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abar slowly dhukalam tarporey slowly thapano shuru korlam ar bua magi komar nachano shuru korlo besh bhalo bhabe. amio buar komor nachanor songe tal milie jachi kichukhon pore bua 1 hat diye amar uru khamchey dhrlo ar money holo jeno jorer chotey kapche. Ami bujhlam magir khalash, 3/4 ta ram thap diye or ta shesh

Bua key dekhley e amar matha gorom hoye jai, ar khali ager katha money porey,shomoy er opekhkhai 3 din par hoye gelo. Bua oi din bikaley ashlo amader bashai, eshey bollo 10 min porey chadey ashtey. Chadey 2 room er ekta choto family thakto, tara deshey gechey ar room er chabi bua key diye gechey ghorr pahara dewar zonno. Ami ritimoto paichari korey korey 10 min par korey dhip dhip bukey uporey uthtey laglam, chadey geye dekhi gate bondho,knock kortey e Bua eshey khuley dilo. ami bhitorey gelam, bua muchki muchki hashchey ar bollo kemon acho go dada ? Ami bollam tumi to khub chudley ami ar bhalo thaki koi, dao ekhon ami chudbo,bua bollo toi apnerey dakchi ki gan hunaner laigga ??Shomoi er obhab nai aijka koren joto khushi, amar khub moza lagchey apnar logey kaam kortey.Ami ki ar tokhon deri kori ? Shob gate bondho kina check korey bua key bollam asho amar kachey, ami khater uporey boshey chilam bua kachey ashtey ashtey buker achol ta feley dilo, ami ekta sashta cent er gran pelam ar mone mone hashlam(Chudani magi cent makhchey), bua kachey ashtey e ami alto korey blouse er upor diye mai duita nara dilam ar tar blouse er hook gulo khuley dilam ar tar sudhoul duto mai cholatt korey amar shamney achrey porlo, dekhlam besh tight duto mai, ami besh ayesh korey 2 hatey 2 ta dudh ashtey ashtey chiptey laglam ar angul diye khoyri rong er buta duita nara ditey laglam(buta 2 ta besh long chilo) dhirey dhirey buta duita shokto hoye khara hotey shuru kortey e ami dat dieye mridu mridu kamor ditey thaklam ar chushtey thaklam,
ami eto beshto chilam jey kheyeal korini bua tar blouse ebong shari khuley felechey, ami tokhon dudh lick kortey kortey chaya ta o khuley bua key ekdom lengta korey dilam. Hat diye buar bhoda ta khujtey laglam ektu uchu besh ghono kalo kokrano baley bhora bua er bhoda amar anguley feel korlam, ashtey korey ekta angul bua er bhodai dhukaye dilam bua kokiye uthey amar matha ta tar dudher sathey zorey chepe dhorey pa duto fak korey angul aro bhitorey dhukanor beboshtha korey dilo, ami ekta tarporey duita angul diye bhodai khechtey laglam, amar dhoshashoi lewrata etokhoney betha shuru hoeye geche trouser er modhey bondi thkey, ami dudh mukhey niye e euktu uchu hoeye trouser ta khuley fellam ar buar ekta haat eney maal ta dhorie dilam, bua besh moza korey amar jontro ta niye kheltey laglo ar bollo ami onek jinish dekhchi kintu eirokom jinish dekhi nai, ami pulok anubhob korlam. Erimodhdhey bua er bhoda rosh e bhorpur hoey gelo buar uru beye o rosh porchey ( ). Bua besh jorey shorey gonggachchey, or moan ta gonganir moto sound korchey. Amakey bollo dada ar pari na koren tara tari, ami O ar parchilam na, bua key khater uporey doggy style rekhey ami nichey darie 2 hatey bua er pacha duto fak kore bhodar mukhe lewra ta set korey dilam ek ram thap bas ekbare foch kore dhuke gelo purata. Bua artonad kore uthlo bollo dada koro ki pet futa hoiaa jaibo to ashte ashte dhukao. Ami muchki heshey ashtey korey bar korey abar slowly dhukalam tarporey slowly thapano shuru korlam ar bua magi komar nachano shuru korlo besh bhalo bhabe. amio buar komor nachanor songe tal milie jachi kichukhon pore bua 1 hat diye amar uru khamchey dhrlo ar money holo jeno jorer chotey kapche. Ami bujhlam magir khalash, 3/4 ta ram thap diye or ta shesh kore bollam amr to holo na ki korbo ?? Bua heshey bollo den na bhitore jotokhon na hoy, ebar ami bollam ami boshi tumi uthey koro, Bua amar mathata buker sathey chepey dhorey pa duto fak korey amar tatano lewra ta bhodar mukhey set korey ashtey ashtey dhukiye niye komor ghurie ghurie uthanama kortey laglo, mamu ra ami ki bolbo trust me ami eirokom thaper style ar karo modhe pai nai, wow shey ki moza je pachilam magir bhoda ta screw er moto amar lewrata ke ghurache ar utha nama korche olpo kichukhoner modhey e amar chokh ghola hoye gelo ami magir dhudh kamrey dhorlam ar 2 hat diye pacha 2 ta tipey dhorey nichey namieye amar lewrata pura bhitorey rekhey cholak cholak korey mal udgiron korlam. Amar sharir thekey ektu ektu gham ber hotey laglo, ami magir dhudh dutor modhey mukh dhukie okey amar lewrar uporey bosheye rakhlam, ar bua magi amar 2 pash die pa duto tan korey amar lewrata pura bhitorey dhukiy dui hatey amar matha ta dhudher shathey theshey dorlo. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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aunti nech thekay tol-thap ditey laglo. tar guder peshi dia amar dhoner body chaptey laglo. amar sara deho golay golay jassilo. tarpor achomka, prochondo-begay amar maal tar guder govirey asraia portey laglo. matha thekey pa porjonto opurbo shehoron laglo. ah ki jey sukh!!!!!

tokhon versitytay 1st yr pori. moj masti korar boyos. barti takar jonno ekta tutioni manage korlam. satri class eight-er. basa moghbazar-a ek highrise apartment-a. or baba bidesh thakey. family-tey kebol ma ar ekta toruni kajer meye. ma-ta heavy sexy. introduce korar prothom dine-e takay dekhe amar dhoner matha-kharap obostha. age 37-38, but hotath dekhley 25-er besi monay hobeyna. vora joubon. uchchota 5'-4". medium health. boro dudh ar sexy pasa. hasi-khusi. forsha. ekta blue ronger sari poronay.
kisukhon alaper por bollam. madam, weekly 3 diner jonno 3,000/- taka amar expectation. uni hese bollen, seta somossha hobay na. kintu service valo chai. 'service' kotha suney tar chokh borabor takalam. tar chokhe dustumir sonket. shey kothata guriey bollo, i mean valo poratey hobey. ami bollam, apni jemon chaben, temon hobey. rohoshsho kothar rohossho uttor arki. ok. apner meyekey dakun, dekhi shey student kemon.
'ok'. shey dak dilo, tethee-ma!!!, ektu asoto! tomar notun sir-er sathey alap koro. meyeta kisukhon por aslo. salam dilo. bostey bollam. poronay orange colorer top ebong merun skirt. halka patla chomotkar body. apple apple dudh. amar dhon abar jhaki khelo. ami eta seta jiggash korlam. class-er position janlam. amakey poratey hobey math. ekhon porjonto kon kon chapter-a problem hossey, etc. or ma pasei bosey thaklo. shey amakey ghovir bhabey obseve korsilo. ami tar motlob bujhtey perey hot hossilam. bujhlam takay choda jabey. but ei meyekey kemney chudbo? ma-meye ek satheyto choda jabey na.
ektu mohila vitorey gelo. kisukhon por kajer meyeta nasta nia elo. uff. etao ekta maal. shemla color. nadush nudush body. dudher size-o komna. pura maal ar ki. ek bairtey tin-tinta khasa maal. amar obostha matal.
jai hok. sediner moto choley elam. basai eshey soja batroom-a gelam. ma-meye dujonkei kolponai nude koray chudlam. ah, kijey sukh. kora bhabey khichtey kichtey hat betha koray fellam. dhon-kay bujhalam, khub taratari oi madamkay choda jabey, asa kori.
next day sondhar por gelam. jothariti math korano suru korlam. kisukhon pro tethee-kay exercise dilam. ei fakay ami monojog dilam, madamkay system korbo kemney? bhablam, madam nijey arrange korbay.
kisukhonpor uni elen. poronay lal-holud printar maxi. lomba chulgulo komor porjonto chara. kono orna na thakai boro boro dudh-er norachora khub chokay porsilo. takay dekhe-e abar dhon mia norahora suru koray dilo. uni hasikhusi mukey bollen, esheso tumi? a, ak kaj koro. ek fakay ektu vitoray eso. ektu kotha asay.
meyeta mar dikey takiay bollo. 'mom tumi, ekhoni nia jeto paro. amakay exercise diesay. etatay ontoto half an hour lagbay. so, u can take him to ur bed and start ...' 'yes, my baby, u r so sweet.'
ami suneto tajjob! e ami ki sunsi? madam amar kadhey hat dia bollo, amra ma-meye khubi close friend. let's move. cholo, amar room-e cholo.
uni amaky dan hatay garay joriay dhoray nia chollen. ami ba hatay tar komor joriay agotay laglam. fesh fesh koray bollam. apnar maye janay sob? 'don't worry with her, oar sathay amar understand hoasay, jehetu oar baba bosoray ekbar deshey asay, tai amar doihik chahida mitanor odhikar amar asay. ami okay bolesi, amar sex besi, tai, shey jodi amar friender allow na koray, ta holay ami oshustho hoa porbo, ami depressed hoay porbo. o jehetu khubi feel koray amakay, tai amar dukhkho bujhtey paray. i m so greatful to her.
eisob boltey boltey, amakay khater pasay nia bosalo. amar upor hamlay poray chumu khetay laglo. amio sara ditey laglam. erpor uni amar jama kapor khulay fellen. ami tar maxir upor dia dudh chaptey laglam. uff kejay aram!!! kisukhon por pasa chapa suru korlam. uff. jemonta vabsilam, pasar peshi ektu hard. darun lagsilo. ektu dom niay shey, uthey daralo. tarpor jhotpot maxita khuley fello. kalo bra ar kalo panty-tey kijay odbhut sundor ar kamuk lagsilo, bolay bojhatey parbo na. amar jangia khuley fellen uni. khop koray dhonta dhoray chokh boro koray 7 inchi jinishta dekhtay laglo. jeno chokh diay gelay felbey. amakay tar kingsize dami bed-a purapru uthaay balisher upor valo koray soalo. amar halka patla bodyta jeno tar khelna hoay gelo. erpor amar pa duta melay deay dhonta aayesh koray duhatay dhorlo. kisukhon khechey mukhey nilo. kijay aram passilam! mamara/mamira, apnar buijha lon. bhashai prokash kortay parbona. experienced magider chodtey jay eto moja keno lagay ta haray haray bujhtey parsi. koto kaida koray amar dhonta chustey laglo! ami jeno makhoner moto golay golay jassilam.
minit doshek por, tar chosha ar chatar chotay maal ber hoi hoi obostha. uni jhanu chodonbaj, tai bujhtey parlen amar condition. tarpor position change koray uni amar jaigai helan dia sulen, ar amakay tar rajokio gud chattey bollen. ami tai suru korlam. mamara dhon-a olive oil maikha and mamira body-spray-er botolay dotted condom fit koira ready thaiken. ekhon apnago mami amaray chudbay bolay bisanai daksay. bye)ekebaray silano gud. pusto ebong mosrin. magi nishchoi amar jonno clean-telen koray ready rekhasilo. ektu kalchay skin but chok chokay. clit uchu hoa asay. uni nijei du hatay melay dhorlo gudkhana. 'come-on boy'. degun utsaho nia bollam, 'yep, maam'. 'call me aunty, u'll be tethee's playmate also. ami chai tethee-o sex enjoy koray bujhuk, sex-pleasure ki jinish. ar kenoeba ami er jonno pagol. agami soptahay or 14th birthday. oi somoy ghota koray or chodar bebostha korbo. jodi tumi amakay fuck koray satisfy kortay paro taholay tumi hobay oi programmer hero. ok?' ami profullo chittey bollam, 'i'll try my best and it'll be my great honor and pleasure'.
'now show me ur expertise in chodon-math.' heh heh .....'. bojhen mamura, ke expert maal. shali jemon sundori temon-e chodon expert. eksathay koto-goon. amader netrider jodi eto-goon thakto, tahoilay desher kotto unnoti hoito!! thak, desh gollai jak. agay chuida loi.
ami jehbar dogata alto koray clit-er upor bulalam. ahhhh!!! koray uthlo amar notun-aunty. kisukhon chetay khop koray mukhay nia chosa suru korlam puro clit. aunty uff uff koray uthlo. aro tibrobhabay chustey laglam. shey sheetkar dia amar matha thelay shoria dilo. joray ekta dom cherey bollo, 'uff darun suck kortay paroto! aro meyekay chudeso?' ' jee madam, amar ek hi-fi gf silo. shei amakay etokisu shikhaasay.' bolei abar guder upor hamlay porlam. ebar puro gud chattey laglam, fakay fakay guder thot ar cilt mukhe pure nissilam. guder rosay sob kisu ekakar hoa uthlo. amar sara mukh rosay makah-makhi. jeno koek hali rosgolla khelam.
odekay, amar dhon eto khepay jassilo, ton ton karay sthir hoa kisukhon por fosh fosh korsilo. amakay ritimoto jhari dissilo, oi beta manager, taratari gude dhuka amakay, noilay tor khobor asay. bollam, daran sir, arektu chetaia loi gud-ranikay, khub aram paiben afnay. etimoddhay gud ranio moha-uttejito hoilo. aunty bollo, 'raju- ar parsi na. ebar choda suro koro'. amio tar ahoban menay nilam.
ektu bosar bhongitay mukho-mukhi holam. tar chokh borabor takiay 36 sizer boobs tepa ar kochlasilam. mamara, dudh chapai-jay eto moja!!!!!!!!!!. mon chysilo sara jonom emnay kochlatay thaki. but gud ar dhon-jay khepay khepay khichuni dissilo. ami eknojor lokkho koray dhonta guder mukh borabor aim korlam. 1 second themey monay monay they thap bolay puro 7 inches dukaia dilam. sundori magi redoer ghovir thekay uffffff dhony charlo. amar dhoner mathara jeno tar jorau-r mukhey gia dhakka dilo. ahh!! kijay aram. aramer nam shorgo!
koek muhurto sthir thekay ek tanay sompurno dhonta prithibitay nia elam. abaro sundori aunti hahh sound korlo. ami amar prio ekmatro dhontar mathata lokhkho korlam. uni kapsen. eber punorai handaia dilam. dia thap ar thap ar thap ar thap ar thap. seki thap!! amar tol pet sexy auntyr tolpeter r payer sathe lege thop thop sound korchilo. nijei obak hoilam. emon thap-o deoa jai? asolay motor-bike jemon joto besi cc'r hoi ta drive korteo totoi josh, temni aunti experienced and sugothito deher hoaay amar performance omon darun hossilo. ami hardcore thap detay laglam. ektana 50/60ta thap dia hotath thamlam. jeno hard-break. aunti'r dudher upor asraia porlam. sorier sathey sorir mishaia fellam. shey amar pasa tar dui pa dia akraia rakhsilo ar back hat dia chaipa dhoray mukhe kiss kortay laglo. tarpor amar chokey takia khup praise kortay laglo. 'uff, raju tumi eto valo kore chudte paro!!! ami vabteo pari nai. jak, ekta super class stud paoa gelo. aj thekey tomar job permanent. er agay 3 jon tuturkay jachai koresi. keo sex avoid koray, keo abar agroho asay but 2/3 thap dilei out. simply bolay diasi, tomakay astay hobay na. asolay, amar jonno sex-ta main. meyekay porano optional.
ektu hapatay hapatay bollam, 'thanks for ur complements, aunti. i m always at ur service. asolay apnakay amar khub posondo hoasay, apnar meyekeo amar khub posondo hoasay. uff, i m so lucky. u r so sexy and beutifully bulky. ekabaray porno film-er naeka'r moto. i like u so much'. amar proshonsai shey khusitey goley gelo. 'really?!! thanks.' hu, ebar abar thap suru koro. ami jee-assa bolay engine chalu korlam. thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap, thap.
akash batash mukhorito hoa uthlo amader chodon sound-a. bed room-er dorjai vari porda, but dorjata puro locked na, ektu faka roasay. dujoner mathai maal uthay jaoa dorja atkano hoi nai. ta chara ota atkano important silo na. sobto kholamela dunia. kebol protibesi keo aisa hatay natay dhoira na felle hoi. jak tethee ar kajer meyeto paharai, ase-e.
abaro 50/60ta thap dia hardbreak. aunti bollo, themona themona! amar orgasm hobay. chodo chodo, aro joray chodo, uff uff, ahh ahh ...... ami abar druto thapatay thaklam. shey hothath halka ekta chitkar dia pura sorir jhaki dilo. amakay deher sathey pishtey laglo. muhurtey guder vitor jeno vumi-kompo hoilo, current probihoto hoilo. ami ar samlatey parlmna. amar-o maal out hobay. bollam 'aunti amaro hossay, uff uff hah hah ufff ........' amar thaper speed khub beray gelo. climax. khanki aunti nech thekay tol-thap ditey laglo. tar guder peshi dia amar dhoner body chaptey laglo. amar sara deho golay golay jassilo. tarpor achomka, prochondo-begay amar maal tar guder govirey asraia portey laglo. matha thekey pa porjonto opurbo shehoron laglo. ah ki jey sukh!!!!!
ami nistej hoia auntyr sexy shorir r dhuder upor shuye porlam. tar forsha deher sathey amar slim deho pishtey laglam. pagoler moto thotey galay jhebai chumu khailam, chatlam, chushlam. dujonar shorir gamtey laglo. auntir gudey amar dhon dukano thaklo. ami ektu ghum ghum bhab aslo. ami mataler moto nistej hossilam.
hotath, dorjai toka, 'may i come in?' tethee'r voice sona gelo. aunti moha sukhi golai amader oi obosthatey bollo, 'yes!!'. ami ektu bibroto hoa ekta towel tenay amader nogno deho duto komor borabor dhekay dilam. but guder vitor dhonta dhukano-e thaklo, ota ekhono hard, ektu ektu nara dissi.

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sundor sada dudhgula chuse chuse lal kor feli.Er por dhone
tel makhai dhukai di mar guder moddhe.Ah ki aramta na laglo tokhon .Ami tokhon
mar lal duti thote french kiss kori.Kisu khun gude chudar por make ultai dia
mar pacar vitore dhon dhukai di.Er por aste aste kore mar sompurno body chate
thaki.Ami mar guder vitor

Ma Ke Rape Kora

Eta holo amar kahini-amar ma r ami akta basai thaki r baba bideshe thake.Amar
mar nam JOSNA.Amar mar boyosh 35 holeo body dekhe keu kisu bolte parbe na.Sobae
mone korbe boyosh 25.Ta ghotonata holo ami akdin make kapor chage korte dheke
phalae.Ma tokhon pora silo only bra r panty.Tobe mar sei phorsa body dekhe ami
mone mone mar dudh r pussyr chaharata eke nilam.Amr tokhon mone hossilo je ami
jodi make chude tar guder ros ta khete partam tahole bes moza hoto.Ami amar ma
nia er age emon ta bhabini.Sei din theke ami mar proti akresto hoye gelam.Er
pore jokhone somoy petam tokhone make dekhtam.Maje maje mar panty r bra portam
r handling kortam.Ekdin buddhi kore mar bathroom er dorjai perek dia konar dike
koyekta fhuto korlam.Tai sei din ma jokhon gosol korte gelo ami taratari kore
sei fhuto dia takae.Dheklam je ma tar salawar kamis kulse.Obosese panty r bra
tao khule phello.Amar to tokhon mar sei boro boro sada dudh r golapi gude dekhe
obostha karap.Mar botar rong holo pink.Dudhgulo dekhe amar khub chuste iccha
hossilo r guder size dekhe to amar dhon theke mal ber hoye gelo. Sei din e vebe
nilam je make akbar chudte hobe.Kintu mato r raji hobe na tae upai kujte
laglam.Ami amar bondhuder satheo kotha bollam karon ora sobae make khub
posondo korto r amar sathe onekbar asae mar bathroomer fhuko dia mar langta
body dekhse.Tae amra sobae mile akta upai bekorlam.Upaita holo make ghumer
osudh dia chudte hobe.Tae nirdisto dine amra sobae mile basai uposthit hoe.Ami
age thekee 7 or 8 ta condom kine rekhesilam.Tae ma amader jonno jokhon khabar
ante gelo amra tokhon joger panir sathe osudh miliye di r opekhha korte thaki
je kokhon ma pani khai.Onek opekkhar por sei somoy elo ,ma pani khaoyar sathe
sathe behus hoye porlo.Amra ta dekhe sobae pant,shirt khule prostut hoye
ni.Amra tokhon make dhore amar rumer bed e suyai dilam.Amar handicam chalia
dilam.Amar ak friend nam raju mar pora sob kapur khulte laglo.Jei make sompurno
langta kora hoye gelo tokhone sobae mile mar bodir upor uthe make chatte suru
kori.Er por sobai mile thik kore ni ke koi numbere make chudbe.Sobar age chudte
gelo tanim je mar proti sobche besi pagol.Or chuda sese ami gelam chudte.Ami
prothome giye mar sundor sada dudhgula chuse chuse lal kor feli.Er por dhone
tel makhai dhukai di mar guder moddhe.Ah ki aramta na laglo tokhon .Ami tokhon
mar lal duti thote french kiss kori.Kisu khun gude chudar por make ultai dia
mar pacar vitore dhon dhukai di.Er por aste aste kore mar sompurno body chate
thaki.Ami mar guder vitor angul dhukai mar mal ber kore khelam.Ki rokom je
nonta r athalo dhorone sei mal ta.Ami amar gibba mar guder vitore dhukai mar
mal khete laglam.Aivhabe prai 1 ghota chudar por amar pala ses hoi.Er por amar
baki sob friendrao palakrome make chudte thake.Amra sondha 8 tar theke suru
kore vor 5 ta projjonto make chudi.Er por mar gude theke mar mal ber kore amra
sobae khete thaki.Thokon suru hoi ak sathe chuda.Tanim paca r ami guder modhe
aksathe dhon dhukai di r raju abong jamil mar duita dudh chuste thaki.Ei vhabe
kisukkhun korar por sobae klanto hoye jae.Tae make uthiye kapor porai mar
bedroome dia asi.Tae mar jokhon hus ase tokhon kisue mone asini.Er por jokhone
mar upor sex uthte tokhon amar handicam theke make rape kora dekhi.

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Khali Bashay

Hi ami Dhaka university te management-e porashuna (not kharashona)
korchi. Kichudin aage ei site-er kotha jante pere iccha holo amr jiboner
sweetest experience gulo share kori shobar shathe. r dosta meyer motoi amr
jiboneo onek chele esheche, choleo geche, kintu tader majhe oneker shongo chilo
shara jibon mone rakhar moto. temoni ekjon hocche Junayed (naamta real na.ami
amr kono bf er i.d. deina,bolte paren eta tader proti amr ekta favour)
porashuna korche amr shathe. prothom dike dosti ebong pore shekhan theke jonmo
ney valobasha. Ami obossho khub practical meye. eishob emotion er dhar
dharina.ami. jani amke shekhanei biye korte hobe jekhane amr parents thik kore.
tobe jouboner jala amr ektu beshi-i ase r khankami korte valo o laage tai kori
arki. r junayed er shathe chodachudi chilo amr kache memorable.

hotat korei ekdin amr familyr shobai amk rekhe grame jay ekta kaje.ami shei
shujoge oke bashay daki. amr 36-28-36 shorirtar upor prothom thekei besh
interest chilo or. erpor kichu preparation nei, jemon bra r panty khule shudhu
ekta t shirt r trouser pore thaki. ekbar phnsex er shomoy o bolsilo amr shara
shorir-e chocolate syrup mekhe chatbe. shei kotha mathay rekhe bichana thikthak
kore wait korte laglam or jonno.ok bola chilo bashar kachakachi khilgaon taltola
market er shamne eshe janate. she amke phn dilo. ami daroan chachake deke bollam
pashei departmental store theke chocolate syrap ene dite. uni gate chapiye rekhe
chole gelo chocolate syrap ante.shei faake o bashay dhuke gelo.ami dorjatei
darano chilam.o amk dekhe thomke daralo.pa theke matha porjonto dekhlo r kamon
jani hoye gelo.amr dudh er bota duita shokto hoye chilo,ok dekhlam shei dike

nojor dicche barbar.ami ok vetore dhukte bole dorja atkiye dilam.tarpor
bedroom-e boshe wait korte laglam chachar jonno.uni porpor-i jinish diye chole
gelo.junayed bollo eta abar ki?ami ekta muchki hashi diye bollam tomar kono
shadh ki ami opurno rakhte pari? R or chokher shamne ber kore dhorlam syrap er
botol ta.o khub khushi holo.o emnite khub emotional r amr shamne ashle onek
beshi.but o thik kivabe ki shuru korbe bujhte parchilona.ami shahajjo korte
egiye elam,bollam xxx dekhba?o bollo charo.xxx charlam computer-e.junayed er
pashe ami,ekta haat or haater upor.besh kichukkhon dekhar por bujhlam o horny
hoye gese.ami golay besh sexy ekta vab ene bollam jaan r kottokkhon tumi amke
wait koray rakhba?o takalo amr dike,jeno shudhu ekta shujoger opekkhay
chilo.pray shathe shathei o amk kole kore ene bichay chure dilo.tarpor hatchka
tan dilo amr tshirt ta dhore.r ektu jore hole sheta chirei jeto hoyto.shoja
haat dilo amr dudh duitar upor.or gaye mone holo jeno oshurer shokti vor
koreche.prochondo jore dui hate kochlate laglo ball duitake,vabta emon jeno
moyda pishche ruti bananor jonno.khamchio chollo shoman taal-e.ami baatha
pacchilam.kintu beshi lagainna maiya hoile ja hoy r ki-joto baatha totoy nesha
jomte thake.tai valo o lagchilo khub.aash mitiye kicchukkhon dolamolai korar
por syrap er botol ta niye ashlo o.amk tule dara koriye pant khullo.o syrap
lagate jabe,sheshomoy amr mathay arekta buddhi ashlo.xm thakay baal kata hoynai
onekdin holo.ok offer korlam amk shave kore deyar jonno.o ek kothay raji hoye
gelo.bathroom theke veet er tube r spetchula ta niye elam.hatar shomoy taletale
amr boobs er bumping dekhe dushtu ekta hashi dilo o.computer-e notun ekta xxx-er
cd dhukiye sound bariye dilam.shara ghor vore gelo mohilar chitkare.o amk dara
korano obosthatei crème lagiye dilo amr guptopother char pashe.jaygamoto or
hater choa peye aro chulkani uitha gelo amr…5 min wait korte hobe.ei
shomoytao waste korte chailamna.tai mon dilam or danditar dike.nijer haate or
shirt r pant khule dilam.underwear er baire diyei haat bolalam kichukkhon.feel
korlam sheta fule fepe ekebare burst howar dosha.or mukh dekhe bujhlam obostha
besh shochonio.amk dui haat diye tene niye elo nijer kache.jore thot chepe
dhorlo.lipkiss korlam onekkhon dhore.jiv dhukalo o amr mukher vetor r explore
korlo purota jayga.ami ok mukhe jiv dhukiye jotheshto shukh dilam.er moddhe
dujoner obosthai korun.ok dekhe mone holo amk chire felte parle bache.amr chul
muthi kore dhore bollo janu blowjob daona…ami underwearta khule or dandi
haate nilam.prochondo jore chushte laglam.o dekhi baatha pelo ektu.bollo
shamanno aste korte.ami mene nilam or kotha.otar mathay lala chere dilam
onekgulo.goriye niche namlo sheguli ekebeke.tarpor ekshomoy themeo gelo.or bara
aro shokto hoye uthlo.r opekkha korte dekhi she rajina.spetchula diye shobtuku
crème uthiye nilo.beriye elo clean ekta voda.amk o dhakka diye bichanay fele
dilo.tarpar shara shorire syrap makhalo onekgulo.boobs r vodarr charpashe ektu
beshi.tarpor chatte shuru korlo amr shara shorirtake lolypop er moto.message
kore dilo amr haat,pa.amr rosh totokkhone onekkhani beriyeche.o khub tripti
niye dekhi shegulo khelo.kiss korlo onekgulo,mone holo shorir er ekta kosh o
bad rakhbena.ami excitement-e or shorir er kothao khamchi dite bad
rakhini.kamre pura lal kore dilo o amk.amr dudh r kane eto jore kamor diyechilo
j ekhono kalo ekta sign roye gese.erpor preparation nilo main term er jonno.amar
shurongo borabor lathitake set kore force korlo.dhuke gelo sheta shoja
vitore.entry-exit chollo kichukkhon.amr rosh ber hoye eshe aro aram dilo.amr
mone holo sharajibon erokom dhukanor promise korto jodi keu amk,shorge jaoar
offer o ami refuse kortam.arame mukh diye ber hoye elo triptir sound.or o eki
obostha.feel korlam ami or ghono nishshash.dui haat diye jore chepe dhore
rekhechilam ami ok.kichukkhoner jonno holelo amr mone uki diyechilo ok niye
ghor badhar shopno.kintu ami jani ami oshohay ei bapare,ma babar against-e jete
parbona ami.r takapoyshar dikeo amr ekta alada attraction ase,junayed er moto
chele amk satisfy korte parbena ei dik diye.jaihok erpor shob maal dhele dilo o
amr jayga moto.tarpor tired hoye shuye porlo amr pashe.ektu shokti feere petei
abar chore boshar cheshta korlo amr upor dudu khete.amr tokhon ektu khelte
iccha korlo.jotobar kache ashte chailo ami dhakka diye shoriye dilam ok.aro
hingsro hoye uthlo o.janoar er moto jhap dilo amr upor.ebar r thekate
parlamna.kichukkon suck kore erpor bollo pichon firo.doggy style-e chudlo
arekdofa.eibar maal dhallo akebare amr mukher upor.amio chete shesh korlam
shobtuku.amr ekfota ros o o noshto hote dayni.purotai jayga diyeche peter
vitor.tarpor kichukkhon rest niye gelam bathroom-e.bathtub-e arekbar
valobashabashi chollo.tarpor fresh hoye o biday near jonno toiri holo.ami
daroan chachake arekbar baire pathalam.ber hoye gelo o shei shujoge.
Junayed er shthe break up hoye geche 5/6 mash holo.chodachudir oviggotao amr
onek.kintu or moto shukh amk khub olpo chelei dite pereche.er moddhe arekjon
holo amr apon boro vai Himon,ekhon obosso bie korse uni onar ek classmate
ke.vabi obosso amader ei chodar kahini janena.oitai arek maagi. Bier agei ekbar
pregnant hoe gesilo.jai hok, vai amr mymensing medical theke pass kore apatoto
birdem-e ase.shei kahini due rakhlam apatoto.

mamato bon 1

sayata niye amar matha diye galiye niye dant diye dhorlam
aar bheje sayar nara ta khule dilam. Bhije saya ta pa beye neche giye porlo. Ami
bhavchilam je Amit ebar amar samne ese amar saya ta dhore neeche phele debe aar
make nengto kore dekhbe. Kintu Amit ta korlo na, se dibbee bhalo cheler moto
kore chup kore bose royelo. Ami taratari sayar nara bedhe nilam. Amit amar
bhije blouse aar bra ta niye shunte laglo aar bollo, “khoob sundar gandho.”
Ami jiggesh korlam, “tue ekhono


Mamato Bhai Ke Diye Gud Chodano - Part 1

Amar mamato bhai Amit Delhi te thake. Amitr boyish 17 hochhe aar se akhon senior
school examinationer janno toyer hocche. Amit amnite khub bhalo student. Amitr
baba, mane mar baro mama ballen je Amit Kolkatar BE entrance parikkha janno
tayeri karuk. Jehetu amar mamara khoob barolok noye tai tara sleepere kore
Delhi theke Kolkatate aaslen. Ami amar maa, baba aar dui bhaier songe Kolkata
te thaki. Amar dui bhai, ek jon baro aar ek jan choto. Amar baba ek baro
Companyte Sr. Executive Officer. Jakhon Mamababu aar Amit Kolkatate elen to
amra Howrah station giye receive korte gelam. Amai shuru theke pora sunate
bhalo noye. Amar nanan rakon loker songe mela mesha korte bhalo lage aar tar
janno amar maa make Howrah station pathalo Mamababu aar Amit ke receive korte.
Ami amadre care kore Mamababu aar Amit ke Howarh theke ante gelam. Jakhon train
theek time also ami mamababu aar Amit ke train theke nabte dekhlam. Ami tader
dekhe tader kache gelam aar guye mamababu ke pranam karlam aar Amit ke bollam
je aamke pranam kor. Amit amar katha sune bollo, “Ja. Bhag. Tokay, abaar
pronaam? Maatha kharaap?” Pherar somay mamabau gari te ager seate boslen aar
ami aar Amit pichoner seat te boslam aar sara rasta bak bak kprte korte
thaklam. Majhe majhe Amit amake amar chashma niye chata cheelo. Jakhon Amit
anekhon theke amake chata cheelo to ami Mamababu ke bollam, “Mamababu. Dakho
naa, Amit jaa taa bolchey.” Mamababu amar kothai kan na diye bollen, “tomadyer
bhai boner baypaar. Aaami aar kee korbo?”

Kichukhon pare amra bari pauche gelam. Mamababu aar Amit guestroom te chole
gelo aar ami nijer ghore chole gelam. Kichukhom pore Mamababu aar Amit snaan
kore guestroom theke berulo. Mamababu aar Amit ke jalkhabar deo holo aar tara
dujone mile khabar khe nilo. Khabar khaoa hoe gele Mamababu ektu jor golaye
Amit ke bollen, “Jao. Pordtey bosho.” Amit chupchap guestroom giye porte
boslo. Dudin pore Amit oarikhha sesh hoe gelo. Parikkha diye Amit kintu theek
satisfied noye. Mamababu ta sune Amitr opor khub rag karlen. Mamabau amar ma ke
bollen, “Shyama. Ki kori bol toe? Pora shuno korey naa.”

Er por teen din chuti aar barite khoob hattogol. Mamababu aar ma dujone balcony
te bose purono diner katha bolchilo aar hansa hansee korchilo. Ami takhon guest
roome giye Muntu ke amar ghore niye aslam aar amra galpo shuru kore dilam.
Shuru shuru te amara nana rokam topice katha bolchilam tarpor amra boy friend
aar girl friend topic niye katha bolte shuru korlam. Amit amake jigesh karlo je
amar kono boy friend ache kina aar amio Amit ke jigesh korlam je tar kono girl
friend ache kina. Ami bollam je amar kono boy friend neyee aar Amit bollo je
taro kono girl friend neyee. Ami Amitr songe katha bolte bolte Amitr gaye
chimtee katchilam aar minu aamar komore katukutu dichhilo. Amitr katikutu deate
ami majhe majhe lafiye uthchilam. Airolom korte korte ami aar Amit khoob
kachalache hoye gelam aar amar kakhano aannr gaye hath dite didha kortam na.
Amitr parikkha hoegele Mamababu aar Amit abar Delhite phire gelen aar bole
gelen je Amitr result berobar por aabar Amit Kolkatate porashuna korte asbe.

Du mas pore Amitr result out holo aar Amit Kharagpur IIT te bhortee hobar
chance pegelo. Amit 28th April Delhi theke Kolkatar janno raona holo aar 29th
April Amit Kolkata paunche gelo. Ami abar Howrah theke Amit ke niye elam. Amit
amader barite du thaklo aar tar por Local train dhore Amit Kharagpur chole
gelo. Je du din Amit amader barite chilo, amra masharir bhetore bose bose galpo
korlam. Prathom dineyee amader galpo abar theke boy friend aar girl friend niye
shuru holo. Amara msharir bhetore chilam bole amader sharir ek dujoner songe
majhe majhe thekchilo. Kakhono aamr hath Amitr gaye giye porchio aar kakhono
Amitr hath amar gaye eshe porchilo. Kintu ete amara kono kharap mone korchilam
na. Anekhon galpo korar por aar amar bar bar jigesh korate Amit bollo je haan
tar ekta girl friend ache. Tarpor ami Amit ke chepe dhorlam, je bal tor meye
bondur kotha bol. Ami aro jigesh korlam je, “tue ki to meye bondhur ke chumu
kheyechis kina?”

Amit jakhon abar Kolkata elo amra abar dujone bose bose adda marte laglam aar
takhon Amit amake bollo je se tar meye bondhu ke oder multiflater sindhee te
chumu kheyeche. Ami abar Amit ke chepe dhorlam, le bal aar ki ki korechis meye
bondhur songe, kintu Amit aar ebishoye much khullona. Ami mone mone bhablam je
hoeto Amit aar tar meye bondhur modhee aar kichu hoyenee. Erpor Amit amake
chepe dhorlo amar chele bondhur kotha jante. Ami parishkar bhave Amit ke bollam
je aamar kono chele bondhu nayee. Kintu Amit amake nana bhave proshno kore gelo,
jerakom amat boyfriend ki khoob sundor dekhte na kharab dekhte, aami ki aakar
boyfriend ke chumu khyechi kina aaro onek prosno.

Kharagpur jaoar aage amara ek dujoner songe pratigya korlam je amar ek dujonke
regular bhave chitii likhbo. Erpor koiek mas porjonto amara regular bhave
chithiir adanprodan korte thanklam. Amader chitheer bishow dhire dhire sexer
dike jete laglo. Dhire dhire amra chitheete kholakhulee bhave sex niye alochona
korte thaklam tobe sexer angogulor nam dhkadhakee thakto. Praye dubocher por
amara, mane ami amar dadara, aar maa sobaiye mile January mase Digha berate
gelam. Baba amader sathe gelen na. Ami amar maa ke jigesh korlam je amra ki
Amit ke amader songe jete dakte pari? Maa bollen je tue chithee likhe jigesh
kor je Amit amader songe jete parbe kina? Ami Amit ke chithee liklam je amra
sobaye mile Digha jachee aar amra jabar pothe take nijeder garee te tule nebo
kina?

Amit nijer bbar kach theke permission niye amader janalo je amader songe jabe.
Ami bhabhte lahlam je Amit ki kore amader garee te jabe, karon amader garee
choto garee. Jak amader jabar din ese gelo aar mara sobayee mile garee kore age
Kharagpure Amitr hostele gelam. Amit nijer jamakapor guchiye toyree chilo. Amara
amader gareete kono rakom kore bose Digha dike jete thaklam. Amit samner site
amar aar driverer majhkhane bose chilo. Ami majhe majhe Amitr songe thatta
hansee korchilam. Ekbar ami Amit ke aste kore jigesh korlam, “Oee lok ta,
mane driverta, gear change kortay giye aaar kitcchhoo tey haat diyedebay to?”
Ami jakhon Amit kothata prathom bar jigesh korlam to Amit choke gelo aar tar
por muchkee hansee hense bollo, “Aaar ammar ki hobey?” Ami abar theke Amitke
bollam, “Tor ki? Oi lok ta bhabbey jey o, gear change korechhey. Are ki?”
Jatobar driver gear change korchilo, ami Amitr dike takiye muchkee hanschilam
aar chupichupi bolchilam, “Ki. Rey. Dhorey naye nee to?” Ekbar Amit amar lkotha
sune bollo, “Jodi atoee bhoyer pabaar hoye, to tui bachieye raakh.” Amio songe
songe bollam, “Theek aachey. Ami tai korbo.”

Tarpor praye dash minute obdi ek abr ki dubar ami amar hathta niye Amitr dhoner
oopore raklam jeno ami oor chon take alto kore banchiye achee. Er por ami
bollam, “Daaakh. amaar bhaier jinish ta kay aami bachieye rakhcchhi. Tor girl
friender jonney.” Amar kotha sune Amit khoob aprastute hoe gelo aar bollo,
“kee hocchhey ta kee? Oi lokta dekhchhey.” Ek bar jakhon garee ta ekta turne
chilo, Amit ptaye praye driverer ghare giye porchilo ta dekhe ami Amit ke
jegesh korlam, “Tti ki driverer uporey dholey podbee nakee. Jaani na baba.
Tor ki ichhey?” Amit songe songe amake jigesh korlo, “taaholey kee dhoree
bol?” Ami uttar dilam, “amaar kandhey haat diye raakh.” Amit tayee korlo.
Amar kandhe hath rakhar songe songe tar angul gulo amar maee ke bar bar
chunchilo.

Dhire dhire amara Gigha dike agute laglam. Ami aar Amit sudju khoob bhalo
bandhuee noye amader modhey physical relation tao barchilo. Erpor amra Digha
pauche gelam, amra taratari kore amader mal patragula garee theke nabiye nilam.
Amra sobayee ek ek kore bathroome gelam aar tar sabayee mile samudra deeke
chutlam. Amar maa pichon theke bollen, “joley tumi beshi jeyo na. Bujhey
chho?” Beache giye, Amit aar amar bhaira nijer nijer pant jama khule phello aar
swimming custume pore nilo. Amara beache giye dekhlam je dheu besh baro baro.
Ami amr chotee khule nijer hathe niye saree ta ektu (praye 6”) unchuu kore
jole paa diye daralam. Mitu aar amar bhaira jole bhetor giye khoob snan
korchilo. Khanikhon pore sodhe hoe gelo. Maa amader bolte laglen, “tomra beriey
asho.” Mitu aar bhaira jol theke uthe elo aar nijeder sukno kapor tule hoteler
deke cholte laglo. Amar sareer neeche anekkhani bhije giye chilo.

Hotele pauche bhaira aar Amit nijer nijer bhije jama kapor khule paijama aar
panjabi porlo aar ami saree blouse khule maxi pore nilam. Baro dada baire giye
amader janno kichu khabar kine ante gelen. Dada phire elke amra sabai mile
kechu kechu khe nilam. Ami aar Amit khabar por bose adda marchilam aar baro
dada amader dekhe bollen, “aaee era sarakhon dhore phis phis kore kotha bolche
ki kotha thake eder kache?” Ami hense bollam, “tomaar to kono bondhui nei.
Aaami amaar bhaier shatthey golpo korchi. Taatey tomaar ki?” Ebar rat hoe gelo
aar sobaee sue prar tara dilo. Ami Amit ke niye amar masharir bhetore dhuke
porlam aar abar theke adda marte suru lorlam. Ami bhabhchilam je aaj ratre
Amitr sada bhalocheler moto katha bola aar komse komamar songe khubee bhalo
cheler byabhahar ta khatam korte hobe. Eijonno ami ebar Amit ke bollam, “Eai
rey Mitu, toor shorts ta eirokom phuley chhilo kanoe?” Amit shabhabik bhabhe
bollo, “Ki bolchhish tui na?” Edike amar navi neeche theke shru kore amar
komar parjonto aste aste mithee mithee baitha korte shuru korchilo. Ami
bhabhchilam eta keno hochhe. Amar dupair majhe khub chat chate bhab chilo. Amar
guder dui paprir majhkhan theke halka halka ras gariye gariye porchilo.

Ami amader katha barta aro agiye niye jaoar janno Amit ke hisphis kore bollam,
“torta ki khada hoey gachilo?” Amito aste kore bollo, “haan ta ki korbo
bol?” “Keechu na!!” Jato somay par hochiloo amar du paer majhkhan ta besh garam
hoe giye theke theke ras gariye gariye porchilo aar amar panty bhigiue dichillo.
Ami aar thakte na pere Amit ke jigesh korlam, “Amit bolto tue kirakom kore tor
meye bodhu ke chumu kheye chilee?” Amit bollo, “ami ki rakon kore toke
bolbo?” “Okay. Theek aacchey. Amaakey chumu kheye dakha.” Amit ektu
bhabachaka khe gelo tobe songe songe amar gale aste kore chumu khelo. Ami songe
songe Minty ke bollam, “baaas. Eita tore chumu?” Edike amar payer majhkahane
ptaye agum lege gechilo aar ami dekhte parchilam je Amitr short tao besh unchu
hoi giechilo. Ami aar parchilam na. Ami Amit ke bollam, “thhhaam. Tokay aami
dakhachhi. Chumu khawa jineesh ta ki.” Ami Mitur gale o thonte bhalo kore chumu
khelam aar bollam, “kee ray. Moja ailoe?”

Ebar bodhhoye Amitr aswastee ta bhenge giyechilo aar o amake jariye dhore bhalo
kore amar gale, chokher patay, thonte chumu khelo. Chumu khaowar par o amake
jigesh korlo, “aita kirokom holoe?” Ami Mitur gayer jor ta anubhav kore khub
khushi holam aar amar payer majhkahe chat chatani ta aro bere gelo. Amar panty
ta praye praye bhije giyechilo. Kintu ei hotel gharer modhee kichu karar chilo
na, khali nijer agune nijeke porano chara aar gota katok chumu khaoa. Ami abar
Amit ke bollam, “aaar ektoo joray chumu khetey hobay. Chhedey dish na. Aaroe
chumu kha.” Amit amar gale, nake, chokher pataye, thonte chumur ajsoro chumu
khelo. Amit nijer shakishali hath diye amake joriye dhore nijer oopr tene ene
amake khoob kore chumu khelo. Ami amader khela take aro agubar janno Amit ke
bollam, “tor jeeb ta amaar mukher modhhey dieye de.”

Amit khoob taratari amar kotha guno bujhe nichhilo. Se jhat kore amar mukher
moddhe nijer jeev ta dhukie dilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je tar mujh theke or
mujher ras amar mujhe dhukche aar ami pagol hoe jaachilam. Ami bujhte parchilam
na je keno Amit amar moner kotha bujhte parchilo na. Amit jadee ekbar bolto to
ami hotel ghorete amar koumarz Amit ke diye ditam. Kintu ekhono khoob bhalo
manush seje chilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je amkei aro rgote hobe. Jakhon Amit
amake chumu chumu te bhoriye dichhilo takhon ami amar hath ta aste kore ageye
niye geye Amit panter opopr diye or bara ta chuye dekhlam. Amitr bara ta besh
bhalo bhabhe khara hoe giye chilo. Jakhon Amit ektu sans nebar janno chumu
khaoa bandho korlo, ami take jiggesh korlam, “tor baada ta toe akyebarey
khadaa hoeye aachey.” Amit aste kore bollo, “ki kori bol. Khaadai thakbey.
Eitakaay boshabaar jonnie jaa kortay hobay ta to kara jaye naa.” Ami bhabhlam
je aro ektu Mitur songe dustumi kara jak aar Amit ke bujhte hobe je ami ki
chaee. Tai ami Amit ke bollam, “tui neejer didi kay chumu khacchheesh and tor
baada khadaa hoye jaachchey.” Amit kichi bollo na. Ami abar bollam, “tui
neejer didi bhebey ammakay aador kor. Aaaro aaador kor.” Se amake aro chumu
khelo. Kinto Amit chumu khabar age egulo na. Ami chaichilam je o amar mai,
pacha ba amat gud niye kom se kam maxir opor theke khela karuk. Ami phisphis
kore Mitu ke bollam, “tui amaar maaiye chumu khaabi na?” Amit aste kore
bollo, “joto tuku exposed aachey shekhanei chumu khabo.” Amitr katha sune ami
khoob ahoto holam aar Amit ke bolam, “dekh ptaye sakal charte bajche, chal
amra ghumiye pori.”

Khanikhon modheyee Amit ghumiye porlo. Amar kintu ekebare ghum elo na, mathaye
amar khali ghurche je ekjon purush manusher dhon ki kakom hoi dekhte hobe.
Bachhder noi, ekjon purush manusher. Ami aste kore amar kunoye bhor diye ektu
uthlam, charidik dekhlam aar tar por Amitr payjamar nara ta khule diye tar
underwearer elastic to komor theke nabiye dilam aar Amitr dhon ta hathe kore
niye underwearer baire analam. Ami khanikhon Amitr adha khara hoa dhon dike
takiye roilam aar tar por nijer mukhta nabiye ami Amitr bara te aste kore chumu
khelam. Ami jakhon Minrur barae chumu khai tokhon amar nake tar barar thke ekta
ugra gondho amar nake pelam. Amitr bara ta diye chatchate ras bar hochillo. Ami
amar jeev bar kore Minrur barar theke beruno ras ta ke aste kore chete nilam.
Amar matahye takon aro egobar janna chunk chunk korchilo. Kintu kichu karar
neyee bole amio ghumiye porlam.

Pardin sakal bela abar seyee bandha dhara gat. Sakal bela sabai snan kore
jalkhabar khelo. Ami snan korte gelam. Bathroom giye ami amake bhalo bhabhe
dekhlam. Ami dekhlam je amar mai besh phulo phulo mone hochhe, maier bonta gulo
besh sakhto aar kalche kalche lagche. Amar gudtao besh phola phola laggche aar
tar char dike kal ratreete beruno ras gulo sukiye sgada shada papree jome ache
aar char char korche. Ami jakhon snan korbar someye amar gaye aar gude saban
lagachillam takhon dekhlam je amar guder konta besh sakhto aar khoob ton ton
korche. Guder konta te hath chonale sara ga ki karok shir shir kore uthchilo.
Ami bujhte aprchilam je amar sharir ekhon chda khabar janno atur. Amitr amar
sara sharire agun lagye diyeche aar akhon aamr Amitr kach theke choda na khawa
abdi shnati neyee. Amar ekhon Amit ke chayee chayee. Tar bara nijer gude na
dokkhano parjanto aamr shanty hobe na. Jak ami snan kore bathroom theke bariye
elam. Amit sakal bela abr ekta short porlo aar tar oper ekta paijama aar opore
ekta T-shirt porlo. Amar dada aar bhaira samudrate snan korbe bole swincutum
porlo. Ami ekta sutee saree pat bhenge porlam.

Amara sobai taratari kore samudrer dhare pauche gelam. Aar jal niye khelte
laglam. Maa pechen theke majhe majhe sabdhan korchilen. Ami amar saritake praye
nijer hantoo abdi tule niye chilam. Jakhon samudrer dheu aschilo takhon ami Amit
ke jorkore dhrchilam jate ami pore na jayee. Ayee dhara dhori te amader ga khoob
kore ragrachillo. Kakhono kakhono Amitr hat ta amar mai te ragar khachillo.
Jakhan jakhan Amitr hath amat mai te raga khachillo aamr sara ga diye jeno
current boye jachillo aar mar gudta katkatiye jachillo. Ekbar ami paa pichle
pore jachillam takhon Amit amake nijer hath diye sakto kore dhore niyechilo aar
ami takhon bujhte parchilam je Amitr gaye kato saktee aar bhabchillam je kakhon
Amit amake nijer sakto hath diye dhorbe amake chumu khabe amake nengto kore
amake chudbe. Sabar snan hoe gele sabai jal theke uthe porlo aar mara lunch
korar jonno Hoteler dike jete thaklam. Hotele jabar someye ami ekta chemister
dokane giye ekta face cream, ek packet sanitary pad, ekta anti septic cream o
char chota ultra thin condom kinlam. Sanitary kinlam jate amar mone kone
sandheo na thake. Ami kono risk nite chaichilam na, Jadi hatat Amit amake dhore
niye choda chudi shuru lore deye sai janno ami condom gulo kinlam. Ami
chaichilam intu amake chuduk tobe tate pet phense jak ta chaichilam na, Luncher
pore amara abar samudrar dhare gelam. Ami Amit ke jigesh korlam, “samudro te
snan korte ki rakom lage. Ma amon bhave bolchilo je amar icheche thakleo ami
samudra te snan korte parlam na.” Amit khub chalak chele, se songe songe
bollo, “tumi jole pore jao. Are baba je keu jakan takan paa slip lore porte
pare, theek kina?”

Ami bhavlam je amake jole porte hobe, tate amar puro kapor chopor bhije jabe
aar ami takhon hotel phire nijer jama kapor change korbo aar hotele jabar
samoye ami Amit ke amar songe niye jabo. Takhon ami Amit ke diye nijer sharirer
jala metate parbo. Amar mathaye er theke bhalo kono upaye aschilo na aar eo
bujhte parchilam je amake bhijte sondher age hobe. Jakhon maa aar amar dada aar
bhaira sob samudrer dhare chilo takhon ami ektu ektu kore jole bhitor jachillam.
Jakhon jal ptaye amar payer gocha obdi takhon jeye ekta dheu elo ami jhap kore
jalo bose porlam.

Amar maa amake pore jete dekhe hai hai kore uthlen aar Amit taratari kore amake
tulte chute elo. Amit amake hath dhore tene tillo aar ami abar nijer paye
danriye gelam. Amar sob jama kapor bhije chap chap korchilo aar amar sari o
blouse amar gaye chipke giye chilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je amake khoob sexy
dekhachhe. Maa amake khanikhon dhore boklo tarpor bollo, “jao hotele giye
taratari kore jama kapor sab change kore eso.” Ami aste kore make bollam,
“theek ache aar ami Mimtu ke amar songe hotel obdi niye jachii.” Maa takhon
Mimtu ke bollo, “theek ache, Amit jao tomar boner songe ektu hotele jao, aar
Khukhu aar tomake samudrer dhare aste hobe na.” Amio mone mone eiitaee chai
chillam.

Ami aar Amit hotele phire phire elam. Jakhon hotele kache elam takhon ami char
dike niye Mituke bolla, “jerok kore tue tor meye bandhu ke kole tule niye
jash amkei serakom tule niye chol.” Amit amar kotha sune amake nijer do hate
tule nilo aar amar bedrrome niye dhuklo tarpor amake bichanate shuie dilo. Ami
Amit ke bedroomer dorja bando korte bollam aar Mitu amar kotha sune bedroomer
dorja bado kore dilo. Ami takhon uthe amar sari, blouse, saya aar ekta bra bar
korlam. Mitu bollo, “ami baire jachee, tumi jama kapor chere nao.” Ami
taratari bollam, “na, na tar dorkar neyee. Tue ekhane thakte amar kono
asubide neyee. Aar amar kono secret neyee. Jaa sab meyer thake amaro tayee
ache.” Ei bole ami amar bhije sari take khule phellam. Tarpor ami amar
blouser aar brar hook guno khule phele Amitr dike pechan kore blouse aar bra
khule phelaam. Ami bujhte parchilam je Amit chokh baro baro kore make dekhche.
Ami Amit ke jigesh korlam, “Kire amar khola peeth dekhe ki mone hochhe? Khoob
sexy na?” Amit bollo, “khoob bhalo lagche aar tomar bra diye peethe ekta dag
hoe geche.” Ami amar sayata niye amar matha diye galiye niye dant diye dhorlam
aar bheje sayar nara ta khule dilam. Bhije saya ta pa beye neche giye porlo. Ami
bhavchilam je Amit ebar amar samne ese amar saya ta dhore neeche phele debe aar
make nengto kore dekhbe. Kintu Amit ta korlo na, se dibbee bhalo cheler moto
kore chup kore bose royelo. Ami taratari sayar nara bedhe nilam. Amit amar
bhije blouse aar bra ta niye shunte laglo aar bollo, “khoob sundar gandho.”
Ami jiggesh korlam, “tue ekhono kono meyer gayer gandho shunkisnee?” Amit
matha narlo aar ami jigesh korlam, “shunkbee” Amit abar matha nere bollo
haan.

Ami ebar Amitr dike much kore dariye chilam aar dekhte pelam je Amitr bara besh
bhabhe khara hoe ache. Ami Amit ke jish korlam “kee rey. Ota abaar khada hoye
gachhey naaki? Bon kay dekhey?” Amit khoob lajja pelo aar kichu bollo na. Ami
abar bollam, “tui jodi akta mayekey shunktay chaash, ami tokay shuktey deboy
aaj rateeray. Aei blouse ta chhhad. Akto janto mey eke shukay dakh.” Amit
bollo, “tai naa kee? Aasto meye kay shoka jabey?” Ami muchki hense matha
narlam. Amit jiggesh korlo, “tui kono beta cheley kay shunkay chhish?” Ami
bollam, “haan buse te koto chelera thake aar tader gaye ghamer ki pacha pocha
gandho, kintu ami ta chaina.” Tar amra hotele te theke gelam. Amit amake khoob
kore jariye chumu khelo aar amio Amit ke chmu khelam.

Ratree holo aar abar amra masharer bhetere bose gappo korte thaklam. Rat 1.00
baja obdee amara khub kore chumu khawa khaee korlam tarpor ami bhavlam je ebar
Amit ke amar opor ta khule dekhate hobe. Ami chaichilam je Amit antoto amar mai
guno chokh diye aar hath diye dekhuk, aar ote kom se kom chumu kahk. Ami Amit ke
bollam, “shunkbee?” Amit bollo “haan.” Amit tar amar sara sharita ke
kukuker moto kore shunklo tabe amar gud take banchiye. Jakhon Amitr much amar
guder jakche chilo ami aste kore amar komor ta tule dilam jate Amit amar guder
gandho ta paye. Jakhon Mimtu amar sharir ta shunkchlo takhon Amitr kunoi amar
mathaye lege gelo, o tara tari uthe amar mathaye chumu khelo. Amio Amit ke
chumu khelam. Dhire dhire amader chumu khaota besh chepe chepe hochillo. Jakhon
Amit amar mukhe, golae chumu khachlo ami takhon phisphis kore jigesh korlam,
“amaar maaeeye chumu khabie na?” Amit aste kore bollo, “jaa tui khola
rakhchchish, shekhanei chumu khaabo.” “Taar maney tor girl friend kay nijei
nangto hotay hobey na ki?” Erpor jakhom amader chum khaota ektu ruklo takhon
ami Amit ke jigesh korlam, “tui tor girl friender mai tipeesh ni?” Amit matha
narlo. Ami bollam, “shey ki ray. O to nishchoi bhabchey jey tui akta gobyate.”
Ami bhavte laglam je Amit ke diye amar mai guno ki kore chosano jak. Ami Amit ke
bollam, “ne amaar maxi to khulay nay. Maii tey haat diye dakh kirokom laagey.”
Ayee bole ami amr maxir botam guno khule maxi ta ke khule phelam aar braer
hoockkhule bra ta keo khule phellam.

Tarpor ami Amitr hath ta dhore nijer mai te lagiye dilam. Mitu aste kore amar
mai te hath bolate lagla. Jakhon Amit amar khola mai te hath bollachillo aamr
sara gaye kanta dichillo. Khanikhan pore Amit bollo, “keee jineesh, Oooooh!
Ki shundor. Aar creamy. Oooooh!” Ami dekhte parchilam je amar maite hath bolate
bolate Amitr komor tao aste aste dulche. Hatat Amit amake jariye shuiee dilo aar
amar khola mai gulote khoob lore chumu khelo, chatlo aar tar por maier bota gulo
chuste laglo. Amit amar ekta maier bota chuschilo aar anno hath diye anno mai ta
ke tipchilo. Amar eto such holo je amar gud jal chere dilo. Jakhon amar guder
jal khasar janno amar sharir ta kempe uthlo, Mitu jigesh korlo, “lagche
naki?” aAmi bollam, “naa, khuub bhalo lagche.” Kichukhom mai tepbar por
ami Amit ke jigesh korlam, “Ki korkom lagche?” Amit bollo. “Ohh! Khoob
bhalo lagche.” Kichukhon pore Amit jigesh korlo, “kal ratree te tumi ki amr
paijama khule chile?” Ami bollam, “haan, Aami akta purush manusher khada baada
dekhtey chaichilam.” Amit bollo, “tumi khoob dushtu, haan ki na?” Ami
bollam, “ami tor barate chumuo khechilam.” “Se ki, ota nogra no?” “Naa,
aamr tor barar gando takhoob bhalo lagchilo.”

Ami abar Amit ke joriye dhorlam aar bollam, “tokay amaar guud ekdeen dakhabo.
Theek acchey? Shodh Bodh hoye galo.” Tar por amar ek dujon ke chumu kheye chup
chap ghumiye porlam. Por din sakal bela ami amar maa ke bollam, “ami ajke
jole dike jabo na aar ami ektu aspas jhau bone ghure dekhte cahi. Aar ami amar
songe Amit ke niye jete chaee.” Maa rajee hoe gelo.

Ami aar Amit jalkhabar por jhau bone ghurte gelam. Jai amra jhau bone dhuklam,
ami Amit ke bollam, “eikhane tui joto joray chumu khetey chash, kheye nay.
Aaami eikhane eshe amader golpo korar bondobosto korechchi.” Amit amar kotha
sune amake jariye dhorlo aar amar mujhe golaye khuuub kore chumu khelo aar tar
por bollo, “tokay aami nangto koray shunkbo.” Ami Amit ke bollam, “aste
aste.. Amake puro nengto koris na. Kakhono keu aste pare. Tue amar blouse khule
niye amar mai niye khela kor.” Amit amar kotha mota amar blouse khule amar mai
gulo ke niye chatkalo, tiplo, chatlo aar chuslo. Kichukhon por jakhon amra bali
sue sue chumu khachilam, Amit amake jigesh korlo, “meyeder khushee korte hole
ki ki korte hoe?” Ami bollam je ami jani je ami ki chai. Amit jigesh korlo,
“bolo ki korle tumi khushee hobe?” Ami Amit ke chumu khete khete bollam,
“amakey jor koray dhoray chumu kheye, mai tepey jodi keu ador koray taholey
khoob bhaloe laagbey.” Amar kotha sune Amit amake joriye dhore bali te gethe
phello aar amar chokhe, mukhe, golaye aar mai te chumu khte laglo. Kichukhon
por Amit amar opor uthe elo. Amit amar opor aste ami neech theke komor tola
dite thaklam jeno ami Amit ke amar opor theke sarate cahi. Amit amake joriye
niye amar paa phank korar chesta korta laglo, kintu parlo na ama sarir janoo.

Amit amake jotiye niye nijer komor diye amar guder opor amon bhabhe chap dite
thaklo, jeno Amit amake chudche. Ami Amitr khara bara ta amar guder opor dhore
rakhar janno ami amar sari ta uthiye duee pa diye Amitr komor ta chepe dorlam.
Amar gud khub jor bhabhe jal khasalo aar ami chechiye uthlam, “aaaah! Ooooh.
Aaaaeeee. Ma. Ma. Khub bhalo lagche. Joray thukay jaa.” Kichukhon amake Amit
dhore rakhlo aar ami guder jal khasanor anando ta upbhog korte laglam. Tar por
Amit ke bollam, “aaamr gud akbar jal khasiye diyeche.” Amit ta sune chup
kore thaklo. Ami Amit ke jigesh korlam, “ami ki tor hishi taa kay ektu relax
koriye dee?” “Maaney?” “Tokay aami kheechey debo.” Amit matha nere na bollo aar
bollo, “ami kheechi na.” Etokhone ghari dekhe bujhlam je besh deri hoe geche,
tai amra taratari nijeder jamakapor thik kore hoteler dike hante laglam. Seii
ratree te amar chup chap shue chilam. Amit aar ami khanikhon galpo kore ekjon
anna jon ke chumu khelam. Ami khaikjan pore Amit ke bollam, “chal amra 69
positione te shoee jai. Tui amaar guud ta kay shukay daakh. Aami tor bada ta
kay shukay dekhchchi.” Ami Amitr paijama opor theke tar khara bara ta dhore
narchilam aar shunk chilam aar Amit amar due par majhe nijer nak much dhukiye
amar gud shunk chilo.

Ami dhire dhire amar paroner maxi aar saya ta tule amar komor porjonto nangto
hoe gelam. Ebar Amitr chokher samne amar bal bhara gud ta chilo. Ami Amit ke
bollam, “jaa ichchaa kor aita key niye.” Amit aste kore amar guder bal gulo
niye khela korlo aar tarpor amar gud ta ke do angul diye khule nilo aar amake
bollo, “paa phaak kor. Amakey tor phank kora gud dekhtey dey.” Ami amon
dekhalam je amar ichcha neye aar ami amar paa jato kahni hoe tato khani phank
kore dhorlam. Amit amar guder opor nijer nak rekhe khoob kore koek bar jore
jore sunghlo aar bollo, “aah. Bhalo gondho.” Mitu amar gude chumu khelo tobe
o bujhte parchilo na guder kont ta kothaye. Amit amar gud ta jore jore
chatchilo aar je phuto diye hisi hoe okhane nijer jeev diye chap dichhilo. Amit
amake jiggesh korlo, “eita Kee? Eikhan thekay tui hishi korish.” Ami anador
janno gungeye bollan, “haan.”

Jakhon Amit amar gud chatchilo, ami Amitr paijama ta khule tar underwear ta
tene tar komor theke nabiye dilam. Underwear nababar songe songe Amitr khara
bara ta spring motan chitke beriye ese khara hoe jhulte laglo. Ami bujhte
parchilam je Amitr khara bara amar gude dokhar janno khara hoe geche. Amara
jantam je eei hoteler ghore ekhon chod chudi hote pare na. Ami tai Mimtur bara
take hathe chumu khelam aar ektu chuslam tar por otake kheenchte laglam. Amit
amake thamiye dilo aar bollo, “ami bara kheechee na. Aami tokey akdeen
chudbo.” Ami janchilam je Amit amake koske chodar janno tayree hoe geche. Amit
ekhon chaichilo je o amake dhore nengto kore kose chudbe, tai ami Amit ke aste
kore bollam, “lokhee sona. Eikhaney amar gud chudish na. Aami tokey chudtey
debo. Eikhaney naa. Ammader jete hobey.” Amit lakhee cheler mato amar katha
sune mene nilo. Amit takhon amar gude khoob kore chumu khelo aar amar gude
nijer angul dhukiye khanokhon narlo tar por amake uthe boste bollo. Amake
dekhiye dekhiye Amitr nijer angul chatlo aar bollo, “tor guud ta besh
mishtee.” Amra amder kapor chopr theek kore abar mukomukee sue porlam. Amit
amake jigesh korlo, “jokhon bada ta guder modhey jaye tokhon ki meyeder
baytha hoye?” “Na. Khoob bhalo laagey. Amadero gud theke jal khase.” Amit pher
jigesh korlo, “tui kobay chudabee?” “Tokay kalkay chudbo. Lokhi sona amar.
Aami jaani tor koshto hocchhey. Ki kori bol?” Amit chup kre thaklo aar
khanikhon pore amra ghumiye porlam.

Porer din sakal belay ami maa ke bollam, “maa ajke amder Digha te shesh din
aar amio khoob thake gechee. Aajke aami aar samudrar dhare jabo na. Ami Hoteler
ghorete ektu aaram korbo aar Amit songe add debo.” Maa raji hoe gelo aar
bollo, “aajke sabai mile ghurte jabo aar praye sondhe belate hotele phirbo.
Ghore khabar ache aar jadi kothao jao to tomra chabi hoteler countere diye
diyo.” Praye 11.00 obdi sabai samudror dhare berate chole gelo. Amar ar Amitr
snan hoe giyechilo. Ami takhon Mimtu ke bollam, “aajkey tui amakey koto bhalo
bashish janieye dey.” Amara palonger dhare bose galpo korte laglam aar majhe
majhe chumur adam pradan karchilam. Kakhono kakhono Amit kaporer opor theke
amar guder opor hath chalachilo aar amio Amitr barar opor hath marchilam. Amit
khanik pore uthe gharer sab parda guno tene dilo aar sab darja gulo check kore
amake bollo, “Khukumoni tokey aajkey ekhunee aami chudbo. Tui jayee bol,
aajkey aami tokey chudbo.” Ami bollam, “amakey jor koray jaa korar tai koray
nay.” Amit bollo, “Mane?” Ami bollam, “amakey mar dhor kor, haat pa
bendhay dey. Jor jobordosti koray nangto koray chudey dey. Aami tokay thamabar
cheshta korlayo tui amakey chudey dey. Kintu tui bhalokoray chudey dey.” Amit
ke aar kichu bojhate holo na. Amit amake hath dhore palong theke uthiye danr
koriye dilo aar aamke mukhe golay chokhe nake chumu khete laglo aar amar pacha
guno chepe dhorte laglo. Ami Amit ke chumu khete laglam. Hmmmm. Mhhhh.
Mmmmmmmmm. Amit amar sarir anchol sariye diye amar komor dhore amake nijer dike
tanlo aar amar mai gulo te nijer mukh ghoste laglo.

Amit amake palong abar theke basiye dilo. Jakhon ami palonge bose gelam, Mimtu
amar samne due hantoor opor bose amar paa duto ke palonger opor yule dilo. Amit
tar por amar opor ange nijer much ghoste laglo aar mai te chumu khete laglo. Ami
guder jalaye aar anandote kampchilam aar bhabhchilam je kakhon Amit amake
sampurno bhabhe nengto kore amar sharirta niye khelbe aar amar gude nijer bara
dhukiye amar satichad ta phatabe. Amit amar komor jariye dhore amar blouser
hoock khulte laglo. Blouser hoock tight chilo bole khulchilo na. Amit hechka
tane amar blouser sab kata hoock chinre dilo. Amo jor golaye bollam, “kee
hochchey ta kee?” Amit bollo, “haramjadi. Chup kor.” Amit amar ga theke
blouse khule phele dilo aar tar por bra opor theke amar mai te chumu khete
laglo. Mai te chumu khete khete Amit amar braer hoock khulbar chesta korte
lagl. Ami amr hathta pechene niye giye braer hoock ta khule dilam. Amit ebar
amar bra ta amr mai theke khule niye phele dilo aar amar mai guno ke chatkae
laglo aar chumu khete laglo.

Dhire dhire Amit amar mai theke neecher dike chumu khete laglo. Amitr much amar
komar, sarir bandhoner, kache gelo. Amit amake komore chumu khachilo aar hath
diye amar mai gulo khoob kore chatka chillo. Amit er par sarir opor theke amar
guder opor chumu khete laglo. Amar paa duto palonger dhare chilo aar ami palong
opor sue chilam bole Amit amar guder opor besh koekbar chumu khelo. Tr por Amit
amar paa duto phank korte lahlo. Ami, je rakom kore meyera bole, seye rakom
kore bollam, “kee hochey ta kee. Naaa. Ammmar hishi jaygaye haath deesh na.”
Amit amar kotha sunlo na aat amar paaer niche hath diye bollo, “tor paa duto
amar kandhey raakh. Tor hishi jayga taa ami khabo.” Ami badha debar chesta
korlam. Amit amar sari aar saya ta tule jor kore amar paa duto nijer kandhe
rekhe nilo. Tarpor Amit amar hath duto alto kore dhore amar thigher bhetor dike
chatte laglo. Ami anandoe bihovr hoe bolchilam, “hmmmmmm. Hmmmmmmmm. Aaaaah
Koreesh na. Please. Koreesh naa.”

Ami palonger opoer nijer sharir take ekabenka korchilam aar Amit dhire dhire
amar thigh theke aste aste amar guder dike chumu khete khete agochilo. Amit
amar hath gulo jor kore dhore ja ichche hochilo tai korchilo. Ekbar o amar ekta
hath chere diye amar ekta mai tipte shuru korlo aar ami Amitr mathaye hath diye
tar chule hath bolate laglam. Khoob taratari Amit chumu khete khete amar gud
obdee paunche gelo. Amit takhon amar guder opor aste kore alto kore chumu khete
lahlo. Ami bole uthlam, “aaah Oooooh. O Maaa. Please amakey bhalo koray shuiye
jaa korar kor.” Amit amar kothaye kan na diye amake hath dhore dnar karalo aar
amar komor thele amar sari khule nilo aar tar par amar sayar narar gero ta
ljule dilo. Syata jeyee komar theke paa be niche porlo, Amit jhunke saya ta
tule dure phele dilo. Ebar ami Amitr samne ekdon nengto hoe gelam. Tar par Amit
nijer shirt ta khule phello. Jakhon Amit nijer shirt ta khul chilo ami Mntur
panter hoock ta khule dilam aar panter zip takeo tene nabiye dilam. Amitr pant
khule pore gelo. Tar ami Amitr umderwear takeo tene komor theke nabiye dilam
aar tar khara bara ta nijer hathe dhore nilam.

Eibar ami aar Amit ek dijoner samne ekdon nengto hoe chilam. Amitr bara ta
khara hoe dul chilo aar amar gud theke ras ber hoe hoe jhoob rasiye giechilo.
Amit amar guder bal niye khela korte shuru kore chilo aar ami Amitr bara niye
khela lorchilam. Ami Amitr bara ta dhore nijer dike tene bollam, “amar paa
duto key tulay dhor. Aami tor baada ta kay ammar guder photor bhitorey chalatey
chai.” Amit amake tule dhorlo aar ami barata dhore nijer guder phuto tate opor
neeche kore ghaste laglam. Amit anandor janno hisiye uthlo. Amio choda khabar
anonde bollam, “hnnnnnn. Ooooo Ma. Oooooh. Aaro ekto koro amakey.” Amit amake
nabiye bichana te shueye dilo. Amit palong opor uthe amar due paaer majhe ese
nijeke thik kore dhorlo. Amar paa duto tule amake boolo, “tui neejer haath
diye guder phuto ta ke phak kor.” Amit amar pacha ta tule dhorlo aar nijer
hath diye barata dhore amar guder opor ghoste laglo. Ami bujhte parlam je Amit
jane na je guder konta ta konkhane hocchhe. Ami Amit ke ruke bollam, “aii
jayega taa tui chat and angul diye khail.” Amit amar kotha bujhte pere amar paa
duto aro phank kare dilo aar nujer mujh ta amar guder niye ese guder konta te
chumu khete laglo. Khanikhon por Amit amar konter opoer theke dhakna sariye
jeev diye amar konta ta chatte laglo aar chuste laglo. Amar much diye gonganee
beriye elo, “Oooooh. Aaaah. Oh Maaa. Aeeee.” Koik minuter bhetore ami bole
uthlam, “Aamar guder jal khashbe. Asche…….ascheee…….aaaa. Oooooh.
Aeeeee.” Amit aro jore jore konta ta chuste laglo. Ami aabr bollam.
“aaaaaaaa aabar aamr guer jal jhasbe, char chat bhalo kore chat, chete chee
pharsa kore de amar gudta, ascheeeeeeeeee ascheeeeeee Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhh
Ahhhhhh, dey dey aro jore jore chete deye pleaseeeeeeeeeee.” Khanikkhon pore
amar gud abar jal charlo. Amar shara sharir ghame bhige giyichilo aar Amitr
bara ta khara hoe lafa lafi korchilo. Khanikhon bisram nebar ami Amit ke
bollam, “Amit. Oee aalnar uporer thekay akta saree diye ammar paa duto phaak
koray bendhay dey aar taar por amakey neye. Amar gud tor khar bara diye chude
chude phata.”

Amit taratari alnar theke sari diye amar paa duto phank kore bedndhe dilo aar
tar por amar kache uthe elo. Ami Amit ke bollam, “amakey tor bada ta kay
chushtey dey. Aar tui amar gud ta kay kheye nay.” Amit songe songe amar mukher
opor nijer bara ta rekhe amar guder opor jhapiye porlo. Amit jeev diye amar gud
ta chatte shuru kore dilo aar amio Amitr bara ta mukhe niye chuste shuru kore
dilam. Amit amar guder bhetor jatojaye jeev dhukiye amar guder ras chetepute
jhachillo aar amio Amitr bara jato amar mujhe dhoke dhukiye chat chilam aar
chuschilam. Amit theke theke nijer komor tola diye barata diye amar much
chudchilo. Khoob taratari Amitr bara amar mukhe lafate laglo. Ami bujhte parlam
je ebar Amitr bara mal dhalbe. Ami ruke gelam aar bollam, “please, aami aar
parchchee naa. Aamar gud ta phetey jacchey. Ebar ammakay joray chuday day.”
Amit jhat kore gelo aar bara ta amar gude dhokate chesta korte laglo. Pratham
bar jeyee barata gude dhokate laglo, ani chechiyee uthlam, “O Maa. Bheeshon
laagchey. Thaam. Thaam.” Amit abar bara gude dhokabar chesta korlo. Koikbar
chesta korlo kintu taratari dhokate parchilo na. Amit aar nijeke rukhte
parchilo na aar ami o chodabar janno asthir hoe porchilam. Amra dujaniye khoob
garam hoe giyechilam aar chaichlam je jato taratari pari choda chudi korte.
Amar satichad ta besh sakhto chilo kechutayee phat chiona. Amit hatat ruke gelo
aar bollom “tokay angul diye agey chudtey hobay. Tor seal ta bhangtey hobay.”
Ebar Amit amar gudta te chumu kheye angul diye amar guder charpase ghorate
laglo. Ekbar Amit bollo, “Ei nay,” aar jor kore ek jhatkate nijer hather
najher angulta amar gude dhukiye dilo. Ami bethaye kunkre gelam aar chebcheye
bollam, “aaa Maa. Oooooh. Maa. Bhison babhe laaglo.”

Ek gud seal bhangar por amar du minute shato kore shue railam. Ami bujhte
parlam je ja hobar ta hoe geche ebar gur chodonr anado upobhog korar somay ese
geche. Amit khankkon pore nijer ek hather angule diye amar guder phuta take
khule dhorlo aar ann hather angul diye amar gud chudte laglo. Thwack. Thwack.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Ami bollam, “chudey dey. Amaaye
chudey day.” “Aaami aashchi. Amaaaaaaaaaar Gudddddddddd jaaaaaaaaaal
chaaaaaaarcheeeeeee. Aaaaa. Ooooh. O Maa.” Amar abar guder jal khoslo. Ami
jantam je Amit ebar tar bara diye amar gud chudbe, tai ami Amit ke bollam,
“amar pursere thekay condom bar koray niye tor badaye porey nay. Tar por
amakey joray chudey dey.” Jakhon Amit amar purse theke condon bar kore
lagachillo, ami chudabar janno adhir hoe porchilam aar Amit ke bollam,
“chudey dey Amaye chudey day.”

Ami sue sue dekhte parchilam je Amit chodar janno bhison excited aar tar janno
condom porte parchena. Ami takhon Amit ke amar kache daklam aar tar barr mukhe
condom rekhe condom ta poriye dilam. Amit condom pore amar opor ese shue porlo
aar amake chodbar janno prastute holo. Ami nich theke khali bolchiam, “chod
amakey chod.” Hatat Amit amar opor theke uthe gelo aar amar paa gulo khule
dilo. Abar Amit amar paa duto phank kore amar payer majhkhane ese shulo. Amit
nijer bara amar gude dhokar agae amake bollo, “tui thaaper por thaap khabar
shomoye ulto gud uthiye chodabie.” Erpor Amit hath kore dhore bara ta amar
guder phutor sath lagiye aste dhakka marlo aar or bara ta amar gude 1” mato
dhuke gelo. Tar por Amit amar dui mai ke nijer muthote kore dhore ek jhatka
marlo aar Amit puro bara ta amar gud char char kore dhuke gelo. Ami khoob
baitha pelam aar konkiye uthlam. Amit amar mai te chumu khete khete bollo bash
hoe geche sona amar aar lagbe na. Aibar aram kore paa tule choda khao. Jato
paro gude bara dhukiye guder phena tolo aar jal khasao.” Amitr hath diye amar
mai gulo dhore jore jore tipchilo abar kakhono kaclachilo. Ami choda khete khete
neech theke komor tola dite dite bolchilam, “Ooooh Ma!!!! Tor baada ta bheshon
bodo. Thaama. Arr chudish naa. Aaami moray jabo.” Amit amar kathaye kan na diye
amay gayer jore chud jachillo. Amit bara ta amar gude gayer jore dhokachillo
aar abar ek jhatka diye bar korchilo. Amitr choda khete khete ami bhabhchilam
je Amit ekta kukurer motam kore chudche. Ami choda khete khete amar komor
tulchilam aar chodanor sukhe nite bujhchilam je gud chodanote baitha kom aar
maza beshee. Ami komor tola dite dite bolchilam, “ammakey merey phaal. Ooooh.
Aaaah Maaa. Oooo Ma Aaaro chod. Jorey chod. Aaaa Ooooo. Phata phata amar gud ta
aj bara diye thapiye thapiye phatiye de. Ohhhh kobe theke amar sakh chilo je
tor bara ta gude neco, aaj se sakh puro holo. Amit chod chod, nijer boner guder
bara dhoka.” Aiee sab katha bolte bolte amar gud abar nijer jal khasalo.
“Aaaah Ooooo Maa. Amar guuuuud. Amakay maray phal. Oooooh.” Aro koeta thap mere
Amit amar gude bara ta puropuri dhukiye besh kore chepe dhorlo aar nijer barar
mal amar gude dhele amar gud bhasiye dilo. Jakhon Amit gude mal dhalchilo
takhon Amit bolchilo, “aaah Ooooh. Tokay aami bhalo bashi. Oooh Chod amakay
chod.”

Amader choda chudi hoe jabar por amara chup kore khaniknon sue thaklam amader
gaa theke gham jhrcholo. Amar pa takhono Mimtur komorer opore charano chilo aar
Mitur netiye pora bara takhono amar guder modheye chilo. Amit aste kore amar
opor theke amar pase gariye sue porlo. Amara amader prathom choda chudir
annadota upobhog korchilam. Amit amake jigesh korlo, “komon chhiloe. Tor maja
hoyechey.” Ami bollam, “bhaalo. Khoob bhalo choda khelam tor bara diye.” Amara
khinokhon soyar pore ami uthe Amitr bara theke condon ta khule nilam aar dekhlam
je condomer bhetore besh khanikta barar maal pore ache. Amitr bara besh khankta
maal dhele chilo. Maaler rang sada aar besh gharo. Ami amar ekta abgul diye
maal tule nijer mukhe dilam. Maal ta besh nonta nonta. Ami Amit ke bollam,
“tor barar mal ta khete khoob bhalo.” Praye dash minute pore ami Amitr bara
ta mukhe pure chuste laglam. Amitr bara abar khara hote shuru korlo. Ami takhon
barar ganth theke chamra sariye bara ta chuste laglam. Ami Mimtur bichi guno
hathe niye dekhchilam aar kato maal ogulote jama ache. Ami Mimtu ke bolam,
“tor bichee gulo te kom say kom aro du teen bar chodar motan maal ache, aar
amar tor becheer sab malta chaiee.”

Amar ekbar choda kheye mon bhore nee aar Amitro ek bar chide mon bhore nee.
Amra arekbar choda chudi korte chaichilam. Ami jato Mitur bara ta chuschilam,
Amitr bara tato khara hochiillo. Khanikhon pore Amitr bara abar puro puri
bhabhe khara hoe gelo. Ami ei bar Amit ke bollam, “ai baar amakey tokay
chudtay day.” Ami abar amar purse theke ekta natun condon bar kore Amitr
barataye poriye dilam. Tar por ami Amitr opor chore uthe hathe kore Mitur
barata nijer guder mukhe rakhe aste aste Mitur opor bose porlam. Amitr bara ta
amar gude anyase dhuke gelo. Ami Amit ke bollam, “amar mai tep. Mai gulo niye
khela kor.” Amit du hath diye amar duto mai niye kachlate laglo aar ami Amitr
buke nijer duto hath rekhe komor tule tule Amitr opor oth bos korte laglam.
Majhe majhe ekadh bar barata amar gud theke beriye aschilo aar setake ami abar
hath diye dhore nijer gude pure dichhilam. Eta amader second rounder choda
chudi chilo bole amara dujoneyee aaram se chudchilam. Majhe majhe Amit nijer
komor tola diye neech theke amar gude thap marchilo. Amitr barata amar guder
rose bhije giye sar sar kore dhukchilo aar bar hochilo, theek jeno ekta khosha
charano kala mukhe dukhche aar ber hochhe. Amit ghar tule tule nijer barata
amar gude dhoka aar beruno dekhchilo. Ami thonte thont chepe Amit ke
thapachillam. Khanikhon pore Amit amar duto mai chepe dhore neech theke jore
jore thap marte laglo. Praye dash minut pore amar tal pet mochrate laglo aar
gud ta tan tan korte laglo. Ami bujhte parlam je ebar amar guder jal khosbe.
Ami hissiye Amit ke bollam, “Amit darling. Aami tokay bhalobashi. Tui
ammakeyy chod. Amaakay chod. Chudey jaa.” Er par ami Amitr bara ta nijer gude
niyee jhap kore Amitr opor bose porlam ar hafate laglam. Amar sara sharir gheme
bhije giyechilo.

Ami khanikhon Amitr bara ta nijer gude niyee Amitr opor sue royelame, tar por
ami aste kore Amitr pase Amitr buke matha rekhe sue porlam. Khanikhon pore amar
dom phire elo. Ami majhe majhe Amitr kapale, buke chumu khachillam. Ami Amit ke
jigesh korlam, “Amit. Lokhi shona. Bhaalo choda chudi hoyechey?” Amit bollo,
“choda to arombhoi hoyechey. Tui atoe bhalo gud chodash, aami tokay jokhon
khushi tokhon chudbo.” Ami takhon Amitr bara theke condom na khule niye tar
bhetare dekhlam aar tar por Amit ke bollam, “tore badar ras shesh hoye
aashchey naa ki rey?” Ami condom ta aste aste ultiye nijer mukhe Amitr sab ras
ta dhele nilam aar sab ras ta gile khe nilam. Puro ras te chete chete kheye
niye ami Amit ke bollam, “tor barar ras to khoob bhalo khete aar eta khele
meyeder shair shatho ta khoob bhalo thake.” Besh khanikhon amra chup chap
bose roilam tar por ami Amit ke bollam, “Ebar ami chan korey ni are tuiyo chan
koray ney. Kapor jama porey ne, Maa ekto pore esheyjabey”

Ami bichana theke uthlam aar bathroom jete laglam, kintu amar hath dhore nilo
aar bollo, “tham ami tokay ar aikbar aro chudbo.” Ami Amit ke bollam, “Na.
Are noye son amar. Amar gud aar choda khete parbe na. Ekhon amar guder papree
gulo te jala korche. Tor aoi mota bara ta gile gile amar guder barota beje
geche.” Amit takhon bollo, “thhek acchey tui jaa!” Ami ebar nengto hoeye sara
ghar ta ghure ghure dekhte laglam je amader choda chudir kono chinho to ghare
neyee. Ami ghare ghurte ghurte dekgte pelam je Amitr bara ta abar khara hoe
geche. Hatat Amit bichana theke laf mere uthe amake japtiye nilo aar amake
chumu khete laglo aar bollo, “chair taye chol.” Ami mana korle Amit amar hath
ta dhore muchriye diye amake chair ta kache niye gelo. Amit amake dhakka mere
chair tai bosiye dilo aar bollo, “tor dutoe paa ei handler upoerey raakh.
Tokay aami eikhaney chudbo.” Ami Amit ke bojhate gelam je amar gude jala korche
aar gudtar ekhon rest chaee. Amit amar katha kane nilo na aar na aar amar dike
chok pakiye bollo, “tui chodabi naa amar are keechu kortey hobay?” Amit
chairer pechene gelo aar amako bollo, “dakh ainaye dakh. Tore aami mai
teepchiee. Taar por tor gudey ami hath debo. Daykh. Cheye cheye dakh.” Amit
chairer pechene dariye amar mai gulo tipte laglo aar tar por hath ta neeche
niye ese amar guder bale hath ghoste laglo. Ami ainaye dekhte pachhilam je
Amitr khoob bhalo lagche. Tar por Amit ekta hather angul diye amar gudta khule
dhorlo aar nijer anno hather angul diye amar guder bhetor narte laglo aar amake
bollo, “daakh. Tore gudey aamar angul aachchey.”

Amit khanik pore ruke gelo aar jekhane amar sari porechilo sekhantheke amar
sari niye elo. Sari ene Amit amar paa gulo ek ek kore chairer hathar songe
bandhlo. Eibar Amit amake bollo, “tokay ebaar amee amaar moton koray chudbo.”
Amit abar giye amar purse theke ekta condom niye elo aar setake nijer barar opor
chariye nilo. Tar Amit bara ta amar guder phutor opor rekhe halka kore thap
marlo aar barar gant ta amar rase bheja gudete par par kore dhuke gelo. Tar por
Amit amar mai duto hathe niye amake aste aste thap mere mere chudte thaklo.
Amitr bara ta amar gude aste aste dhukchilo aar berochillo. Amit ekekbar amar
gude jor jor thap marchilo aar abar dhire dhire thpachillo. Kakhono kakhono
Amit guder behtor nijer bara ta ara ari bhave dhokachillo aar bar korchillo.
Amitr nana bhabhe thapano te ami besh garam hoye giyechillam aar ami Amitr
bichi guno nijer hathe niye katchlate laglam. Khanikkhon choda khabar por amar
tal petta mochor marte shuru korlo. Ami Amit ke bollam, “Ahhhh aah Aamar
aashchey. Amaaaaaar guuuud jallllllll charrrrbe. Chooodey jaa. Aaaaeee.” Amitr
gala thekeo nanan rakom awaj berochilo. Amit bolchilo, “haramdadi. Tokay
aamee aro chudboe. Deye guuuuuud deye amaye.” Amit aibhabhe amake besh
khanikhon chudlo aar tar por amar guder jal aar Amitr barar ras ek songe
berulo. Choda chudi sesh hobar por Amit barata amar gud theke bar korlo aar
amar paa gulo khule dilo. Ami khinkhon chaire bose roilam. Ami tar par amar
kampa paa niye Amitr kache uthe gelam aar take chumu khelam aar tar bara theke
condom ta khule nilam. Dekhlsm condome kboob alpo ras pore ache. Ami condom
theke ras ta niye amar maier bota te lagiye ghoshe nilam aar bollam, “ei ras
ta maier botar janoo khoob bhalo.” Er por amra bathroome jaoar jaano prastut
holam. Ami jakhon bathroome jachillam, takhon Amit amar komor joriye bollo,
“er por therke ami jakhon ichche toke chudbo. Tor gudta amar barar golam.
Amar jakhon ichche hobe takhon ami toke jerakom bhave ichche toke chudbo.”
Ami Amit ke bollam, “tui khoob bhalo choodtey parish. Tui jokhonee shomoy
paabi Kharagpur thekey ayshe jabi. Are aamra choda chudi korbo. Ai deen ta
money rakhar jonney tor jonnay ami amar guuder chul rekheychi. Aee ney. Aare
tor chiodar condom to aamee raakhchchee. Jokhonee tor monay podbay aamee eita
shunkay naybow.”

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bujhte parche na je take ekahne keno daka hoeche.
Ami Amit ke bollam, “Tue chupchap bos aar ami toke amar plan bolchee.” Amit
hath duto pockete rekhe chairete arsta hoe bolo. Ami bollam, “Aram kore bos,
ekhon ekhane keu asbena. Amar bandhavi nijer bari giyeche. Ami bari theke amar
amar permission niye ekhane du

Mamato Bhai Ke Diye Gud Chodano - Part 2

Amit ke hostele chere diye amra abar Kolkataye phire elam. Bari eshe ami sab
theke age bathroome gelam aar giye hishi korlam. Hishi hoye jabar par jakhon
ami amar gudta dhuchillam ami hath diye amar gudta chuye bujhte parlam je Amitr
choda kheye amar gudta ektu beshi phank hoye geche. Ami uthe giye nijeke ainar
samne daralam aar gudta bhalo kore dekhlam. Dekhlam je guder mukhta besh khule
ache, tar angule diye dekhlam je guder bhetore satichhad aar neyee.

Parerdin college giye ami amar chodabar kotha amar bondhuder bollam. Bondhura
bollo, “Good God. Tui to daroom chutee koraychish ray. Teen teen baar gud
chudiye cheesh? Tao tor bhai chudechey tokay?” Ami amar classer modhey khoob
popular hoye gelam. Amake amar bondhu ra jigesh korte lahlo je barata ke much
diye aar gud diye khete ki rakom lage? Bara jakhon gude dhoke takhan ki khub
lage? Gud chodate kato maza hoe? Classer jato meyera nijer boyfreinder kotha
bolto tara amar samne sab chup mere gelo. Classer meye, Neeta, je khub baro
golaye bolto je tar boyfriend tar sareer opor theke tar gud khablaye se ekhon
chupchap thato.

Claaser modhey amar man samman bere gelo aar ami khub popular hoe gelam. Edike
Amitr songe choda chudee te amar sharir tao besh barte laglo. Amar maigulo
phule uthlo aar amar purono braguno sab bekar hoe gelo. Amar pacha duto bharo
bhari hoe uthlo aar hantar songe songe pacha duto besh bhalo bhabhe dulte shuru
korlo. Ami bujhte parlam je ami ek kumaree meye theke ekjon gud chodane mahila
hoe gechee. Amit amake chodar somay amar thont duto khub chusechilo aar tayee
amar thont duto ektu phule uthlo. Sab miliye amar classer meyera amake ekjon
sexy mahila bolte laglo.

Amit jabar praye dash din pore Amit amake prathom chithee liklho. Amitr chithee
na peyee ami bhabhchilam je Amitr amake chodar sakh mite geche aar tayee o amake
ar chitee debena.

Amit amake likhlo,

“Dear Khukumoni:
Digha jabar janno dhannobad. Ami nije thke kono dino ekla Digha jete partam
naa. Ami jani je amar chithee na peye tumi khoob chintito. Ami khamma parthee
aar pratigya korchee je aar deri kore chithee debona. Kintu kee korbo prashunar
eto chap je matha tolar samaye neyee. Tabe amar mathar modheye ja ja hoyechee ta
sab samay ghurte thake. Ami sab samaye bhabhte thaki je ki rakom kore choda
chudee korechee aar tatae amader kato anandoo hoyeche. Amar chokher samne kahli
tor much bhaste thake aar ami dekhee je to mukhe kato rakon bhav ase jakhon tue
amar bara ta gude nish, jakhon tor guder jal khase.

Kintu abar amr mathaye etao ase je amara cousins hochee aar madder choda chudee
kora ta theek? Amara dujanyee jani je madder choda chudee ta incest hochee.
Kintu ami ekhon manush khaoya bagh. Amara much ekhon aro chaye. Amar barata
abar to gude dhukte chaye. Tor ki mone hoye je amader abar choda chudee kora
ucheet? Eta ki theek hobe? Tue bhalo kore bheve amaye jabab patha. Hazar holeo
tue ekta meye aar tuee nije thik kor je ki kora uchit. Haan, ekta kotha, ami
toke khoob khoob bhalobashi aar toke abar theke chdte chayee.

Amar bhalo basha nish. Tor uttarer apekha te royeelam. Amar ajsta chumban tor
sara sharire nish.

Amit”

Ami jakhon Amitr chithee porlam to bujhte parlam je Amit amake sattee sattee
bhalobashe. Aar etao bujhlam je amar aar Amitr kono mote biye hote parena. Amit
sattee sattee ekta gentleman aar moner dando janne Amit amake chithee lekhe nee.
Ami bhavete laglam je ami jadi Amitr chithir uttar na dee to Amit aar Kolkatate
asbe na aar eleo amake chudbe na. Ami anke bheve chinta kore Amit ke uttar
pathalam.

“Amit:
Tor chithee ta kintu amar kache kono aschrya noye. Tue sattee sattee gentleman.
Toke amar bolte ache je ami ke ki bole tar dhar dhari na. Maa jadi amader byapar
jante pare tao ami care kari na. Tor songe amar ja relation gore utheche tar
janno ami ektup afsosh kari na. Haan aar jadi amake tor janno shashtee pete tao
niye nebo.

Ami toke amar icheche moto chithee likhte parbo na, tobe toke ami bhishan
bhishan bhalobashi, Ami tor samne nijer kapor chopor khule paa phank kore sutam
na jadi na ami toke bhalobashtam. Aar bagh keno annoo jinish khae jakhon se
manusher mansho pabe? Aar tao bina chaitayee. Sejanno, tue tara tari Kolkata
chole aye. Amara abar theke chodachudi korbo. Ami tor bara chusbo aar tuee amar
gud chusbee aar gud chudbee. Haan, amio amder Digha ghatona gulo amar chokher
samne dekhte payee. Bhalo kore porasuna kor aar jakhon somay hoe takhon amake
chithee likhbee.

Ami tor hochhee aar tor thakbo. Amader majhkhane keuo thakbena. Ami toke amar
sab kitchu ujar kore diyechee aar debo. Tue shudhu janbee je ami toke anek anek
bhalobashi.

Amar bhalobasha aar chumu nish.

Khuku”

Jato din berute laglo, tato Amitr chiti aro derite aste laglo. Ichu fin pore
Amit aar chithee liklo na. Amar mone hote laglo je Amit bodh hoye nijer pistoto
boner songe choda chudi karar janno mone mone khub ahoto. Kintu Amit kichu din
pore likhlo je, “ami sab somay tomake nijer chokher samne dekhi. Dekhi je tue
nangto hoe amar pase bichanate shoe achis. Toke dekhte dekhte amar bara ta khara
hoe jaye aar ami tor opore chore toke chudte thaki. Kintu jeyee amar ghum bhenge
jaye ami dekhi je keu kothao neyee aar amar barata khara hoe ache. Amar khub
kharab lage. Amar mone hoe je amar barar neeche tholi te jama virja khali tor
gud phelar janno tayeree hochhe. Ami janina ami ki korbo?”

Ami Amit ke likhlam, “Amit, Sona amar, tue jadi amake mone kore nijer bara
kheenchis to ami kichu mone korbo na. Tue jakhon bara kheencbee amake agetheke
janiye dish, tahole ami bichanate amar sab jama kapor khule nengto hue nijer
paa duto phank kore shue thakbo aar mone mone bhabo je tue amar gude bara
dhukiye jordar nari talano thap marachis aarami komor tule tor barata amar
gudke khawchee. Amader choda cgudir sheshe amar ek dujon ke jariye amared jal
khashachee.

Tue oto chinta bhavna korishna. Toke ami ageo bolechi je tue jakhon Kolkata
ashbee ami tor barar sab jala nitiye debo. Tue takhon amake jato parish chude
dish. Amar gud phank kore kore jato parish nijer barar ras gude bhorish. Tue
Kolkata te ele tue ja ja bolbee ami tor janno ta ta korbo.

Tue khali amar kache chole aye. Amar bhalobasha aar chumu nish. Tor choda
khabar apekkhaye rayilam.

Khuku”

Sara garam kal beriye gelo aar tar por pechpeche barsha ka beriye gelo kintu
Kolkata te aste parlo na. Ami khali Amitr theke choda khabar janno apekkhaye
chup chap Kolkayaye bose royechee. Amar aar sajhho hochhilona. Tayee ami Amitr
nam kore ek ek rate du-teeb kore angule diye guder ras khashachee. Tarpor sheet
kal eshe gelo. Amit amake likhlo:

“Darling Khuku:

Christmas chutee te ami chayee je ami tor kache Kolkataye ashi. Ami chayee je
tue amader janno ekta niribili jayega khunje rakh, jekhane amara jaa icheche
korte pari, jakhon icheche korte pari. May be, I get to keep you completely
naked with me. I have an elaborate plan for you. Can we do that?

Love

Amit”

Ami Amit ke like pathalam, “Darling, tor katha moto ami jatega pabar janno
chesta korbo jekhane amake aar toke jeno keu disturb na kore. Tobe koto diner
janno alda ghar chaee ta likhishni keno? Je muhurte ami ghar peye jabo ami toke
likhe janabo. Ekhon toke bole rakhi je tue sab samay amar buker bhetore thakis.
Jakhoni ami chok bando kori ami tike dekhte payee. Aar dekhee je tue amake
nengto kore achcha kore chumu khachhis aar amar mai tipchis. Ami sam samay
bujhte pari je tor kato tara ache amake chodar janno. Amio tke khoob taratari
amar kache chaee. Akon nijer pora shone thak.

Amar bhalobasha nish

Khuku”

Ami bujhte parlam je ami aar college pora meye nayee, ekhon ami Amitr premik.
Amit amake apon kore pete chae amon jayegaye jekhane keu amader jeno disturb na
kore. Ami aro janlam je Amit amader choda chudi te amar pet hote dite chai na.
Clegge jabar somay ami ekta ashuder dokan theke du maser janno contraceptive
pill kine nilam ar ekta kheye nilam. Choda chudi somay condom lagiye chudte
Amit khoob ekta bhalo lagena.

Dhire dhire din par hote laglo aar amar matha kaj korte laglo je ki rakon kore
ami kom kore 24 ghantar janno ekta asthana khunge bar korbo jekhane ami aar
Amit aram kore choda chudi korte parbo. Ami etao chinta korchilam je ami barite
ki bolbo, karon maa sab samay amake chokhe chokhe rakhe. Seshmesh, ekta suraha
dekhte pelam, jate bariteo jhamela hobe na aar ekta niribili ghor paowa jabe.
Amar classer ek bondhu Kolkatar baierr meye hochhe aar se ekta one bed rppm
flat bhara kore Nort Kolkataye thake. Tar bariwala kono sate panche thake na.
Amar bondhutee chutee te nijer barite ek saptaher janno jachee. Ami tar songe
kotha bollam je ami tar flate du din aar du ratree janno amar bhai ke niye
thake pari? Amar bondhuti amar bayapaar janto aar se rajee hoe gelo.

Ami jakhon eto sab plan korchilam, ami kintu Amit ke kichu janayene jate tar
pora shona te kono badha na ase. Ami khali Amit ke likhe pathalam je se jeno
kono kitchu amar barite na bole. Amitr chutir du din age ami take sudhu likhe
pathalam je “North Kolkata te amar bondhur address se jeno soja chole aase
sekhane ami tar songe dekha korbo aar tar por amara anno jayega te jabo.“
Tarpor ami amar maa ke bollam je “ami du-teen diner janno amar bandhabi Neera
kache North Kolkata te jabo.” Maake mananor janno ami maa ke aro bollam je
“ami maa ke roj kom kore du bar phone korbo.”

Maa amar kotha mene gelo aar amar jama kapor sab guchiye dilo aar ami amader
care kore driverer songe amar bandhbir barite chole gelam. Ami Neerar barite
praye 11.00 somaye paunche gelam. Amake dekhe Neera bollo, “Khuku tuee satee
sattee ekta gud chodane magi.” Ami Neera ke bollam, “tor gude jakhon ekbar
asol bara dhukbe takhon tue nijer gud niye khela chere dibee aar sab somay bara
janno chunk chunk korbee.” Neera amake abar bollo, “thak thak aar bolte hobe
na, ami jani je tue tor mamato bhai ke diye tor gud chodachis aar amake khali
gayan dichis.” Neerar kotha sune amar sara gaa te agun lege gelo tabe guder
kutkutneer jnno ami chup kore gelam. Tobe ami Neera ke bollam, “Haan, ami
amar bhai ke diye gud marayee. Se anek baro hochhe aar tar baratao besh baro
aar se chudte khoob bhalo pare. Tue jadi amar songe thik babohar rakhbee tobe
ami toke amar bhaier barar chodan khete debo. Ami amar bhai ke request kore tor
gud chudiye debo. Amar bhaier kach theke choda kheye tue tor boyfreinder bara ta
aar dekhteo chaibee na.” Neera amar kotha sune amar dike ekta soft toy chure
phello aar bollo, “thanks, amar guder janno toke kichu korte hobe na.”

Ek ghontar modhey Neera stationer janno beriye gelo. Amitr train Kharagpur
theke 15.00 hr asar kotha aar tar por ekhane aste tar praye 45 minutes lagbe
tar por Amitr aro praye 15 minut lagbe amar bandhabir bari khunjte. Ami mone
mone bhavlam je Amit praye 4.30 PM abdi ebarite asbe. Ami khaink por theke
khali khali gharir dike takate laglam. Bari theke asar somay ami khanikta
Chinese Chiken niye ese chilam aar tar songe fried rice aar Coca Cola. Amar
somay katchilona bole ami chup chap ekla ekla bose lunch korte laglam aar kheye
niye ami bhablam je ekta lomba bhat ghum lagale bhalo hoye. Kenona ami jantam je
aajke ratree bela Amit amake ekdam ghumote debena.

Ami chok ghuriye gharta dekhte laglam. Chater opor ekta ghar aar tate doto
kather janla. Ghare bishes kono furniture neyee, ekta single bed, ekta kather
table ar duto kather chairs aar ekta pechone helano chair. Gharer songe ekta
choto kitchen aar ekta choto bathroom. Gharer baire ekta choto balcony ta theke
bairer rasta ta dekha jaye. Ami bichanar chador badal kore sue porlam. Charter
somaye ami uthe dant majlam, chool ancharlam, dress change korlam, aar ektu
makeup korlam. Tarpor ami ekta chair niye balconyte giye boslam, jate Amit ele
ami take dekhte payee. 4 15 PM, ami Amit ke dekhte pelam. Ami dekhlam je Amit
bari khinjche. Ami bhavchilam je ekbar Amit opre dekhuk aar ami take daki. Amit
ekbr opre dekhlo aar amake dekhe ektu hanslo. Ami Mntu ke hath nere daklam, Amit
hath narlo aar taratari barideke aste lagl.

Aami taratari bathroom dhuke giye hisi korlam aar amar gudta bhalo kore dhue
nilam. Jakhon gud dhuchilam takhon dekhlam je amar gudta rase ekdom chap chap
korche kenona gud janto je ektu pore Amitr bara diye take choda khawano hobe.
Darjate bell bajlo, ami tarataro giye darja khule dilam. Darjar samne Amit
dariye chilo. Amit chardike dekhe bollo, “amake ekhane keni daka hoeche?”
Ami bollam, “tor ki mone hoye je toke keno daka hoyche?” Amit abar jigesh
korlo, “tor bandhabhi kothaye, je ekhane thake?” “Keno, tue ki takeo chas
naki? “Kee?” “Na, mane tue ki chas je amar bandhabi ekhane theke amader
programme te shamil hok?” “Programme? Kiser program?” Ebare ammi lajja pe
gelam je Amit ekhono kichu bujhte parche na je take ekahne keno daka hoeche.
Ami Amit ke bollam, “Tue chupchap bos aar ami toke amar plan bolchee.” Amit
hath duto pockete rekhe chairete arsta hoe bolo. Ami bollam, “Aram kore bos,
ekhon ekhane keu asbena. Amar bandhavi nijer bari giyeche. Ami bari theke amar
amar permission niye ekhane du ratree thakbo. Ekhon amar ekhane ekla achi.
Amake aeee sab tor janno korte hoeche.” Amit amar sab kotha sune bollo,
“kintu tuee bari kirakon kore jabee?” Ami bollam, “Amit ami sab plan kore
rekhechee. Tuee ekahn theke prshu sakal bela amader bari chole jabi. Sekhane
amake na peye tue amar katha amar maa ke jigesh korbe. Maa amake gal dite dite
toke gari niye amake anar janno pathabe aar bas tor songe nijer bari chole
jabo. Maa bujhte parbe na je amara eksonge di din aar du rat thekechi.” Amit
amar kotha sune bollo, “good, tue puro puree plan kore amake ekhane dekechis.
Tue to plan kore jekono lok ke marte parbee. Tue biyer pore aro karur sathe
melamesha korish to tor bor kichuu bujhte parbe na.” “Aar tue jadi amar bor
hos tahaole? Tahole tue janbee je ami ato kando karkhana korte pari.” Amit
amar katha sune miti miti hanste laglo.

Ami chuchap khater opor bosete gelam aar Amit amar komor dhore amake bollo,
“Khuku. Amar kache aye.” Amit amake tar kache tene nilo aar amake mijer
kole bsalo. Ami Amit ke bollam, “darza aar jalna sab khola ache. Jekeu amader
dekhte pabe.” Amit bollo, “ami ato sab bhabhi na, ja hobar hobe.” Tarpor
Amit amake chumu khelo aar bollo, “chal amra dujone eksoge snan kori giye.”
Ami bollam, “theek ache chal.”

Amit uthe porlo, darza aar jalna gulo bado kore dilo aar nijer bag theke
tracksuit, ekta T-shirt, towale aar shaving kit bar korlo. Amit nijer jama
kapor niye bathroomer dike gelo. Amit bathroome unki mere bollo, “Oh God,
hosteler bathroom er theke anek parishakar thake. Tor bandhabi sattee sattee
nongra thakte bhalobase.” Tarpor Amit bathroome dhuke gelo. Amit bathroome
giye age daree katlo tarpor snan korlo. Snan korar por Amit ekta towale pore
beriye ese bolo, “bathroomta bhison choto, kapor pora jayena. Amit amake
bollo, “ja ebar tue snan kore ne.” Ami amar bag theke amar kapor bar korte
laglam. Amit bollo, “tor kache skirt ache?” Ami bollam, “ache.” Ami bag
theke skirt, blouse, bra aar panty bar korlam aar bathroome gelam.

Amit amake jigesh korlo, “tor snan korte katokhan lagbe?” Ami bollam, “30
minute.” Amit bollo, “tahole ami rater janno kichu khabar aar aro kichu
darkari jinish bazaar theke kine ani. Ami bayire theke darza bando kore
dichhee jate keu disturb na kore.” Ami bollam, “theek ache.” Ami
bathroome giye snan kore beriye jakhon chool anchra chilam, takhom Amit bazaar
theke ghure elo. Amitr hathe teente packet chilo. Ek packete biriyani, kichu
jal khabarer jinish, two otol Coca-Cola aar bread and butter. Anno duto packet
ami khullam na.

Amra bose bose praye du ghanta galpo korlam. Praye rat 9.30 samay ami uthe
amger khabar gulo bere nilam aar galpo korte korte khete laglam. Khabar por
Amit sab jinish tule waste bine phele dilo aar tarpor amra dant meje nilam.
Amra abar bollam galpo korte. Ami bichanate pechone balish lagiye bose chilam
aar Amit chair bose chilo. Khaink pore Minyu amar paa nijer kole tule nilo aar
payer pata te hath bulote laglo. Payer pata te hath bulote bulote Amit hath
amar hantu abdi anchilo aar abar payer pata te hath ghora chilo. Ami bujte
parchilam je Amit samay niche aar jakhon somay hobe takah se aro egube, amar
tara te Amit kichu korbe na. Khanik pore Amit uthe gharer janla gulo bando kore
gharer main light bando kore amar kache ese boldo. Amit amar kache bose amar
hath niye khela korte laglo aar amar hathe chumu khete laglo. Khanik pore Amit
amake jigesh korlo, “Khuku, tue amar bon aar ami tor bhai. Tor amader eii
relationship tar janno kono bhavna joi na? Tue to janis je kam se kam amader
samaje eirakom relationship khoob kharap.”

Ami khanik bheve bollam, “Sattee bolte ki ami annolok ki bhabhe bhve kono kaj
karina. Amar toke bhalo lage aar sejanno ami tor songe relationship ta gore
tulechi. Ami khali jani je toke bhishan bhalobashee.” Amit bollo. “amio
toke bhalobahi. Kintu tue janis je amra kono din biye korte parbo na.” “Han,
ami ta jani. Kintu ami jani je amra er ekta kono na kono solution bar kore
nebo.” Amit amar kotha sune amar dike takiye aste kore bollo, “tue khoob
sundar dekhte. Tue ki ta janish?” Aei bole Amit amake jariye dhore amake nijer
opor tene nilo. Ami Amitr kole giye tar dike much sue railam. Amit amake aste
kore bollo, “chasmata khule phel. Ami tor sundar chokhe chumu khete chaee.”
Ami amar chasma khule phellam. Amit amar chokher opor chumu khete laglo aar tar
por amar thonteo chumu khete laglo. Amio Amit ke chumu khelam. Chumu khete
khete Amit nijer hathta amar blouse ooper niye elo aar blouser hook gulo aste
aste khulte chesta korte laglo. Ptaye das minut chesta korar bollo, “blouse
ta khule phel.”

Ami uthe bose amar blouse ta khule phellam aar tar por braer hook khulte khulte
Amit ke bollam, “tue tor jama khule ne.” Amit nijer jama khule phello aar
chunre dire phele dilo. Jama khule amar blouse aar bra amar ga theke khulete
khule dilo aar bollo, “ami tor mai gulo te chumu khete chai aar tar tor
nipple gulo chuste chai jato khan na tor dudh beroe.” Amit amar mukhe chumu
khete khete niche nabto laglo. Amar gola, mai pete aar tar po sayar oopore ese
ruklo. Amar gud theke ras kat te suru hoegelo. Ami Amit ke bollam, “Chal
amara dujone sue pori.” Amit amar kotha mene gelo aar amake kol theke uthiye
Amit nijer anno bag anek juin phool bar kore bichanate chariye dilo. Tarpor
Amit bag theke teen packet condom bar kore bichanate rakhlo aar amake bollo,
“Khuku amar pant khule amake nengto kore de.” Ami samay nashto na kore
taratari Amitr pant aar underwear ta khule phellam. Omni Amitr khara barata
beriye porlo. Amitr kahara lal bara ta dekhe amar ga ta shirshir kore uthlo aar
amar gudta Amitr khara barata nijer modheye nebar janno ras charte laglo. Ami
Amit ke bollam, “baap rey. Eita to bheeshon bodo and mota. Eita ammar guder
moddhay deesh na. Aami moray jabo!” Amar duto hath Amitr bara ta dharar janno
nishpish korte laglo. Ami hath bariye barata dhorte gelam aar Amit songe songe
bollo, “dhorish na. Ammarta beyriyey jaabey. Prothom semen tor guder modhhay
ditey chaee.”

Amit puro bichanate juee phool chariye dilo tar par bollo, “tor blouse and
bra ta khukey de. Tokay akkaybarey nangto chai amaar.” Amit amar ga theke
blouse aar bra phule phele dilo aa amar khola mai te chumu khelo aar amar
nipple gulo chuslo pher amake aste kore bichanate suie dilo. Ami Amit ke
bollam, “aaye. Aamaar pashey shuye por.” Amit amar kache boslo aar jhunke
amar thonte chumu khete laglo aar hath diye amar khola mayee gulo tipte laglo.
Kichukhon pore Amit kaekta phool niye amar khola mayee gulote rakhlo aar duto
phool amar niplo gulor opor rakhlo aar bollo, “tor shathey aajkey aamee phul
shojya korchee.” Ami Amit ke bollam, “lokhee shona. Amaar khoob lojja
korchhcey. Aalo ta bondo koray dey.” Amit amar mayee tipte tipte bollo, “na.
Tui dekh, tokay kirom koray choda hoye. Aaami alo bondo korbo na.” Ami amar
chok bando kore niam. Amit amar bando chokher opor kichu phoo; rekhe bollo,
“chokh bondo koray thakley tui dekhbee kikoray?”

Amit amar choole hath bolate bolate amake chumu khete laglo. Chumu khte khete
Amitr much nicher dike dhire dhire nabte laglo. Amit amar pete chumu khete
khete amar nayee te nijer jeev dhukiye ek ghoralo. I jumped up with pleasure
and hissed, “Aaaah Koreesh na.” Amit amar kotha na sune aro kayek bar amar
nayee te chumu khelo aar tar por bollo, “tor skirt ta dheelay korchhee.” Amit
amar skirter hook khule dilo aar sider zip ta khule dilo. Ebar Amit nijer angul
amar skirter bhetore dhukiye dilo aar amar bhije panty te angul ghorate laglo.
Ami Amitr hath dhore rukhte chailam ta nahole amar guder jal khase jabe. Amit
amar hath duto dhore amar mathar opore kore bollo, “hath oikhaneyee rakh.”
Tar por Amit amake bollo, “ektoo pacchhaa ta oonchuu kor. Tor skirt ta
nambiye debo.” Amai lajja lajja bhav dekhiye amar mukhta ghuriye Amit ke
bollam, “naa. Koreesh na.” Ami mujhe naa bolleo ami amar pachata ta tule
dhorlam aar Amit amar komar theke amar skirt ta ashte ashte nabiye dilo aar tar
skirt ta ke paa galiye bar kore chaire phele dilo.

Amar skirt kholar por amar ga te shudhu bhije panty chilo. Amit takhon bollo,
“tor gudta shunkay dekhee.” Amit nakhta amar guder opor rakhlo aar bollo,
“aaah ki shundor gondho.” Sab mahilara jerakon kore bole ami seyee rakom
bollam, “kee hocchhey ta kee?” Amit amar khola theigh te hath ghorate laglo
aar dhire dhire amar guder dike jete laglo aar bollo, “dekhi. Tor jangiya tao
khulay dee,” aar amar panty dudike dhore khule nilo. Amar kichu karar chilo na
shudhu pachata tule nilam aar Amit amar panty paa galiye nabiye dilo. Ami amar
gudta hath diye dhakbar chesta korte Amit bollo, “tor gud ta key ami phool
die dhekay dichhee,” aar amar hath ta guder opor theke sariye dilo aar bollo.
“hath eikhaei thaka ucheet. Aaar neechey anbee na.” Amit amar guder opor rekhe
amar gud niye khela korte laglo. Khanik por Amit bollo, “paa duto ektu phaak
kor.” Ami jakhon paa phant korlam to Amit amar hatu dhore amar paa duto phank
kore dilo aar amar guder bhetor phooler danta danta dhokate laglo. Koikbar
phooler danta amar konte lagchilo aar amar sara gaa shirshir kore uthchilo. Ami
Amit ke bollam, “aaaaah. Koreesh naa.” Khanik por Amit uthe amar paa duto aro
phank kore tar majhe bose amar gud phank kore shunkte laglo. Amit amar gudta te
chumu khete laglo. Ami gungiye gungiye Amit ke bollam, “gudta phank koray
cheytey dey.” Ami bola matra Amit di hath diye amar gudta phank kore diye amar
gude chumu kheye ekbar amar gudta chete dilo. Amar gudta chata songe songe amar
sara sharir diye current daure gelo.

Jakhon Amit amar gude chumu khachillo aar chate dichilo, Amit bollo, “khuku.
Ami aar thamtey parchhee naa. Amar bandata kheechey dey.” Ami hathta nich niye
giye ami Amitr barat dhore niye tar gant theke chamra shariye diye teen char
bar kheenchlam. Amitr sara sharir sakhta hoye gelo aar ek bar aahh korar por
tar bara theke jhalke jhalke pheda berute laglo. Amar mukhe aar amar peter opor
pheda porlo. Amit mal ber karar por bollo, “sorry. Aami aar thamatey paarlam
naa.” Ami Amitr barata dhore aro ek du bar khecnche bollam, “sona. Aami
jaani. Keechchu hoye nee. Ayee baarey tooee onyek lomba samay janno amake
choodtey paarbee.” Ami Amitr bichi gulote hath buliye dilam aar take tene amar
kache sue duye take jariye dharlam. Pheda gulo sab Amitr gaye lebre gelo.
Khanik por Amit uthe boslo aar dukhoo korte laglo je tar pheda amar gude
porlona. Ami uthe bose Amit ke bollam, “de. Tor baada ta kay ami chushey
khada korchhee.” Ami amar much nabiye Amitr bara dhore abar tar ganth theke
chamra shariye mukhe dhukiye nilam aar barata chatte aar chuste laglam. Aste
aste Amit bara ta abar khara hoye gelo. Amitr khara bara dekhe ami bhavlam je
aaee mota aar lamba barata eibar amar gude dhukbe aar amar chude chude hor
korbe.

Amit abar amar mayee duto tipte laglo aar bonta gulo chute laglo. Nayee tipte
tipte Amit amar guder cherate angul ghoste laglo ar bollo, “aeeto tor gud ta
aakebarey bheejay gachey.” Amit bichana theke uthe condom ante gelo. Ami Amit
ke baran korlam aar bollam, “amakey tuee condom naa porayee choodtey parish.”
Amit bollo, “naa. Tuee pregnant hoye jaabee.” Ami hense bollam, “na hobeyna.
Tuee ashbee bolay ami pill khetey arombho karay niyechee.” Amit amar katha sune
bujhte parlo jo ami kato khani chodane meye hochchee aar ami kato bhalobashi
tar barar choda khete. Amit abar bichanate ese amar opor sue porlo. Ami amar
paa duto jato sambhav phank korlam aar ek hath diye nijet gudta phank kore
dhorlam aar anno hath diye Amitr barata dhore amar guder mukhe lagiye dilam.
Amit nijer omor nabiye amar gude aste kore mundeeta dhukiye dilo aar ami Amit
ke bollam, “joray maar. Amaar goodey jorey maar.” Amit amar katha sune ek
jhatka marlo aar tar barata amar gude char char kore duke gelo. Ami gud maranor
khushite bollam, “amakey chudey dey. Aha aa aa makey chod. Jorey jorey chod.”
Amit ebar jore jore barata amar gude dhokate aar bar korte lago aar bollo,
“tokay ami bhalo baashee. Fuck you baby. Fuck you. Aaaaah.”

Ami Amit bara diye choda khete khete khub garam hoe gelam. Amit aggee ek bar
nijer mal kore phele chilo tar janno tar barata besh bhalo bhave tatiye chilo
amar gud besh bhalo kore chud chilo. Amar gud kichkhon pore jal chere dilo. Gud
theke jal khoshe jabar por ami Amit ke bollam, “aamar ashchchee. Aaaaaa.
Oooooh. Maa. Thama. Aar chudish naa.” Amit amar kotha na sune amake chude jete
laglo. Amar gud theke abar jal khoslo. Ami Amit ke aste kore bollam, “please.
Are chudish naa. Lokhee sona. Aaaaah. Oooooh.” Amit amar kono kathaye kan na
diye chude jete laglo aar praye 5 minut pore amar gudta ke pheda diye bhoriye
dilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je amar guder bhetor ta garam garam pheda diye bhore
geche. Mal dalte dhalte Amit bolchilo, “Khuku. Khuku. Aaaah. Aaaah. Hmmmmm.”
Amit amar opor dhole porlo aar amara ek dujon ke jariye chupchap pore royilam.
Amitr barata amar gudete dhokano chilo aar maar paa doto Amitr komore jarano
chilo. Khanikkhon por Amit komor tule barata amar guder theke bar korlo aar
amio amar paa duto Amitr komor theke nabiye nilam, Amit amar pase sue porlo.
Sue sue Amit amake jariye chumu khete khete bollo, “ayeto bhalo choda agye
hoye nee toe.” Ami bollam, “condom thakley atoe bhalo lagey naa.” Amit amake
bollo, “Khukmoni. Ami tokay aro anyek bar chudbo.” Ami Amit ke aste kore
bollam, “ayee gud ta tor. Jokhon eechaa. Joto baar eecha tui amakey chod.” Er
pore amra jarajori kore ghumiye porlam.

Amar ghum bhor charter somay bhenge gelo. Dekhi je Amit jege ache aar mar
chokher opor chumu khache. Ami jiggesh korlam, “kee ray. Kee chaee.” Amit
bollo, “tokay abaar chudbo.” Ami kichu bollam na khali dekhte laglam je Amit
ki kore. Amit amake chumu khete laglo aar mai duto do hathe niye khablate
laglo. Khanik por amar hath ta apna apni Amit barate chole gelo. Dekhi Amitr
barata tatiye khara hoe ache. Amar gud theke jal charte laglo. Amit bichanate
uthe boslo aar makeo bodalo aar bollo, “chal tokey ami kukurer moton chudbo
ebibarey.” Palongta khub mazboot chilo na. Amit balish gulo niche phele amake
niche char hathe paye jhunkte bollo. Tar por Amit amar pechene kukurer moton
bose amake bollo, “haramjadee kutee. Tokay kukurer moton chudtey hobay.” Amit
pechon theke amar guder mukhe barata lagiye ek hath diye amar mayee gulo tipte
laglo aar anno hath diye amar guder mukhta khule dhore barata ek jhatkaye guder
bhetore dhukiye dilo. Amit dhakka ta besh jore merechilo aar ami humri kheye
balishe mukh diye pore gelam aar pachata oopore uthe gelo. Ami gungiye bollam,
“aaah Ooooh Ma.” Tar por Amit aste barata amar gude dhokate aar bar korte
laglo. Amaro khub bhalo lagchilo. Dhire dhire chodar speed barte laglo aar
bolte laglo. “Gudboti maagi. Nay ebarey tui kukurer moton jorey gud chudiye
dekh.” Tar por jerakam kore kurkur gilo chode, Amit amake jire jore chudete
laglo.

Amar mukh diye khali gonganor awaj beruchilo, jerakom, “hann. Aaaaa. Eeeeee.
Hannn.” Mitu amake chdte chudte bolchilo, “kuttia. Haramjaadee. Mara. Tor
good ta maaraa.” Ami Amit ke bollam, “amar guder konta ke bhalo kore chimtee
kat.” Amit amar guder konta dhore narchilo, amar mayee tipchilo aar pechon
theke gude thap marchilo. Khanik pore Amit chenchiye uthlo, “Oooooh. Aaaah
Hnnnn. Amee aaashchee.” Amader gud aar barar jal ek songe berulona, amar guder
jal Amitr barar theke ras berubar por berulo tabe khoob jore berulo aar anek
khani berulo. Amara choda chudee shesh habar par khanik khan matite chup chap
gude bara niye sue roilam aar tar par Amit uthe amake kole kore tule bichanate
sueye dilo aar nijeo amar pase sue porlo. Amit amar kane kane bollo, “tokay
choodtay amar khoob bhalo lagey.” Amara chup chap sue raoilam aar majhe majhe
chumu khete laglam.

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