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October 24, 2018

Mere kam wali bai Malati


Mere kam wali bai Malati

Bari firlam. Dekhlam Malati ghumachhe amar ghore madur pete. Tar ek pa bhang kora, saari ute ache hantu porjonto.sekhan theke abcha alloy tar guder chul gulo dekha jachhe, mukhta olpo khola ha kora. Deke ami nije ke samlate parlam na, bhije jama kaporei oke joriye dhore kiss korte laglam. Malati-r ghum bhenge gelo, amake dekho bollo age apni jama kapor chere ga muche nin na hole jor asbe. Kintu ami kichui sunte chai chilam na. Malati amake jor kore dhore jama kapor khule dilo, gamcha diye bollo ga muche asun ami to achi apnar jonno. Bathroom the beriye Malati-ke dekhte pelam na, oke dakte amar bed room theke sara dilo, giye dekhi aynar samne dariye halka kore powder lagache gay, amake bollo age cha jolkhabar kheye nin. Amar to aar sojho hochhilona. Malati sudhu muchki haschilo.Jolkhabar kheye boslam amar bichanay, bason potro soriye rekhe Malati elo, ami take joriye dhorlam. Duhate tar mukhta dhore chumu khete laglam. Amar jib tokhon Malati-r mukher modhye ghurche, Malati-r jib amar jib khela korchilo. Baiye jore bristi jole sob bheshe jachilo, bhetore amara agune purchilam. Ek hate joriye dhore onno hate or book tipchilam. Malati ek hate amay joriye dhore chilo, onno hate amar dhonta narachilo. Ei korte korte amar lungi khule gechilo, dekhe Malati hese dilo. Amio Malati-r saari khule dilam,saya blouse-e Malati-k darun lagchilo. Ami abar take joriye dhore chumu kete laglam. Ebar ami tar blouse-r hook khule dilam, bra tao khule dilam, dekhlam duto sundor mai amar opekhay ache.

Hi, ISS readers, this is Tamal again from kolkata. Today I want to tell u my experience. Three years back ami tokhon Medical officer hisabe Canning, South 24 Pgs, Westbengal-e achi. Biyer bochor khanek badei okhane posting hoyechilo. Initially my wife was with me, but my wife did not adjusted with that environment, she return back to her parents. Ami prothome weekly visit kortam amar sosur barite. Aste aste seta monthly holo, pore bimonthly, seshe yearly visit kortam. Aar south 24 Pgs theke Krishna nagar jatayat kora sohoj chilo na. Amio amar kaje basto hoye porechilam. Kajer subidhar jonno ekjon kajer meye Malat-ke rakhlam. Malati bibahito, tar ekti chele ekti meye ache. Tar swami khete jonmojur-r kaj kore. Songsar chalanor jonno Malati amar kache kaj korto. Tar behavior khub bhalo chilo, kajo bhalo. Surute jokhon amar barite asto tokhon or mote duto kapor chilo, ekta sutir onnota synthetic. Poojar somay ami take kichu bhalo kapor kine diye chilam,aro ja ja lage sobi songe diyechilam. Notun saari pore Malati jokhon amar samne elo ami to chomke gechi. Puro bhol palte gechilo Malatir. Ami to chintei parini. Khub attractive lagchilo. Sorire ek fonta med chilona, kintu jekhane jotota thakle ekjon purush kono meyer dike aar ekbar ghure takay tar sobi Malatir chilo, kintu ato din ami or dike sebhabe nojor diyni. Amar tokhon khub baje obostha, pase bou nei onekdin, sorirte uposh kore ache. Malati ke dekhe amar mathay chinta suru hole ki kore oke paoa jay.

Malati-r dike bhalo kore nojor deyoa suru korlam. Sudhu or jonno noy or bari-r sobar jonno kichu kapor chopor dilam, amar bari thekei pray Malati-r barir khabar jeto. Malati-r jonno ami tel saban ene ditam, akhon Malati ager theke onek beshi chokchoke hoye uthlo. Malati aste aste amar barir aghishito korti hoye uthlo. Malati amar proti kritoggo chilo, protidane kichu korte chaito, habebhabe seta make amake bujhiye diyechilo. Aste aste amra kachakachi aschilam. Ami kaj theke fire elei amar cha jolkhabar tori thakto, hater kache sob kichui peye jetam, ek kothay Malati chara amar tokhon cholto na. Malati jokhon kaj korto ami tokhon or dike takiye thaktam , dekhe Malati muchki hese ditto. Ek din amar bhishon ga hat pa batha chilo, ghore fire suye pore chilam, Malati dekhe bollo ki hoyeche apnar ? Oke bollam, sune bollo apni suye porun ami ektu tipe dyi, thik hoye jabe. Ami suye porlam. Malati amer sorir tipe dite laglo, ektu pore amake bolloo dadababu jamata khule felun subidha hobe, ami tai korlam, upur hye chikam, kichu somay pore amake ghure sute bollo Malati. Tai korlam,amar booke hat bolachilo, oke dekhe amar kemon jeno hoye gelo, ami or hate hat bolate laglam, aste aste kande, tar pore book ek hat dilam, Malati ki korbe bujhte parchilo na, ami oke booke tene nilam, kiss korte chaichilam, prothome kichu bole ni, tar pore jokhon ami Malati-r blouse khulte gelam ek jhotkay ute porlo, bollo dadababu amake chere din, paser ghore amar meye ache,ghore swami ache. Amio aar kichu na bole ute bathroom-e chole gelam. Beriya dekhlam amar khabar dhaka diye nijer khabar niye Malati chile geche. Amar bhoy hochhilo jodi kauke bole dey, taholei hoye gelo.Porer din Malati kaje elo besh kichuta deri kore, amara keui karor dike takate parchilam na, Malati tar kaj korchilo, ami health center-e jaba jonno toiri hochhilam. Kintu bujhte parchilam na Malati kibhabe baparta niyeche. Du tin din pore bujhlam sob thik ache, eto din Malati tar chele ba meye jekono ekjon ke niye asto kajer somay, sedin se kaukei aneni. Jiggesh koray bollo aar oder anbe na. Sedin tulonay onek beshi hasi khushi chilo Malati. Amay jiggesh korlo ki khaben aaj? Bollam ja ichha banao, ghar nere dilo. Ami beronor age bollo dadababu aaj taratari firben ga hat pa tipe debo. Ami to lafiye utlam anonde. Bollam thik ache. Sedin bristi porchilo jore, besi rugi aseni. Bikal belatei akash kalo hoye gechilo, dekhe amio health center bondho kore bijei

Bari firlam. Dekhlam Malati ghumachhe amar ghore madur pete. Tar ek pa bhang kora, saari ute ache hantu porjonto.sekhan theke abcha alloy tar guder chul gulo dekha jachhe, mukhta olpo khola ha kora. Deke ami nije ke samlate parlam na, bhije jama kaporei oke joriye dhore kiss korte laglam. Malati-r ghum bhenge gelo, amake dekho bollo age apni jama kapor chere ga muche nin na hole jor asbe. Kintu ami kichui sunte chai chilam na. Malati amake jor kore dhore jama kapor khule dilo, gamcha diye bollo ga muche asun ami to achi apnar jonno. Bathroom the beriye Malati-ke dekhte pelam na, oke dakte amar bed room theke sara dilo, giye dekhi aynar samne dariye halka kore powder lagache gay, amake bollo age cha jolkhabar kheye nin. Amar to aar sojho hochhilona. Malati sudhu muchki haschilo.Jolkhabar kheye boslam amar bichanay, bason potro soriye rekhe Malati elo, ami take joriye dhorlam. Duhate tar mukhta dhore chumu khete laglam. Amar jib tokhon Malati-r mukher modhye ghurche, Malati-r jib amar jib khela korchilo. Baiye jore bristi jole sob bheshe jachilo, bhetore amara agune purchilam. Ek hate joriye dhore onno hate or book tipchilam. Malati ek hate amay joriye dhore chilo, onno hate amar dhonta narachilo. Ei korte korte amar lungi khule gechilo, dekhe Malati hese dilo. Amio Malati-r saari khule dilam,saya blouse-e Malati-k darun lagchilo. Ami abar take joriye dhore chumu kete laglam. Ebar ami tar blouse-r hook khule dilam, bra tao khule dilam, dekhlam duto sundor mai amar opekhay ache.

Ami tader tiplam chumu khelam, aste aste bonta duto khara hoye gelo.amar khali booke tar mai duto chete gelo, darun lagchilo amar, Malati arame chok bondho kore chilo. Ami Malati -r kane aste kore bollam Malati amar barata chuse dao, malati ektu itostoto kore amar hat soriye dilo, tarpore antu mure bose porlo amar samne, ebar amar pray khara hoye jaoa bara dhore tar mukhe dhukiye nilo. Aste aste chuste laglo. Malati-r chosar aoaj amar kane aschilo, tar jib amar bara-r mundir opore ghure berachhilo. Dekhte dekhte amar bara ekdom tatiye utlo, 7” lomba bara tonton korchilo.amar obostha kahil tokhon, Malati-r much theke amar bara bar kore niye oke amar duhate tule amar bichanay suiye dilam. Ami Malati-r guder bal-e hat olate laglam. Malati theke theke uuuuh aaaaah korchilo, ebar bollo dadababu aar parchi na. Ami tokhon Malati-r guder chul soriye diye tar guder papri gukote angul bolachilam, ebar sekhane jib lagiye chat te suru korlam. Malati amar matha ta dhore jore tar gude chepe dhorlo.amar tokhon dom bondho hobar jogar. Amar jib tar guder modhye dhukiye diyechi, Malati chotpot kore utlo, dekhlam tar gud ta jole bhore utlo. Aar thakte nap ere amake bollo dadababu ebar apnar ota dhukiye din aar parchi na. Ami tokhon Malati-k dhore tar gude amar 7” lomabe bara dhukiye dilam. Protham bare ordhekta dhuklo, porer thape purota dhuke gelo. Ah ki aram, koto din pore kono gude amar bara dhukalam. Amar bara tar jorau-r mukhe giye dhakka marchilo. Baire bristi porei choleche aar amra choda chudi kore colechi. Onek agei sondhe hoye geche. Amai thaper pore thap mere cholechi, Malati amay bollo dadababu go amar sorir ta kemon jeno korche, aar parchi na, amay joriye dhoro, joriye dhoro. Bujhlam Malati-r jol khoslo abar, ebar maar pala. Bollam Malati amro ebbar berobe , Malati amay bollo dadababu doya kore bitore felben na akhon, ki kori amar bara ta baire bar kore bollam tobe barata chse amar mal fele dao, Malati tokhon amar bara chuste laglo pagoler moton, amar sara sorir kampchilo. Ghame vije gechi dujonei, amar bara ebar mone holo fete jabe, thik tokhoni sara sorir kampiye amar mal pore gelo, Malati-r thonter fank diye olpo sada birjo beriye eschilo, Malati seta chete

Saf kore nilo. Ek fontao charlo na. Ektu pore Malati-k ami chumu kheye bolloam Malati kemon laglo? Malati bollo apni khushi to dadababu? Dujone dujon ke joriye dhore pore thaklam kichu khon. Se rate Malati bari fereni, sara rate amra aro dubar choda chudi korechi. Erporeo aro ache apnader bhalo lagle porer kisti likhe patabo, kemon laglo janaben, amae email address holo [email protected] . Agar koi ladki bhabhi aunty mere saath sex karna chati ho to plz reply me on my email, satisfaction and secrecy guaranteed.

 

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