paper ta didi mukher samne dhorlam aar didi hath duto pechone kore braer starp duto tene hook ta lagate laglo. Ami didir pechoone bose bose hook lagano dekhte laglam. Didir bra ta eto tight chilo didiro hook lagate osubide hocchillo. Khanik pore didi braer hook ta lagiye nilo. Jaiye didi barer hook ta lagiye hath ta samne anlo aar ami amar hath ta pechone korlam omni maa ranna ghor theke hall ghore eshe gelo. Maa bichanate didir pashe bose didir songe katha bolte laglo. Ami bichana theke uthe bathroomer dike chole gelam kenoa amar laura ta khoob garam hoye giyechilo aar ekhuni hath na marle ami khete boste partam na.

Bondhur Bow ke Choda

2011-09-24T09:30:00.000-07:00

Bondhur Bow ke Choda

sorkari chakri kori. pari different district e jaoa hoi. kisu din age gesilam jamalpur. beparta emon je, amar sathe amar colleague er family o ache. tader bari jamalpur. khali gari jabe tai amar colleague tar pura family amar sathe jutie dilo. tar boro bon maa baba bou ar tar koler baccha. micro bus, driver er pase lieakot (amar colleague) er baba, 2nd row te tar maa and boro bon. sobar pise beg ar malpotrer chapa chapite ami ar mrs.liakot o tar chele.AC micro bus holeo pison porjonto AC cover temon kore na! bikel kore journey suru. dhakar trafic er jai obostha city par hote hote already ondhokar. samne chachi amma ar boro apa ghumie gese. driver to gari chalache ar chacha ki kore jani na. mrs.lieakot er nam nila. uni kisuta ghoromei hok ar bacchar jonnai hok sojag. amar ar onar body ekdom laga. maje maje amar dhon to khara hoie. abar norom o hoe jai. ektu norlai onar osobida. mone holo bacchar dud khaonor somoy hoese. amar dike takie ektu hasi die uni onar sarir niche baccha ke dukie diesen. bujlam onar hasir mane holo apni edik takaben na.ami onake ektu comfortable feel korar jonne dure chepe nijeke position korte gie ter pelam amar haater konoi ekhon onar dude thekse. uni amar dike takacen na but samano kashi dilen. joto bar gari jakuni khai onar duder sathe sathe amar hat o. ami ar onar dike takai na. ekhon jakuni na kheleo ami hater konoi die bar bar narachi. bujlam onar korar kisu nai bole uni chup.bacchar khaoa ses. uni ekhon take kole rekhesen. mojar bisoi holo onar blouse kintu uni atkanni. ami onar dike hasi die bollam haat ta pisone die bosi. uni amar dike boro chokh kore takalen.ami sit er sathe hat die onar kaad bora bor kore haat rakhlam. joto bar jakuni hocche icche korai haat onar kade fele dicchi. kono reaction na dekhe ami onar gare hat rakhlam. jamalpur pousate beshi deri nai. ja korar er moddai kora lagbe. sobai ghume. onake ektu tight kore dhore kase ene garer upor die buke hat dukie nipple e sursuri dite laglam. uni prothome ki korbe bujte na pere sore jete chachilen but beg ar maal potrer jonne tao korte parlen na. baddho hoe amar dike juke roilen. amar sondheo hocchilo driver buje fele kina. driver er back miror die. but eto ondhokar je seta somvob na.ami aramse dud tiptesi ar maje maje mukhe die sarir upor kiss dichi. bujlam uni ar kisu korben na. amar dhontake ber kore onar hate dhorie dilam. uni upor nichu kore khechte laglen. uuff ki je daron. sukh beshikon soi na. amra bari chole aslam. tara tari du jone kapor thik korlam. amar sorkari rest house uthar kotha. but chacha chachir samanno onurode ami raji hoe gelam. just sujog kujsilam kokhon nilar ghuder test nibo.amar dhon tokhono khara. precum e underware to vije gese.amake guest room dea holo. ami room e gie change holam. lungi ar ekta fotua. khabar jonne dak porlo. khub alpo somoy naila onek kisu ready kore felese. sobai khacchi. amar thik samne naila boseche. ar ki sahos kore dilam pa agie. dekhi naila laf die uthlo. or pase tar boro apa. bollo ki hoese? naila bollo na kisu na. ami amar moto kore khacchi. pa die already tar sari uthie raner pa bulacchi. naila pison kore bosar karone or gude nagal pelam na.salar kopal eto kharap je rate boro apa ar naila eksathe sube. mejaj ghorom. amar dhoner to aro. khara hoe ase! ki kora sot fot korte korte ghumie poresi. ses rate ghum vangse. uthe toilet gelam. toilet eke bare ses prante. toilet jete hole amar room par hoe jete hoi ektai toilet. toilet ses kore ase sue asi. cari dike prai sokal hoe gese. kokhon je ghumie gesi kheal nai. pore chacha deke tule bollen onar kon dur somporke relative sick. onader jete hobe. basai naila thakbe. gari ta jeno onader dai. ami to moha khushi bolar agai bollam nie jan.naila ami onader dorjar samne theke hashi mukhe bidai dilam. ami ghore dukhe gelam. naila dhorja bondo korar sathe sathe nailake jorie dhorlam pioson theke. naila just ekta nighty pora. amar dhonto khara hoe ase. bujlam se just peticot pore ase. dude tipe die bollam naila cholo amar room e. se pison morar sathe sathe take kole nie amar room e.naila jora jori korse. bolse na na please emon korben na. ami apnar friend er wife. eta thik na. please amake sere din. ke kar kotha sune. ami to tar mukhe kiss ar dud gulo dolai malai korsi. jor kore or duhat dudike dhore ami chitkar kore bollam chup kor. dhong koris na toro iccha ase. ekloge kori tui o moja pabi amio pamu. jamela koris na. amar kothai mone hoi naila voi paese. ar ki chup. ami ek jatkai tar nighty khule fellam. bisal bisal dud tar. mukhe nie chuste thaklam. dekhi dude vije jacche. peticuter fita khule tan die paer kase namie disi.niala sudu aramer chote uuuuaaaaaaaaahhhhhh sobdo kortre laglo. pa die peticut falie die amar khara dhon or du pare maje fit korlam. duta thap ditai puro dhon nailar gude. ahh ki ghorom norom pisla! ami somane thapacchi. nailar mukhe thothe kamor dicchi ar naila citkar kore bolse aro jore jore. paser room theke bacchar kaanar sobdo paoa jacche. naila bole age santi die ne tarpor jacchi. ami bisanai sulam se amar upor uthe ghorar moto kotokkhon chalao. salir dhom ase. tarpor ami pison theke marlam. pari 25 min pore amar dhon theke ek gada maal ber hoe nailar sara gude pae ar bisanai porlo. ami amar vija dhonta tar mukher kase ene bollam ne poriskar kore de. naila mukhe nie somosto ta chete dilo.ami sue asi naila chole gelo. mone porlo amar lungi dorjar kase fele esechi. aste aste gelam dorjar kase. lungi nie ferot asar somoy dekhlam naila tar baccha ke dud khaoaccche. salar amar dhon seta dekhe abar gelo khara hoe. ami arekta dud mukhe nie chuste thaklam.naila tar bacchake dud khaoacche ek hate ar ek haat die amar dhon take tipe dicche. bacchar dud khaoanor por bacchake pase suie amra dujon arekta round dilam. bikel bela gari na asa porjonto prai 5 6 bar chuda chudi kore amar room ami chole aslam.

Amar friend bashae nei. No problem, or thakar kotha o na. Karon eta chilo amader arrangement. Tao bhablam, o ki pore emotional hoye mind change korlo naki? Gelam upor e or bedroom e, dekhi or wife dressing table er shamne boshe chul brush korche. Ready hocche, ajke raat er jonno, amar jonno.Beshi details diye apnader shomoi noshto korbo na. Ager raat e amader friends der moddhe poker game cholchilo. Khelata exciting korar jonno, shesh deal e amra decide korlam, char jon er moddhe je jitbe, shey tar left side e bosha player er bou ke ek raat chudbe. Amar pasher friend er bou er naam Joya. Amar raji hote dui second o laglo na, excitement e nijer bou er kotha bhulei gelam. Plus oi magi re already Dhaka shohor e koto public na jani chudse, amader divorce almost finalised. With nothing to lose, and Joya’s ass to gain, aramse raji holam khelae, ebong jiteyo gelam. Baki duta friend khubi jealous hoye takiye thaklo, Joya ke chudar iccha ki shudu amar i? But or husband dekhi bapar ta khub casually nilo, tai bhoi pelam, bata abar pore mind change korbe na to?Back to Joya. Husband dhaar er kache nei, kintu Joya ki janey actual ghotona? Amake ki permission dibe? Blue sharee pore o dekhi tokhono chul niye basto, amake dekheo ki na dekhar bhan? Ufff, nil sharee te okey ja lagchilo, o raji hok ar na hok, ajke okey bhalo moto chudbo. Ei chance life e ashbe na, or jamai er permission to pei gechi, dorkar holey rape korbo okey.Ektu kashlam, dekhi o ghure takalo. Uthe daralo, figure ta jotil. Ki description dibo, amar pokkhe ei mey ke describe kora shombhob na. Koto din na bhebechi, okey pele ei korbo oi korbo, kichu baad rakhbo na or, kintu ekhon tension e mukh khule kichu bolteo parchi na. Most importantly, o ki janey kano ami ekhane?Joya khub mishti ekta hashi diye bollo, uff, o ki abaro tash e hereche, tai na? Ei jonno ajke kichu na bole bari theke beriye gelo, mood off. Jottoshob, idiot ekta.Ami to ki bolbo bujhei pacchi na. Bole ki, tar mane ageo public amar moto situation e Joya ke peyeche? Kintu er mane ki? O raji? Buk amon kapche, mone hoi heart attack hoi obosta. Joya amar shamne darano, kemne ki kori, koto je ideas tokhon mathae, ki je figure, sharee ta pore to ekdom perfectly shob bujha jacche. Kache gelam, or chul e haat buliye bujhlam, ektu agei shower theke beriyeche, ekhono shampoo er smell chul e.Or dressing table er mirror tar shamnei dariye chilam or dike takiye, hothat mirror e chokh porlo. Sharee ta amon tight kore pora, mirror e pachar shape ta darun lagche. Ar kisher soft romantic chinta, okey shokto kore komor e dhore ghuriye, pacha ta amar dike korlam. Or pet e ek haat diye rub korchi, tarpor ek taan diye shari petticoat shob tullam pichon theke. Pacha, forsha, norom, Joyar pacha.Or vodar upor diye haat chalano shuru korlam, ektu ektu baal, dhorte khub aram laglo. Pa duta tene spread korlam, bend over korte bollam. O dressing table er upor dui haat diye position e gelo, ami nichu hoye boshlam, dhon fete jacche pant er bhitor theke.Boshe ami or pacha ta du haat diye faak korlam, chotto futa, pachae kamor dilam halka, tarpor or ass lick kora shuru korlam. Or futa te tongue ditei or shorir amon kepe uthlo, bujhlam or ei bapar e experience kom. Expert chodon ekhono khey dekheni. Pacha ta kiss lick korte korte vodar bhitor dui ta angul dhukiye dilam, test korchi, koto ta ready o. O bhalo moto nijer rosh diye voda bhijiye nile, amar 8 inch dick ta pura ta nite parbe. Oke to koshto dite chai na, ami chai ei chodon hok or life e shobche shoronio.Joyar pussy theke rosh ber hoye or thighs diye porte laglo, pacha ta amar mukh er dike thele dicche, awaj korche o. Dariye porlam, du haat or blouse er upor diye dudh e, pant ta finally khullam, dhon batha korche, ekhon jail theke chutlo. Gorom hoye ache ekdom, deri na kore dhukiye dilam Joyar bhitor. Pura na, ordhek er ektu beshi, dekhchi o koto nite pare, kottuk e comfortable feel kore. 4-5 inch dhukiye, aste aste barate thaklam. Or lomba kalo chul mukh er upor chole ashlo, ek haat diye tene chul ta pichone dhore rakhlam, or face ta ghuriye mirror e point korlam. Laal hoye hapacche Joya, nijeke mirror e dekhe jano aro horny hoye uthlo, khub jore thot kamriye rakhlo nijer. Piche theke thapate thaklam aro jore, kokhon je amar o haat dressing table er upor, dujon er force nite na pere bhenge porlo, amra dujon i tokhon or bedroom er matite pore gelam. Kintu thapiye jacchi nonstop, shari ta uthano, pacha ta Joya uthiye rekheche, bedroom floor ei dujon chude jacchi. Joya ar ami ekshathe moan korchi, tokhon time up, rosh ja ache dhon e shob bhore dilam Joyar bhitor. Or upor shuye thaklam, hapacchi tokhono dujon i.Rest niye uthe boshlam or bichanae. Ektu shomoi lagbe before the next round, bollam Joya ke help korte. O bujhlo ki mean korchi, amar dhon ta haat e nilo. Tokhono shompurno recover kori nai, or norom haat diye o amar dhon er matha ta dhorlo. Arek haat diye amar balls er niche dhon er ekdom shesh matha ta stroke kora shuru korlo. Matha ta tule amar dike takalo, or lipstick ta khubi shundor colour er, shareer shathe khub shundor maniyeche. Olpo olpo kore or thot lick korche o, tongue ta mukh theke ektu ber kore. Ei lipstick, ei thot, Joyar tongue, dhon amar ready. Joya mukhe niye lick kora shuru korlo, tokhono o kichu ta hapacche, or gorom shaash ami feel korchi dhon er upor. Bhaloi chudechi okey, kintu ekhono to onek baki.Joya amar dhon chushte chushte bar bar amar dike takacche, ami or chul er bhitor diye haat chalacchi. Or vodar feeling ta amar mone pore gelo, kemne bhuli? Oke tule bichanae boshalam, bollam, amar kole bosho. Amar iccha hocchilo, or ass ta abar feel kori. Sharee ekhono pore ache Joya, oi obostae kole boshlo amar. Dhon e je ki sensation laglo tokhon, uffff!!! Life er shobche boro duto fantasty ekshathe puron holo, Joya ke sharee chodon. Ar ki jibon e kokhono kono maia chude ei moja pabo? Ajkei chance paisi, Joya ke ja korar kore nei.Koley boshiye ek haat diye Joyar ass ta dolte thaklam, ar kaan e kamor dilam khub halka kore, ar chul shoriye or ghar, shoulder, shob kiss ar lick kora shuru korlam. Bujhlam, ei gula Joyar khub sensitive spot, pura shorir kapche anonde or. Maiya ta atoi horny hoye gelo tokhon, or next move ta amakeo obak kore dilo. Bhabi nai o amon aggressive hote pare. Hothat uthe daralo amar kol theke, tarpor amake dhakka diye bichanae shuiye dilo. Sharee ta tule amar dhon er upor Joya chorey boshlo. Voda ta ekdom tight fit, kamre dhore rekheche amar dhon ke. Amar dhon er upor amon lafano shuru korlo o, chitkar korte korte, ei size er dhon agey feel kore nai Joya. Komor dulacche, shamne, piche, side to side, pussy er prottek ta wall e giye bari khacche amar dhon, Joyar face ekdom laal, haat diye nijer dudh tipche. Amar kichui kora laglo na, ei sex crazy maia nijei satisfy korche nijeke, ami khali dhon ta khara kore rakhlam. Joyar vodar pressure e dhon fete jacche jano, friction er chot e batha korche, ekdom gorom hoye jolche dhon. Pussy diye Joyar rosh goriye porche, pochat pochat awaj cholche. Finally Joya jore onekkhon moan korlo, amar dhon er upor boshe orgasm holo or.Ebar amar turn. Joya ke amar khubi sweet lagto shobshomoi, or chinta kore onek khechtam, bou ke laganor shomoi o or kotha onek bhabtam. But kono din bhabi nai o amon rough sex pochondo korbe. Dhon gorom, Joya shuye ache, ekhono orgasm theke pura recover kore nai, shorir kapche, chokh bondho kore halka bhabe nijeke fingering korche. Shuye porlam or upor, missionary style shuru. Khub simple chodon, kintu bhalo satisfy korte pari maia der ebhabe. Plus, or face er dike takiye ami or vodae amar maal dhele dite chacchilam. Thapano shuru korlam, Joyar pussy atoi wet, dhukatei dhon ta bhije shesh. Joyar tokhono sharee pora obostae, pacha ta tule niche balish rakhlam. O jokhon amar upor boshe lafacchilo, ami bujhte parlam or pussy er sensitive spot ta kothae. Ei angle ei ami dhon ta dhukalam, bheja pussy, aat inchi dhon prae purata aramse dhuke gelo. Pa duta faak korlam haat diye push kore, tarpor or ankles du haat e dhore uthiye thele nilam or mathar upor. Ufff, ki je flexible ei maia, na chudle bujhben na. Oshombhob fit maia, jano gymnast. Regular aerobics kore mone hoi. Ei position onek maiar shathei try korechi, kintu Joyar shathei prothom successful holam. Joyar face tokhon dekhar moto, daat kamriye rekheche, amon ekta look dicche amake, ar parlam na, thapanor force barate barate kichukhon porei maal dhele dilam Joyar bhitor. Amon i kora chodon dilam, bichi dhon shob i batha korche.Joya ke dhore shuye thaklam ami prae half an hour, er por ghumiye gelam. Shokal e o uthe ekdom normal lokkhi housewife mode e chole gelo. Amake uthalo, tarpor bichanar chador balish shob bodlano shuru korlo, or rosh ar amar maal e bhora. Amake kichu bolche na, bhablam ki mind korlo naki guilty feel korche. Ami kichu na bole chole gelam. Kintu jawar thik agey Joya amake deke bollo “Er por kintu tash khele amake jitte hobe na, jokhon iccha esho, ami babosta kore dibo jano amar husband tokhon na thake” Bole chokh tiplo, sweet ekta smile dilo, ami matha ta nod kore mood e chole ashlam. Joya ke tahole bhaloi chudechi, because she’s coming back for more. Hoito ek din ei golper Part 2 apnader ke shunabo.

Juboty Vabier Deher Jala (যুবতী ভাবীর দেহের জ্বালা)

2011-09-24T09:27:00.000-07:00

যুবতী ভাবীর দেহের জ্বালা

ফারুক ভাইয়ের আমেরিকা যাবার সব কাগজপত্র প্রায় ঠিক হয়ে গেছে। কিন্তু হঠাৎ করে সব ভেস্তে যায়। এদিকে বয়স হয়ে যাচ্ছে তার। তাই পরিবারের সবাই মিলে তাকে পীড়াপীড়ি করলো বিয়ে করার জন্য। ফারুক বাইয়ের এক কথা তিনি আগে আমেরিকা যাবেন তারপর সবকিছু। সবাই বোঝাল আমেরিকা থেকে ফিরে এসে তোর বিয়ের বয়স থাকবে না।
অনেক বোঝানোর পর ফারুক ভাই রাজি হল এবং বিয়ের পিড়িতে বসল। খুব সুন্দরী সেক্সি খাসা মাল। যাকে দেখলে যেকোন সামর্থবান পুরুষের ধন লাফালাফি করবে। কন্যা লাখে একটাও পাওয়া যায় না। বয়স বিশ কি একুশ। শরীরের গঠন বেশ চমৎকার। মাই দুটু উচু টান টান ঢিবির মত। গায়ের রঙ ফর্সা, চেহারা গোলগাল, উচ্চতা ৫ ফুট ৬ ইঞ্চি।
বিয়ের পর তার শরীরের গঠন আরো সুন্দর হতে লাগল। রুপ যেন ফুটতে লাগল প্রস্ফুটিত গোলাপের মত। ফারুক ভাই বউ পেয়ে দারুন খুশি, সুপার গ্লু’র মত সারাক্ষন বউএর সাথে লেগে থাকত। কিন্তু সেই লেগে থাকা আর বেশি দিন স্থায়ী হল না। প্রায় সাড়ে চার মাস পর তিনি যত তাড়াতাড়ি সম্ভব ফিরে আসার প্রতিশ্রুতি দিয়ে আমেরিকার পথ পাড়ি দিলেন।
ফারুক ভাইয়ের বউ আর্থাৎ আমার চাচাত ভাবী ভাই থাকতে যেমন কলকল ছলছল করত আস্তে আস্তে তা মিলিয়ে যেতে শুরু করল। পুরো বাড়িতে দেবর বলতে আমি ই তার একটি। আমি ইন্টারমিডিয়েটে পড়ি। স্বাস্থ্য খুবই ভাল বলা যায়। কারন আমি একজন এথলেট। ফারুক ভাইয়ের অবর্তমানে আমার সাথে বেশি মাখামাখি করলে লোকে খারাপ বলবে ভেবে সে আমার সংগে একটু নিরাপদ দুরত্ব বজায় চলাফেরা করত।
কিন্তু মাঝে মাঝে আমার দিকে এমনভাবে তাকাতো আর বাকা ভাবে হাসত তাতে আমার শরীর শিরশির করত। একদিন আমি সান বাধানো ঘাটে খালি গায়ে লুঙ্গি পরে গোসল করছি তখন সে ঘাটে আসল। আমার শরীরের দিকে তাকিয়ে সে তার দাঁত দিয়ে তার ঠোট কামড়ে ধরল। ভাবি একদৃষ্টিতে তাকিয়ে থাকল আমার দিকে। ভাবি এবাড়িতে বউ হায়ে আসার পর আমার মনে একটি সুপ্ত ইচ্ছা হল আমি একদিন ভাবিকে জরিয়ে ধরে চুমু খাব। আজ পর্যন্ত আমার ইচ্ছা পুর্ন হয়নি। কিন্তু বোধহয় প্রকৃতি কারও ইচ্ছাই যেন অপুর্ন রাখে না।
ফারুক ভাইয়ের ছোট বোনের বিয়ের দিন সেই ইচ্ছেটা পুর্নতা পেল। গায়ে হলুদের অনুষ্ঠান চলছে। বরপক্ষ একটু আগে কন্যাকে হলুদ লাগিয়ে চলে গেছে। এখন আমাদের মধ্যে হলুদ ও রঙ মাখামাখি। আমি রঙের হাত থেকে বাচার জন্য একটু নিরাপদ দুরত্বে দাঁড়িয়ে আছি। হঠাৎ দেখলাম ভাবি আমার দিকে এগিয়ে আসছে। হাতে হলুদ। আমার কাছে এসে বলল, দেবরকে হলুদ দিয়ে দিই, তাড়াতাড়ি বর হবে।
ভাবি আমার কপালে ও গালে হলুদ লাগাতে থাকল। হলুদ লাগানোর পর যখন রঙ লাগাতে গেল তখন আমি কৃত্রিম জোড়াজোরি করার ভান করে তার হলুদ শারীর নিচে অবস্থান করা স্তন যুগলে আমার হাতের ছোয়া লাগিয়ে দিলাম। ভাবি আমার বুকে একটি হালকা কিল মেরে অসভ্য অসভ্য বলে দৌড়ে পালিয়ে গেল। এরপর থেকে যতবারই আমার সাথে ভাবির দেখা হত ভাবি আমাকে ভেংচি কাটত আর হাত দিয়ে কিল দেখাত। মনে মনে ভাবছি, আমি পাইলাম, ইহাকে পাইলাম। হলুদের পর্ব শেষ হবার পর সবাই ঠিক করল বাড়ির পাশের নদীতে সবাই মিলে গোসল করব। ছেলে মেয়ে বাচ্চা কাচ্চা সবাই। আমরা ত্রিশ পয়ত্রিশ জনের একটি দল রওনা হলাম নদীতে গোসল করার উদ্দ্যশ্যে। আমি ভাবির পাশ দিয়ে আসার সময় বললাম আমি ডুব দিয়ে তোমার কাছে আসব, তুমি সবার থেকে একটু আলাদা থেকো। এবারো তিনি আমাকে ভেংচি কটলেন, বোঝলাম আমার আর্জি কবুল হয়েছে।
সাত আট হাত দুরত্ব রেখে ছেলে মেয়েরা নদীতে নামল। নদী পাড়ের এক কোনায় হ্যাজাক বাতি জ্বলানো আছে, তাই চারপাশ আলোতে ভরে গেছে। আমি দেখলাম মেয়েদের দলের মধ্যে ভাবী আসরের মাধ্যমান হয়ে অবস্থান করছে। আমি তার দৃষ্টি আকর্ষন করার চেষ্টা করলাম। একসময় সে আমার দিকে তাকালো। তাকিয়ে আশেপাশে কি যেন দেখল। তারপর একপর্যায়ে জ্বিব বের করে আবার ভেংচি কাটলো। সাত রাজার ধন হাতে পেলে মানুষের অবস্থা যেমন হবার কথা আমার ও সেই অবস্থা হল। সবাইকে আলাদা করে ভাবী একটি স্থানে চলে এল আর আমি ডুব দিলাম।
এক ডুবে পায়ের কাছে চলে এলাম। আমি ভাবীর ফর্সা পায়ে ঠোট দিয়ে চুমু খেলাম। তারপর তার দুই পায়ের গোড়ালি হতে হাটু পর্যন্ত চুমু খেলাম, কামড়ালাম। হালকা পড়পড়ে পশম ভাবীর পা যুগলে। সেই পশমের দুই একটি দাঁত দিয়ে ছিড়লাম আর তখুনি বুঝলাম আমার দম শেষ হয়ে আসছে। তাকে ছেড়ে যেখানে ছিলাম সেখানে এসে মাথা তুললাম। প্রথমেই তাকালাম ভাবীর দিকে। একটি অনুচ্চারিত শব্দ তার মুখ দিয়ে বের হল, বা-ব্বা। অর্থাৎ ডুব দিয়ে যে আমি এতক্ষন থাকতে পারি হয়ত তার বিশ্বাষ হচ্ছে না। আমি একটু রেস্ট নিয়ে তার প্রতি একটি ছোট্ট ইঙ্গিত দিয়ে আবার ডুব দিলাম। এবার তার কলাগাছের মত ফর্সা উরু নিয়ে খেলা শুরু করলাম। আমি তার উরুতে হালকা কামড় দিচ্ছি আর হাতাচ্ছি। এবার তার উরুর ফাটলে আঙ্গুল দিয়ে নাড়াচাড়া করার ফলে সে তার পা দুটি নাচাতে শুরু করলো। একটু পরে আমি আবার আগের জায়গায় এসে মাথা তুলে শ্বাস নিলাম। একটু বিশ্রাম নিয়ে আবার গেলাম ডুব দিয়ে। এবার তার পদ্মফুলের মত ভোদা নিয়ে কজ করার পালা। আমার দমের পরিমান কমে যাবার কারনে তাড়াতাড়ি করার সিদ্ধান্ত নিলাম। আমার দাঁড়িয়ে থাকা বাড়াটি আমি তার মুখে পুড়ে দিলাম। এতে ভাবী আমার বাড়াটি মজা কড়ে চুষতে লাগলো। জ্বিব দিয়ে কিছুক্ষন ভাবীর সাথে সঙ্গম করলাম। দ্রুত ফেরার সময় ভাবী আমার বাড়ার মধ্যে আলতো করে দুটি কামড় বসিইয়ে দিল। আবার ফিরে এসে ভাবীকে ইঙ্গিত করে বললাম ব্লাউজ খুলে নাক পানির উপরে দিয়ে উপুর করে বসতে। ভাবী তাই করল। আমি আবার গিয়ে ভাবীর সুন্দর মাই দুটি ইচ্ছামত টিপতে থাকলাম। তার নিপলদুটি মটর দানার মত শক্ত হয়ে গেছে। কিছুক্ষন টিপার পর আমি আমার জায়গায় ফিরে আসলাম। দেখলাম ভাবীও নিজের জায়াগায় ফিরে যাচ্ছে।
গোসল শেষে আসার পথে আমাকে আবার ভেংচি কেটে মেয়েদের দলে হারিয়ে গেল। বুঝলাম ভালোই কাজ হয়েছে। আমাদের দলটি বাড়িতে আসার পথে একসময় ভাবীকে জিজ্ঞেষ করলাম কেমন হয়েছে। বলল, ডাকাত কোথাকার, বদমাইশ। বললাম আজ রাতে বদমাইশি হবে? বলল জানি না। মুখ দেখে বুঝলাম আমার চেয়ে ভাবীই বেশি উন্মুখ হয়ে আছে। বাড়িতে ফিরে ভাবীকে স্থান ও সময় জানিয়ে দিলাম। স্থানটি হল গাবতলার ভিটে যেখানে কেউ সচরাচর আসে না। সময় নির্ধারন করলাম রাত তিনটা। বলল আমি এত রাতে যেতে পারব না। আমি বললাম তুমি শুধু পেছনের দর্জা দিয়ে বের হয়ে এস আমি নিয়ে যাব। বলল ঠিক আছে।
ঠিক তিনটায় তিনি দর্জা খুলে বের হলেন। আমি তাকে নিয়ে চললাম নির্দিষ্ট স্থানে। ভাবিকে জড়িয়ে ধরলাম। আস্তে আস্তে আমি ভাবীর পরনের শাড়ি, ব্লাউজ, পেটিকোট সব খুলে ফেললাম। দু হাতে জড়িয়ে ধরে চুমু খেতে শুরু করলাম। ভাবীও তাই করল। একসময় হাত রাখলাম ভাবীর উচু বুকের উপর। তারপর স্তন টিপতে টিপতে হাত নামাতে থাকলাম নাভী হয়ে ভোদার দিকে। ভোদায় আঙ্গুলি করা শুরু করলাম। ভাবী আমার কামনায় ভেসে যাচ্ছে। এক পর্যায়ে ভাবী আমার পরনে তোয়ালে খুলে আমার লৌহদন্ডটিকে তার হাতে নিয়ে মনের আনন্দে চুষতে লাগল। আমিও এই ফাকে তার দুধ টিপে যাচ্ছি ইচ্ছামত। ভাবীকে বললাম, তুমি খুশি? ভাবী বলল, খুশি হব যদি তুমি আমার ভোদা চুষে দাও। যেই কথা সেই কাজ। ভাবীকে অর্শেক শোয়া অবস্থায় বসিয়ে দু পা ফাক করে তার ভোদা চুষতে লাগলাম। কি যে এন অনুভুতি তা ভাষায় প্রকাশ করার মত না, ভোদার কি মিষ্টি মৃদু গন্ধ। এভাবে প্রায় পাঁচ মিনিট করার পর ভাবী আমাকে বলল, উফঃ মরে যাচ্ছি, আর থাকতে পারছি না, ও আমার চোদনবাজ দেবর আমাকে এবার তুমি চোদা শুরু কর। আমি ভাবীকে উপুর করে আমার ধন ভাবীর ভোদায় ঢুকিয়ে ঠাপাতে থাকলাম। ভাবী মৃদু চিৎকার করতে থাকল। এভাবে কতক্ষন চোদার পর আমি চিৎ হয়ে শোয়ে পড়ে ভাবীকে বললাম তুমি আমার ধনের উপর বসে ঠাপাতে থাক। কথামত ভাবী তাই করল। আমার ধনটাকে তার ভোদার ভেতর ঢুকিয়ে নিজে নিজেই ঠাপাতে থাকল। আমরা দুজনেই তখন সুখের সাগরে ভাসছি। আরও কিছুক্ষন পর আমি মাল ঢেলে দিলাম ভাবীর ভোদাতেই। ভাবীও দেখলাম ক্লান্ত হয়ে আমার বুকে শুয়ে পড়ল। কিছুক্ষন পরে আমরা যার যার জামাকাপড় ঠিক করে যার যার রুমে গেলাম ঘুমাতে।
এভাবেই প্রতিরাতে চলতে লাগল আমাদের কামলীলা। ভাবী বলে, যতদিন না তোর ভাই আমেরিকা থেকে দেশে ফিরে আসবে ততদিন তোর ভাইয়ের কাজ তুই করবি। বলল, প্রয়োজনে যৌনশক্তি বর্ধক ভায়াগ্রা খেয়ে নিবে … … …