Renu didi r Maa ar sathe Choda chudi 3 – Bangla Choti golpo – New Bangla Choti Golpo

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

Amio anek khon theke didir oopore chore didir guud ta chudbar janno astheer hochhillam. Ami khanik khon didir mayee aar guud niye khela korlam ar tar por ami didi gayer songe chipke gelam. Ami kunui te bhor diye didi oopore jhunke didi ke jugesh korlam, “didi tumi ready to? Balo na didi tumi ki tomar choto bhaier laurata nijer guuder bhetore dhokanor janno ready?” Takhon ami mone mone jantam je didi aaj amar bara diye nijer chodabar janno ready ache aar amake guud chudte na korte na. Didi amar katha sune amar chokhe chokh diye bollo, “Bablu, ami ki ei somaye na korte pari. Ekhon tui amar oopor chore shuye achis aar amra dujoneye ekebare nengto.” Ei bole didi hath ta bariye amar laura ta dhore nilo aar tar oopor dhire dhire hath bolate laglo. Ami ei bar didir guude angul diye dekhlam je guuder mukhta rase har har korche. Tai dekhe ami amar laura ta hath kore dhore didir guuder phutotar mukhe lagiye dilam. Guuder phuto te bara ta thektei didi Ah! Ahhhhh! Ohhhhh! Korte laglo.

Ami aste kore amar komor ta nariye amar bara tar mundee ta dhire kore didir guuder phutor bhetore dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta bhishon tight chilo kintu guud theke eto ras beruchillo je guuder bhetor bhalo bhabe pechol hoye giyechilo. Jei amar laurtar mundee ta didir guuder phuto te dhuklo, didi ekbar lafiye uthlo aar bolte laglo, “bar koreeeeee neeeee Babluuuuuuuuu, amarrrrr guudddddd taaaaaa pheteeee gabeeeeeeee. Babluuuuuuu torrrrrr lauraaaaaaa taaaaa bar koreeeeeee neeee amarrrrrrr guuddddddd thekeeeeee. Issssssssssss, haaaaaaaaaaaa, ohhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaa. Hai more gecheeeee. Amarrrrrrr guudddddd taaaaaaa pheteeeeeee gelooooooooo.” Ami didir thonte chumu diye bollam, “bas bas hoye geche didi, amar sona didi. Aar ektu khani shazzho karo tar por to maza aar maza.” Kintu didi barbar korte thaklo. Tar por ami didir aar kono katha na sune didir duto mayee amar du hathe dhore ekta dhakka marlam besh jore aar amar puro laura ta didir guude char char kore dhuke gelo. Didir guud theke du teen phonta rakto beriye elo. Ami amar puro laura ta didi guude dhukiye didir oopore chup chap shueye thaklam aar hath diye didir duto mayee cahtkate thaklam.

Khanik khon pore didi amar talaye shueye shueye nijer komor ta oopor neeche kore narrate laglo. Ami bujhe gelam je didir guuder baytha sesh hoye geche aar ekhon didi amake diye nijer guud ra bhalo bhabe chodabar janno chatphat korche. Amio tai dekhe amar bara ta didir guud theke adekh ta bar kore abar ek jhatka diye puro ta didir guude dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta amar laura ta ke bhalo bhabe dhore rekhe chilo aar tar janno ami bhalo bhabe thap marte parchilam na. Kintu ami rukhlam na aar amar laura ta ke didir guuder bettor bar korte laglam. Dhire ami amar chodar speed ta bariye dilam. Amar chodar speed baranor songe songe didio neech theke amar thaper songe pond tola dite thaklo. Ami bujhte parlam je didir guud ekhon besh jore jore aar ghasha thap khete chaiche amar laura theke. Ami didi ke joriye niye didir ekta mayee amar mukhe pure chuste laglam aar guuder bhetor amar laura ta diye jor jor thap marte laglam. Ekhon amar bara ta khoob bhalo bhabe didir guude dhukchilo aar berochillo. Eibar didio amake du hate joriye chumu khete khete pond tola dite dite bollo, “hai, Bablu, bhishon aram hochhe. 

Tui amake aro jore jore chude de. Amar mone hochhe je amar guude anek gulo pipre chole berachhe. Tui tor laurar ghasha diye oi pipre gulo ke mere de. Hai chod aro jore jore chod tor didir guud ta ke.” Ami khanik khon jore jore thapabar por didir guude laura ta dhukiye ektu bisram korte laglam. Didi takhon amake chumu khete khete bollo, “kee holo, ruke geli keno? Eibare tui amar guud ta ke bhalo bhabe chude de sona amar. Amar guuder bhetore bhishon chukunu hochhe. Amake chude de amar sona, amar manik, amar guuder raja. Ekhon aar rukhishna amake bhalo kore chod, chod amake. Amake chude chude amar guuder teshta meta.” Ami didir mayee gulo tipte tipte bollam, “didi ami ekhuni chudchi tomake. Amake ektu tomar guuder bhetor amar laurata dhukiye guuder anado ta nite dao. Ami ekhuni tomake chude chude tomar guuder sab charpoka gulo mere dichhe. Tumi aj dekhbe aaj ami tomar guud chude chude guud ta ke phatiye debo.” Didi takhon neech theke komor tola diye bollo, “charpoka gulo pore dekh jabe. Tui aage amake chude de bhalo kore. Jore hore thap mere amar guud ta tui ekhon chod shala bonchoda bhai amar. Guuder jala te ami more jachhee.” 

Ami takhon didi ke lamba lamba aar ghasha thap mere mere abar theke chudte laglam. Didi amar choda khete khete amake nijer char hath aar paa diye jore joriye dhorlo aar neech theke komor dite thaklo aar guud ta amake diye chodate laglo. Ami khanik khon didi ke jore jore thapabar por didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kemon lagche, nijer choto bhaier laurta nijer guuder bhetor niye neech theke pond tola dite?” Ami ekhon didir songe puro khule katha bilchilam aar laura ta diye didi ke chudchilam. “Amara ei kaj ta khoob kharab korechee. Kintu ekhon amar khoob bhalo lagche, bablu. Mone hochhe je ami toke amar guude dhukiye nee” didi amake nijer joriye niye bollo. Ami abar didi ke bhalo bhabe chodte thaklam. Khani khon pore amar mone holo je eibar amar laura ta nijer pheda bar korbe. Tai ami amar bara ta ke didir guude theke bar kore nijer hathe niye thaklam aar tatokhon dhore thaklam jatokhon na bara ta abar shanto na hoye gelo.

Didio bujhte peregiyechilo je ami keno laura ta guud theke bar kore chee aar didi muchki hanshi henshe bollo, “kee holo, mal berobe naki. Tui ki amake aro chudbee. Chal eibar tarataari bhalo chude nijer laura tar pheda diye amar guud ta ke bhore de aar shanto kor nijer laurar aar amar guuder jala.” “Didi lhanikkhon chupchap shueye thako. Beshi nara chara korle amar bara pheda chere debe” ami didi ke bollam. Khanik pore ami laurata abar theke didir guude dhukiye didi ke chudte laglam. Didi abar guude amar laura ta niye neech theke komor chalate laglo aar amake bollo, “taratari chod amake Bablu, Amio aar beshikhon guuder jal rukhe rakte parbo na. Amaro hoye eseche. Eibar tui jato jore parish amar guud ta bhalo kore chude de aar amar guuder jal khosiye de aar nijer laurao pheda char amar guude bhetore.”

Ami didir katha sune jeyee amar chodar speed baralam, didi neech theke paa duto tule amar komor ta bhalo kore joriye nilo aar hath diye amake joriye niye neech theke komor tola dite dite amar laura ta guud ke khaote laglo. Khanik pore didi amar laura tar oopore guuder jaler fowara chere dilo aar amake mijer songe chipkiye nilo. Jal khasabar somaye didi amake elo pathare chumu khachhillo. Ami didir guuder jal khasar janno amar bara ta guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye chupchap didir oopor shueye thaklam. Jakhon didi ektu shanto hoye gelo ami abar theke didi ke chudte laglam. Ami didi ke dhire dhire thap mere mere chud chilam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu, kee korchis ta kee? Aar ami sei kakhon theke toke bolchee je amake jore jore thap mere amar guud mar. Amar guuder testa ekhono meteni. Tui tor lauratar gunto gulo jore jore amar guude de. Tor barar guunto gulo eto jore mar jeno amar guud aar tar songe amar jarau obdi phete jak.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ami ebar laurar pheda charbo.

Ami amader choda chudi ta beshi someyer janno tante chai aar tai ami tomake aste aste chudchee.” Didi amar katha sune ektu muchkee henshe amake bollo, “eibare taratari chod amake aarnijer mal bar kore amar garam guude chere de. Tor laurar jal diye amar guuder testa meta. Aar tui katokhon nijer didir paa pnahk kore chudbee? Jodi mal berubar hochhe to jore jore chude pheda dhele de amar guude. Anek hoye geche amade aajker choda chudi.” Takhon ami didi ke bhalo kore joriye niye nijer songe chipkiye nilam aar komor chaliye chaliye jore jore thap marte laglam. Didi o ohhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh, haaaaaan airakooooom hiiiiiii bhishon bhalooooo lagcheeeee aaaaaaa marrrrrrr haiiiiiiii isssssssss ceeeeeeee bolte laglo aar pond tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye theke laglo. Jakhon amar pheda porar someye ello to ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kthaye pheda dhalbo. Pheda tomar guuder bhetore chari na laura ta bar anno kotahau?” 

Didi bolo, “are takhon dhore amar paa duto phank kore amar guud chudchees, aar ekhon jigesh korchees ki kothaye pheda charbo? Amar guuder bhetor nijar mal dhal aar mar guud ta ke shanto kor shala didi choda Bablu.” Didir katha sune amio amar laurata didi guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye amar fowara chere dilam. Amar pheda porar songesonge didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Laura aar guuder jal khasabar por amar ek du jon ke nijer songe chipkiye chupchap pore thaklam aar lamba lamba saansh nite laglam. Khanik por ami laurata ke tene didir guud theke bar korlam. Laura ta berubar somaye ekta pakat kore awaj korlo aar amar netano laura ta didir guud theke beriye elo. Bara ta guud theke berubar songe songe didi bichana theke uthe bathroome chole gelo ar ami bichana te boshe royilam.

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

Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi eibar ki korte chao?” Didi amar dike chokh gol gol kore takiye amake jigesh korlo, “mane, tui ki bolte chas?” Ami bollam, “eibare amara kothaye jabo? Amara ki er por barite bhai aar boner moton thakte parbo?” Didi takhon amake bollo, “na Bablu, amara er pore abar theke bahi aar boner moton thakte parbo na. Amra nijer hathe bhai boner samporker darja bando kore diyechee. Amader aar pherar path neye. Tui amake didi moton dekhte parbi, amake didir moton shrodhaya korte parbi?” “Tahole ki hobe?” ami didi ke jigesh korlam. “Haan, eibar thekhe tui jakhoni amake dekhbee takhon tui nijer baro didi ke dekhte parbi na. Eibar theke theke jakhoni tui amake ekhbi tui dekhte pabee ekta meyechele jake tui nengto kore nijer neecge shueiye guude laur dhukiye take tahpiyechis aar tar guude nijer mal dhelechis. Tui dekhbi je tui amar guud chudechis.

Tor mone khali ei katha mone hobe je abar obe ei meyelok ta ke abar theke nengto kore guud chudi. Kee ami theek bolchee ki na?” didi amake chumu khete khete bollo. “Na didi, eirakom katha noye. Tumi amar kache ekhono didi thakbe” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam. “Achha, tui ekhono amake nijer baro didi manbee? Kintu ami jani je tui aaj ker por khali bhabee je kata baro chodane magi hochhe ei meye cheleta. Ei meye ta ke chude khoob maza esheche” didi abar theke amake bollo. “Na didi, tomar dibbee, ami eirakom bhabo na” ami didi ke bollam. “Na, ami jani je tui ajjker por theke theek ei katha tai bhabee. Obishee tor bhabate amar kichu eshe jabe na. Tobe eitai sattee je aaj theke amar aar tor majhe khali ei sambandho ta theke jabe. Tui aaj amake ek bar chudechees aar tui abar amake chudte chaibee. Tar oopore amio tor kach theke abar theke choda khabar janno uniye thakbo” didi amake bojhate laglo.

“Are tumi amake diye abar theke guud chodate chao, tumi jakhon chaibe amake toyree pabe. Ami sab somaye tomar guude amar laura ta dhokabar janno prastuut thakbo” ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe bollam. Didi takhon henshe bollo, “haan, eta sattee je ami tor theke abar theke choda khete chaee. Ami jakhon suyog pabo puropuri nengto hoye tor laura ta amar guude nite chaee. Aar eto theek je tuio amake abar theke chudte chas” didi amake bollo. Ami didi ke abar theke jigesh korlam, “didi rta ki sattee je tumi abar theke amake diye tomar guud chodate chao? Obishee ami to tomake sab samaye chudte chaee.” “Na Bablu, eta hote pare na. Amra sab someye choda chudi korte pari na. Kintu jakhon syog hobe ami abar theke tor bara ta amar guude bhorte chaee” didi amake chokh mere bollo.

Amra aro khanik khon hoteler ghore bose thaklam aarami didir mayye aar guud niye khela korlam. Tar por amara hotel theke beriye bari chole elam. Sedinkar por theke amader choda chudi shuru hoye gelo. Didi jate amar choda khete khete pet na hoye jaye tar janno lukiye lukiye contraceptive nite laglo. Amara jakhon suyog petam amra choda chudi kortam. Kakhono kakhono amar ek dine du ki teem bar choda chudi kortam. Amader jar garmi uthto se annor kache giye take chudto ba chudiye nito. Dhire dhire didi khoob chodon baj magi hoye gelo. Jakhon ami didi ke chodbar ichche hoto aar bichanate shuete aram kore choda chudi karar suyog thakto na takhon ami didi ke niye palong, table ba dewaler songe jhunkiye ditam aar pechon theke sari ba skirt ta tule panty ta nabiye amar laura ta didir gude bhore ditam aar thap mere mere didir guuder jal khasatam aar amar laura tar pheda guude dhaltam.

Jakhon didir period hoto takhon didi suyog bujhe amar laura ta nijer mikhe dhukiye bara ta ke chuse dito aar sab pheda gulo gat gat kore gile kheye nito. Amader pratibeshi aar amader barir lokra janto je amara sudhu bhai aar bon kintu amader jakhoni suyog hoto to amra amader bara aar guuder milon ghotiye ditam aar bhalo kore coda chudi kortam aar didir guuder gatto ta amar pheda diye bhoriye ditam. Amader din gulo ei rakom bhabe aram se kete gachhillo aar didio guud chodate aar laura chuste ekdom prabeen hoye giyechillo. Kakhono kakhono didi eto guud marate eto pagol hoye jeto je didi amake taka diye bolto, “chal Bablu amra kono hotele giye choda chudi kore ashee.” Amra hotele giye didi aage amake nengto korto tar por nije nengto hoye amake diye nijer guud bhalo kore chosato aar chodato. Amio didir paa duto phank kore aram kore didir guude laura dhukiye didir guud chudtam.

Ek din maa amader partibeshir barite kono pujo te giyechilo aar didi aar ami barite ekla chilam aar amara palonge bichnar oopor aram kore nengto hoye choda chudi korchilam. Didi bichanate shueye tar char hath paa diye amake dhore rekhechillo aar neech komor tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye khachhillo. Ami amar du hathe didi dabka mayee duto muthor bhetore bhore didir guude gadan dichhillam. Amra jantan je pratibeshir bari theke praye du teen ghabte pore asbe aar tai amara moner sukhe chudchilam aar chodachillam. Khanik khon didi amar neeche shueye thap khabar pore didi amake bollom “Bablu, eibar tui bichanate chit hoye shueye por aar ami tor oopor chore toke chudbo. Tor lauratar oopor shoole gantha hoye boshbo. Ami didir katha moton amar laura ta didir guud theke bar kore bichanate chit hoye shueye porlam aar didi songe songe amar oopor du dike paa kore boshe porlo. Tar por didi amar khara bara ta nijer hathe kore dhore guuder mukhe lagiye ekta halka thap mere addek ta laura guud dhukiye nilo. Tar por amar oopor bhalo kore guchiye boshe duto hath amar mathar du dike rekhe amake thap marte laglo aar ami neeche shueye shueye didi mayee duto amar hath niye chatkate laglam. Didi oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha duliye duliye amake chudchilo aar bolchilo,

 “Bablu re khoob bhalo lagche. Satte tor laura ta ggude niye ami to swarge chole jachhee. Tor laura ta eto lamba je seta amar jarau te thokor marche. Ohhhhh Ahhhhhh mone hochee je ami tor didi noye ami tor kena bandee, tor rand. Chod chod amake tala theke thap mar aar amar guud ta aaj ke chude chude phatiye de.“ Ami didir komor ta amar du hathe dhore neech theke jhatka mre mere didir guud ta ke chudte laglam. Didi oopor theke amake thap marte marte bollo, “Bablu, jadi kakhono choda chudir Olympic Hoye to tui medal pabee. Tui je bhabe amake chudchis komor tola diye ami to ami jekono meye tot samne guud jhule shueye porbe. Ne chal anek hoyeche abar bhalo koe thapa to amake. Amar guud bodh hoye ebar jal khasabe.” Didi amar oopre bose thakate didir peeth ta darzar dike chilo aar ami darzar dike dekhte parchilam na. Amra ek bare janowarer moto choda chudi korchilam. Amader choda chudi anek khon cholchilo bole eibar amra laurar aar guuder jal charar mukhe chilam.

Amra bujhte parinee jekakhon ma darza ta khule ghorer bgetore eshe amader chodon lila dekhchilo. Jakhon ami aar didi choda chudi korte korte laurar aar guuder jal khosiye dilam takhon maa amader bollo, “hai bhagowan, tora dujone mile kee korchis?” Ami aar didi chomke gelam aar tar pore ami aar didi lajja te ek dujon ke chipkiye nilam. Ami amar matha ta ektu uthiye dekhlam je maa ghore bhetore darzar kache danriye ache aar darza bhetor theke bando ache. Maar chokh duto aar puro mukhta ragete lal lal hoye ache aar maar sara shorir ta kampche. Khanik por maa ek jhatka diye maa pechone ghure gelo aar paa patke patke nijer ghore giye darza ta bando kore nilo.

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

Didi kono rakome nijer kapor gulo pore kono rakome ghar chere chole gelo. Pher ami maa songe kee katha bolte hobe bhabte lahlam. Khanik pore ami amar kapor pore maar songe katha bolte maar ghorer dike gelam. Maar ghorer darza bando chilo dekhe ami aste aste khat khatate laglam. Maa bhetor theke bollo, “darza khola ache bhetore chole aaye.” Ami maar ghorer darza ta khule ghorer bhetore dhuke gelam. Ami jei ghore dhuklam to maa amake bollo, “darza ta bando kore de, Bablu.” Ami darza ta bando kore maar dike ghurlam aar dekhlam je maa chokh mukh sab ekhuno lal hoye ache. Maa amake aste kore jigesh korlo, “Bablu, tui ki janish je tui aar tor didi te mile ki korchilee?” Ei du teen mash dhore didir guud chude chude amar bhetore anek ta confidence eshe giyechilo. Aar ami seyee confidencer songe kono bhoye na peye maa ke bollam, “maa tumi dekhe niyecho je ami didi mile ki korchilam aar tumi etao jano je amra kon kaj ta korchillam. Haan, amra ei kaj gato ddu teen mash theke korchee kenona ami aar didi ek dujon ke bhishon bhabe bhalobashee.

Maa amar katha sune ekta lamba sannsh nilo aar amake bollo, dekho Bablu, ami tomar maa hochee aar sei janno ami tomake bojhta chai je konta bhool aar konta thek. Tumi aar Renu, tomar didi, je kaj ta korchile seta bhool kaj. Ekdom bhool kaj. Jadi kono meye ke bhalobasho tar mane ei noye je tumi tar songe ek bichanate shute paro, tar songe Ami jani je tumi amakeo khoob bhalobasho. Tobe tar mane ei noye je, kintu tar mane ei noye je tumi amar songe ek bichanate shute paro ba oi sab kaj korte paro ja yumi tomar didir songe korchile. Amar songe katha bolte bolte maar awaj ta ektu narom hoye gelo maa amake tato ta bokunee dichhillo na jata khani darker. Ei dekhe amar confidence aro bere gelo aar ami maa ke bollam, “dekho maa, ami jani je ami je kaj ta korechee tar janno tumi amake bari theke bar kore dite paro, kintu tumi ta korcho na. Amar tomake dhanyobad deoa uchit. Ami jani je amader samaj eta ekhun bardasto korte parbe na ba aage giyo eta bardasto korte parbe na. 

Amader kaj ta puro puri paap kaj. Kintu maa, ami eta bolte pari je ami je kaj korechee tate ami khoob maza peyechee aar ami eta ke kono paap bole mone korina.” Amar katha sune maa amake bollo, “Bablu, tumi anek beshi katha bolcho aar ei sab kata bolte tomar lajja korche na ba bhoye korche na? Ohhhhhh ami eibar bujhte perechee tomar aar Renur modheye ei incester dharona kotha theke eseche.” Maar katha sune ami chomke gelam aar maar mujher dike haan kore takiye royilam. Amar dike maa amake abar bollo, “dekh Bablu, tui aar Renu je kaj korchilee sei kaj ami aar tor dui mama mile amader someye anek korechee. Se sab kaj amra gharer bairer kono meye chele ba beta cheler songe aaj obdi kori nee. Tor ki Renur pet hoyar kono chinta neyee? Tui ki kono din eta bhebe chees je jodi Renur tor songe oi sab kaj kore jodi kichu tar pete arke jai tahole kee korbee? Bablu amar tomone hoye je tora du jone mile je kajta korchees tora kore jaa tobe toder safe sexr bayapar ta ektu bujhe nite hobe.”

Tar por maa amar dike takiye muchki hanshee heshe dilo aar amake kono katha bulbar abosar na diye amake bollo, “Bablu, amar kache ekhane aaye.” Ami eto khon dhore maar katha sune eke bare hato bhobho hoye giye chilam aar maar katha moto aste aste lajja peye giye maar kache danralam. Maa amake kache tene niye bina kono katha bole amar panter chain ta nabiye diye nijer hath ta amar panter bhetore niye gelo aar amar laura ta panter theke bar kore nilo. Maa amar laura ta ke khanik khon dhore dekhlo aar tar por amake bollo, “Bablu tor eita khoob sundor hochhe. Bablu tor bara ta tor baper thekeo besh lamba aar mota hochhe.” Pher maa amar laura ta ek hathe kore dhore anoo hath diye tar oopor hath bolate laglo aar khanik pore amar laura ta dhore khenchte laglo. Amar laura ta abar theke khara hote laglo. Maar chokh duto lal lal hoye chilo aar maar sara shorir ta aste aste kampchilo. Etokhone amar laura ta khara hoye besh lamba aar mota hoye giyechilo. Maa amake aste kore jigesh korlo, “Bablu, ami tor ja korchee tor bhalo lagche to?” Ami aste kore maa ke bollam, “ami jani na.”

Maa thakhon amar pant ta khule amar paa theke bar kore nilo aar tar por amar shirt tao khule phele dilo. Maa takhon amake dekhe ekta kamuk sware bollo, “Bablu, tui anek baro hoye giyechis aar tor sharir ta besh bhalo aar sexy hoye geche.” Pher maa hath ta bariye amar khara laura ta dhore nilo aar tar oopor nijer hath ta bolate laglo. Laurar oopor hath bolate bolate maa anno hath diye amar laurar neeche jhulonto beechee gulo dhore nilo aar segulo ke hath diye aste aste kachlate laglo. Khanik pore maa amake bollo, “ami eibar bujhte parchee je keno Renu tor songe eto moje geche. Tor kache meyeder ba je kono mahila ke khushee karar sab rakomer jantro ache.” Mar karjo kalap dekhe aar tar katha sune amar gala sukote legechilo. Ami galar kache jama thutu gile ami maa ke chokh gol gol kore dekhte laglam. Maa amake chokh motke henshe bollo, “Bablu, tui amake puro puri nengto dekhte chas?” Ami amar kane ja sunlam ta amar biswas hochhillo na. Ami aage maa ke sapne anek bar maa ke nengto dekhe chillam aar ekbar maa jakhon snaner pore kapor charchilo takhon ranna ghorer prda ektu sore giye chilo.

Ami maa ke bollam, “haan maa ami tomake puro nengto dekhte chai. Ami ki ekhon tomar nengto roop dekhte pabo?” “Hai sheeeshhh, ekhon tui amake aar maa bole dakish na. Tui amake ekhon amar naam dhore, Nayana bole dak. Tor moto boka aar ei duniya hobe na” maa amar dike takiye ekta mon jharano muchki hanshu henshe bollo. Ami maa dike takiye henshe dilam aar maar aro kache sore maa ke chumu khete laglam aar maa ke bollam, “Oh Nayana, tumi bhishon sundor hochho.” Maa amar katha sune henshe dilo aar kono katha na bole amar dike takate rakate nijer sari, sata, blouse aar bra khule phele amae samne ekebare nengto hoye gelo. Ami chokh gol gol kore maar nengto roop dekhte laglam. Maa ke nengto dekhte dekhte amar chok sabar aage maar gol gol sundor baro baro mayeer oopore gelo. Marr khola mayee dekhe mone hochhilo je ami ekhuni maar mayee gulo hathe niye tipe tipe lal kore ogulor bonta chushe dee. Pher ami maar sundor, farsha farsha aar masreen duto uru aar tar majhkhane dekhte laglam. Maar duto urur majhkhane ghono, kalo aar konkrano chooler jangale bhara chilo kintu tobuo ami maar guud ta ke bhalo bhabe dekhte paa chhillam. Ami aaj amar maa ke prothom bar bina kono kapore ekdom nengto dekhchilam aar ami maa ke khoob sundor aar sexy dekhte pachillam.

Maa shorir nap gulo dekhe mone hochhillo je ekebare perfect figyre. Amar mote maar figure chilo 38D-30-40 chilo. Maar figure ta ektu bhari chilo tobe ei figure niye maa je kono lok ke ghayal korte parto aar amio ghayal hoye giyechilam.

“Kee holo, jaa dekhchis seta pachaondo hochhee?” maa amake jigesh korlo aar ami amar matha nere haan bollam. Ami eibar aar nijeke kabu rakhte parchilam na. Ami jhat kore maa ke du hathe joriye niye maar mukhe, chokhe, nake, galaye aar ghar chumu khete laglam aae chata shuru kore dilam. Ami maar duto bhari bhari mayee gulo ke hathe tipte tipte ekta mayeer bonta mukhe dhukiye chuste laglam. Maar bonta gulo praye ek inchi lamba chilo aar eisomeye duto mayeer bonta sakhto aar khara hoye giyechilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je maa o dhire dhire garam hoye jachhillo. Ami maar ekta mayeer bonta chus chilam aar anno mayee ta tiptchilam. Takhon maa hath ta nabiye amar khara hoye thaka laura ta dhore tar oopor aste aste hath bolate laglo. Amimaar bonta chuste chuste hatat bujhte parlam je amar laura ta tar pheda bar korbe eibar. Amar mone hochhillo je maa tar hath diye amar laura tar oopor kono jadoo tona kore diyeche. Takhon ami maar hath ta dhore amar laura tar oopor theke maar hath ta soriye diye maar komor joriye maa ke bichanar dike niye gelam. Bichanar kache giye jhoop kore bichna te upur hoye shueye porlo aar amar dike takiye hanste laglo.

Takhon ami maa farsha farsha, bhara bhara, chekna uru duto hath diye phank kore dilam aar amar thont niye giye maar rase bhora guuder phuto, amar janamo sthaner, oopore rekhe dilam. Amar thont ta guude giye lagatei maa kempe uthlo aar amake bollo, “aaye amar sona chele, aaye tui tor janmo sthaner bhetore aaye. Tui je phuto diye ei prithibee te eshchille sei phuto toke amontron korche.” Ami maa guud ta ke aram kore chumu khete laglam. Maar guud ta rose bhison bhabe bheja chilo aar guuder bhetor theke guuder ras chueye chueye beruchillo. Guuder rase maar guuder bal aar uru duti bhije giyechilo. Maa eto garam kheye giyechillo je guuder bhetor thke bhap beruchillo. Maa amar kach theke choda khabar janno puro puri prostut hiye giyechillo. Maa nijer komor ta noriye noriye amar puro mukhe nijer guud ta ghoste ghoste bollo, “Ohhhh Bablu, amar sona chele, amar manik kheye ne aaj tor maar guud ta ke chete chuse farsha kore de. Aaahhhhh Ohhhhhhh haramzada chele, jore jore chat nijer maar guud ta. Ei guud diye tui ei prithibee te eshechilee, chat bhalo kore chat amar guud ta ke.

Amar guuder sab ras chete pute kheye aaj ke. Kheye dekh tor je tor didir guuder ras ta bhalo khete na amar guuder ras ta bhalo. Ohhhhh sala, maa choda tui dekhchee amar guude chushe chushe amar guuder jal khosiye dibee. Ohhhhhhhh amar guuder jal khosbe sona, jore jore nijer kharkhare jeev diye guud ta chete de. Chat Chat, kheye nea aaj ke amar guud ta ke. Kichu cherish na. Uuuuuggghhhhhh amar konta te nijer jeev ta ghosh bokachoda. oh haaan sona amar, theek korchees, chat chat aro jore jore chat. Ohhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhh amaaaaaaar guuuuuuuuder jaaaaaal khoshcheeeeeeeee.” Ei bolte bolte maar puro sharir ta bhishon bhabe sakhto hoye gelo aar amar mukher oopor maa guuder jal chere dilo. Jal khasabar somey maar mukh theke ekrakomer gonganee berute laglo aar khanik por maa shanto hoye chup kore netiye shueye porlo.

Maar guud theke eto ras beriye chilo je amar puro mukh, gala sab bhije gelo. Ami aaj obdi kono meyecheler guud theke eo ras berute dekhini. Eto ras berute ami bujhte parlam je amar maa sattee sattee ekta sexy magee aar maar guud ta ke anek por keu bhalo kore ador koreche, chete diyeche aar chushe diyeche. Ami guude theke beruno sab ras ghat ghat kore gile nilam aar tar por jeev diye chete chete maar guud ta ke porishkar kore dilam. Maa amake nijer oopor daklo aar amio maar angyakari baloker moton maar oopor chore gelam. Ami jeyii maar oopor chorlam to ma amake du hathe joriye amake chumu khete laglo aar amar gale thonte lege thaka nijer guuder ras gulo chete chete porishkar kore dilo. Ami aar maa ek dujon ke anek khon dhore chumu khelam. Khanik por maa nijer uru duto aro phank kore hath nabiye amar khara laura ta hathe kore guuder phutor oopor lagiye dilo. Ami songe songe bukhte parlam je ma ekhon kee chaye aar tai ami ektu neecher dike nebe laurar mundee ta bhalo kore maar guuder phutor songe set kore dilam. Laurar mundee ta lagate giye ami bujhte parlam je maar guud ta amar laurar hisebe besh tight. Er por ami ektu aste ekta dhakka marlam aar amar laurar mundee ta ektu khani maar guuder chendar bhetore dhuke gelo.

Maa amake bollo, “Ohhh Bablu, tor laura ta besh mota. Tor baper laura ta eto mota noye. Oh Bablu, tui ki lanish je ei guuder chenda theke tui ei pritheebi te esechili aar aaj ei chenda ta tor laurar janno choto pore jachhe. Ekta zore dhakka mere tor laura ta amar guuder bhetore kor taratari. Tui kono bhoye pashna, tor maar guud anek flexible hochhe. Amar guuder kichhu hobe na. Dhoka taratari tor laura ta guuder bhetore. Chod nijer maa ke. Taratari kor sala maachoda Bablu, amake chude de, chod nijer maar nengto guud ta ke. Aaj tui ei khola guud ta ke chude chude phatiye de jerakom tui nijer didir guudta phatiye chili. Chod chod sala jore jore chod. Aro jore thap mar. Bara ta aro bhetor obdi djola. Ohhhhh, khoob bhalo lagche, amar guud ta ekebare bhore geche. Ami ekhon bujhte parchee je keno Reniu haram zadee tor laura diye nijer guud chudiyeche. Chod sala chod, bhalo kore chod nijer guud ta ke. Laura ta puro dhukiye dhukiye chod amake amar sona chele, amar guuder raja sona.”

Maar eto sexy katha sune amar gayer aar laurar rakto besh bhalo bhabe garam hoye gelo aar ami ami amar laura ta maar guud theke khanik ta bar kore ek jhatka diye puro bara ta ke meer guude pure dilam. Amar thaper songe amar bara ta puro ta maar guude char char kore dhuke gelo. Maa ekbare laura dhokano te khoob jore eiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, mere phelbeeeeeeeee nakeeeeeee bole chenchiye uthlo. Ami maar chenchanote kan na diye maar guude lamba lamba aar ghoshe ghoshe thap marte laglam aar maar guud chudte laglam. Er por maa neeche nijer paa duto bar kore amar komore joriye nilo aar komor tola dite dite amar thap khete laglo. Amra ei rakome amader choda chudi praye 10 minute obdi chalalam tar pore ami dekhlam je maar nak phuliye phuliye jore jore sans nite laglo. Ami bujhte parlam je maar tar guuder jal khasabe. Edike amio amar barar pheda dhalbar janoo toyeri hote laglam. Ami ke jore jore chudchilam aar mao neeche pond tola dite dite amar chodoner songe songe nijer guud diye amar laura ta khachhillo. Maa nijer bhari bhari pacha duto tule tule amar thaper jwabab dichhillo.

Amar aar maar puro shoreer ghame bhije giye pach pach korchilo. Maa amar choda khete khete bakbak korchilo, aar amio make chudte chudte bakbak korchilam. Maa bolchilo, “Oh Bablu, amar sona, chod amake bhalo kore chod. Tor maa tor neeche tar guud khule shueye ache tui laura diye nijer maar guud ta bhalo kore chude de. Ooohhhhhh dear, amar guuder jal khosbe eibare. Tui aro jore jore chod amake. Toke tor didir guuder dibbee, amar guuder dibbee ekhon aar rukhishna. Bas emni kore laura ta amar guuder bhetore aar bar kor nijer ghorar moton mota aar lamba laurata. Haan, haan emni kore chude chal amake. Aaj ke tui chude chude amar guud ta phatiye de jemni kore tui aaj theke teen mash aage nijer didir guud ta phatiye chillee. Chod, chod amake aar chude chude amar guuder jal ta khosiye sona amar. Tui dekhchis kee, tui ki ei dekhchis je tor maa kemon kore pond tola dite dite guud ta toke diye marachhe? 

Ami ekhon tor laurar thap khete khete swarge chole gechee.” Edeki amaio mal dhalar janno prostut tai ami maa ke bollam, “Ohhhhhh! Nayana, my darling, eibar amake laurata guud theke bar kore nite dao. Nayto ami tomar guude bhetore mal chere debo. Tate jodi jodi tomar pet phense jai takhon amake kich bolo na.” Etokhon choda khete khete aar guuder jal khasabar janno maar shoreer ta kampchilo aar nijer duto hath bichanate patkachillo. Maaar gala theke chapa chapa awaj beruchillo. Maa amar buker ekta nipple ungul diye kurote kurote amake bollo, “Ohhhh amar chodon baj Bablu, toke amar pet hobar katha bhebe kono chinta korte hobe na. Amio haramzadi guudchodani Renur moto pill khachee. Tai tui kono chinta na kore nijer laurar pheda amar guuder bhetore dhal aar amar guuder jala shanto kor.”

Maar katha sune ami kono chinta na kore maa jor jor thap mere mere chudte laglam. Amar chodon khete khete maar shoreer ta dhire dhire shakto hote laglo. Amake nujer paa diye ankre dhore aar amar niplle nijer angul diye khunte khunte ekbar jhatka mere nijer guud ta oopore kore maa chokh ulte netiye porlo. Ami bujhte parlam je maa amar laurar gunto khete khete guuder jal khoshiye diyeche. Jal khashabar songe songe guuder mukh ta amar bara ta ke chepe dhorlo aar mar mone hote laglo je maar guudta nijer jal khosabar por amar laura theke pheda tene nute chaye theek jemon kono lok gorur than theke chepe chepe doodh bar kore. Ami aar nijeke rukhta parlam na aar amar laura ta maar guud puro ta dhukiye amar pheda dhele dilam. Jei amar pheda gulo maar guude porlo maa amake jor kore nijer songe chpkiye arekbar guuder jal khosiye dilo. Amar laurara pheda diye maar guudta, je ta ke amar baba chudu chude aar mal dhele dhele amake ei pritibhee te ene chilo, puro bhore gelo. Aar laura theke bhloke bhloke pheda beriye maar guude porchilo aar guud ta ke bhor chilo. Amra du ma beta laurar aar guuder jal bar kore ek dujone ke chipkiye pore thaklam. Amader dujoner shoreer puro puri ghame bhije giyechilo.

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