Hi I’m Salma khan. Age-27 rang gora. Main ek call centre me job karti. Mujhe traveling, party, clubbing or hill station side ghumne me achhi lagti. Foreign ghumne bhi achhi lagti agar koi sponsor kare to.
Mera size : 36d 32 38. Main mumbai me reheti hu. Hamare family me ab 4 member hai. Step dad, ami, me or bhai. Ye story hamare jindegi ka sahi kahani. Yani bol sakte hai hamare family ka biography.
Meri kahani ko bahot log pasand karte hai. Mujhe daily mail karke batate ki story kitni acchi hai. Uske liye thank you very much, ab janiye aage kahani.
Saheli ke gharse loutne ke bad me apni school jane lagi. Daily daily ki routin jesi.
Udar meri or Anil uncle ke sath chudai uske sath meri school me 2 Boyfriend the unke sath chudai chal rahi thi. Ese hi hi such dukh me chal rahi thi meri.
Udhar ghar me peso ki tangi aa rahi thi. Anil uncle ne mom ko ek night bar as a waiter job lagwa diye. Akhir inter ki pariksha khatam ho hi gayi… Padhai mein to meri dilchaspi kabhi rahi hi nahi. Yeh to koi bhi meri badan ko dekhkar andaza laga sakta tha.
Ab main 19 saal ki ho chuki thi. Nakhre, tevar aa chukithi meri andar. 19 saal ki umar mein 34 inch ki chhati, aur C size ke cup. Jawan ladki jaisa chehra aur aurat jaisi chuchiyan, apsara jaise honth aur randi jaise dimaag… badami aankhen, bhoore lambe resham jaise baal, 5ft 3 inch ka nazuk kad, haya aur besharmi ka anokha milan, sabke se samne nadan aur bistar mein sexy beb – kaise koi mard meri sapne na dekhe?
To hua ye ki, Mere uncle jo ki mere sabse pehle premi aur mere sabse regular premi hain. Job mom gharme nenhi reheti Anil uncle mujhe chudte the. Or jab mom ghrame reheti tab anil uncle mom ki lete the.
Mera bhai tab school me padh raha tha. Wo ajj kal kuchh nasse karne laga tha. Galt sangat me pad gaya tha. Kyun na pade gharme 2-2 randi jesi aurat to koi bhi ese ho jayega.
Udhar main Aakash, Kapil aur Jasbir se bhi baat kar rakhi thi ki ab humare gangbang wala silsila khatam ho chuka hai. Ham 4 bar kar chuke the. Humne ek akhri gangbang ke sath goodbye kaha.
Ab me Mumbai k eek collage me meri age ki admission li.
Meri jawani to pichle 5 saal pehle se Anil Uncle ne noch li thi. Jab bhi Mom ghar se bahar jati, uncle ghar aa jate.
Ghar mein ghuste hi voh meri kameez utarte aur meri chuchiyon ko masalte masalte bolte – bahut chhote hain, zara maalish karo raat ko, thode bade karo taki mardo ko maza aaye. Phir bistar mein letakar meri choot ko baar baar thokte.
Shuruaat mein mujhe dard hota, par kuchh hi dino mein choot us dard ke liye phir se bekarar ho jaati.
Raat mein Anil Uncle hamesha ki tarah club mein apne doston ke saath jate. Cigarette or sharab ki mehfil lagi thi.
Akbar bola (Anil Uncle ka dost – yaar, kal raat biwi ko thokne gaya to hamesha ki tarah uske sir mein dard tha… saali kabhi bhosda kholti hi nahi aaj kal.
Suresh (Dusre dost) Akbar ki haa mein haa milate bola – hat chutiya, apna bhi yahi haal hai. Shaadi ke pehle saal mein do kabhi kabar din mein bhi ghusa deta tha, ab to hafte mein ek bhaar bhi mile to bhi khush kismati hai.
Rakesh(3rd Dost) Anil Uncle ko gaur se dekh raha tha… jab bhi vah log sex ki baat karte, sab ki ek hi shikayat thi – randi ke liye har baar paise nahi, patni ko interest nahi… par Anil har baar chup rehta. Uske honton par halki si muskan hoti, par voh kabhi kuchh na kehta.
Ab Rakesh se raha nahi gaya – tera kya hai Anil. Archana (Anil Uncle ke biwi) ke saath bahush khush lag raha hai. Saala, shadi ke pehle to kahi par bhi aurat pe chance marne se baaz nahi aata tha, office ki ladkiyon ke saath hotel mein kamra book karata, kabhi kabar hamare saath randi baazi karta… aur aaaj kal dekh raha hu tu kucch kehta hi nahi?? Baat kya hai?? Doston se chhupayega??
Anil Uncle ne apne phone mein meri tasveer sabko dikhayi. Koi aisi vaisi tasveer nahi… voh tasveer jo Anil Uncle ne meri nangi kheechi thi.
‘Chal chutiya! Kya internet par ladkiyon ki tasveer dekh kar hi khush ho jata hai’, Akbar bola.
‘Kisne kaha internet se hai??’ Anil Uncle muskurate bola.
‘Saala gandu, majak kar raha hai kya?? Kaha ki raand hai??’
‘Raand nahi, apne Abdul Khan (Meri Abu) ki beti hai’
‘Abdul?? Kaun? Tera Dost? Jo Dubai Me reheta? Rakesh ko yakin nahi ho raha tha.
Anil Uncle muskura rahe tha… gandi muskurahat… kaam se bhari hui muskurahat.
‘Chutiya mat bana be… uski beti itni badi nahi hai’
’18/19 saal ki hai… aur 5 saal se ‘badi’ ho chuki hai.’
‘Saala madarchod!!!’
Anil Uncle bola – Madarchod nahi, ladki chod!
Anil Uncle bola – ‘Array jawani ke jalwe bahut jaldi phootne lage the… kai baar mujhe ishara de rahi thi… to ek din use movie dikhane bahane chance mara, sab jagah dabane aur chhune diya mujhe. Tabhi main samajh gaya ki ladki tayar hai. Aur ladki tayar ho to main aisa mauka thodi hi chodu?
Udhar hi uski seal toda phir bahat baar ghar mein jake masti kiya, choonch dabayi, nangi ki, saath mein gandi picture dikhayi… phir bistar pe letakar lut liya.. Aur ab Archana maike jaa rahi hai, aur Salma ka badan din b din aur bhi mazedaar ho raha hain. Aur main yeh soch raha hu, ki jo bhi kare kyo na mil baant ke kare’, Anil Uncle ne doston ko aankh mari.
Suresh, Akbar aur Rakesh dhare ke dhare reh gaye. friday ko line clear hain.
Rakesh ne Anil Uncle ke kandhe par zordar mara aur haste hue bola – kameene… dost ho to tere jaisa. Cheers!
Friday ke din meri phone baji. Anil uncle ne mujhe pehele se bataye the ki Friday ko mere ghar ana. Gharme koi nenhi honge. Me phone uthayi… Anil Uncle bole – taiyar ho? Nisha boli – bas kapde pehen rahi thi.
Anil Uncle – kyon? Yaha aake sab phir se nikalne hi to hain?
Me hans padi – phir bhi, kuchh to pehenna hoga na?
Anil Uncle – kuchh sexy pehenna, taki phaadne mein maza aaye.
Aage kya kya hua next part me bataungi. Tab tak aap apna lund hilao aur girls apni choot me ungli karo.
Mei ye kahani kesi lagi, like karo or please mujhe comment karke bato. Aap mujhe direct mail bhi kar skate ho.
Thank you.
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