Q=31	C=30	SS=1	LS=0	PS=0	DC=0	LC=0	SD=0	BS=9	G0=1504	G1=524	G2=61	DLID=bn_Latn	BODY=#1 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Barite Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)\tHi! Amar naam Partho hochhe aar amake barite sabai Bablu bole dake. Amar boyesh praye 21 bachar hochhe. Amar didir naam Renu hochhe aar didir boyish praye 26 bachor. Didi amar theke praye 5 bachor baro hochhe. Amra ekta middle class family aar ekta choto flate Kolkata te thaki. Amader bari ta choto, tate ekta hall/dining room duto bedromm aar ekta kitchen ache. Amader barite bathroom bolte khali ekta aar tate sabai jaye. Amader baba aar maa dujoneyee chakri kore. Didi amake Bablu bole dake. Aar ami take didi boli. Shuru shuru te ami sexer bishoye bishesh kichu jantam na. Karon ami kakhono co-education te poronee aar amader barir kache pithe kono meye amar boyshee chilo na. Tai ami ekhono kono meyer songe sexer maza nee ni aar ami kono din kono nengto meye dekhe chee. Haan ami kakhono kakhono prono magazine te nengto meyer chobi dekhechee. Jakahan amar boyish 14 holo takhon amar modhe meyeder pratee akarshan jagte laglo. Amar chokher samne khali amar Renu didi chilo. Didi matha te praye amar saman chilo, gayer rang besh farsha, lal tuktuke patla thont duto, matha te lamba ghono kalo chool, dekhte aar figure ta anekta Hindi cinemar Zeenat Aman moton. Haan didi mayee gulo besh chunchlo aar baro baro aar segulo ke dekhleye mone hoye je ekhkhuni hathe niye chatkaee. Amar ekhono mone achche je ami amar jiboner prothon keenchee didi nam niye. Ek robibare jeyee didi bathroom theke berulo ami chat kore bathroome dhuke gelam aar taratari amar jama kapor gule phelte laglam. Amar khoob jore pechchab peye chilo. Pechchab korar por ami amar dhon ta niye khelte laglam. Hatat amar chokh porlo didir khule phela kapor gulor opor. Dekhi je didi chan korar por nijer gayer nightgown ta rakha ache. Ami jeyee nightgown ta tullam to dekhlam je tar talaye didir kalo ronger bra ta pore ache. Ami jeyee didir kalo ronger bra ta hathe nilam amar laura ta apna apni khara hote laglo. Ami nightgown ta tullam aar tar theke didir neel ronger panty ta pore gelo. Ami khunke panty ta tule nilam. Eibar amar ek hathe diir bra aar anno hathe didir panty ta chilo. Ohh Bhagawan! Didir anatarbas gulo hathe niye ki bhison maza lagte laglo. Ami bujhte parchilam je eii bra ta kichukhon aage porjonto didir mayee te lege chilo aar eii panty ta kichukhon aage didur guuder songe lepte chilo. Ami ei katha gulo bhabhchilam aar bhetor bhetor garam hochhillam. Ami bujhte parchilam na ami didir bra aar panty gulo niye ki kori? Ami bra aar panty ta niye ghuriye phiriye sab dik theke chulam, chumu khelam, chatlam aar na jani ki ki korlam. Ami bra aar panty ta amar khola barar opor ghoslam. Bra ta ke niye amar booker oopor rakhlam. Ami amar kkhara barar oopore didir panty ta porlam. Porar songe songe seta amar bara oopore tent moton hoye thaklo. Tarpore ami didir nightgown ta bathroomer dewaler songe ekta hangere te tangalam. Tarpor kapor tanganor clip diye bra ta booker kache atke dilam aar panty ta nightgowner majhkhane atke dilam. Eibar amar mone kote laglo je didi bathroomer dewalr kache danriye amake tar bra aar panty ta dekhache. Ami taratari giye didir bra ta chuste laglam aar mone mone bahbhte laglam je ami didir mayee chuschee. Ami amar khara leura ta didir panty te ghoste laglam aar mone mone bhabhte laglam je ami didir guude leura ta dhukiye didi ke chudchee. Ami eto garam hoye giyechilam je amar bara ta bhishob bhabhe phule giyechilo aar khanik pore bara theke jiboner prothom mal beriye gelo. Amar bara theke beruno pheda te didir bra aar panty bhije gelo. Sei dinprothom bar amar mal berulo aar ta berulo didi nam kore. Amar prothom mal beruno ta eto beshi chilo je amar paa duto jawab diye dilo aarami nijer payer oopor danrate parchilam na. Amar chokher samne andhokar hoye giyechillo. Ami chupchap bathroome bose porlam. Kichukhon pore ami suth hote ami uthe taratari chan korete shuru kore dilam. Showere chan kore ami besh fresh hoye gelam. Chan korar por ami didir nightgown ta dewal theke nabiye tar theke bra aar panty duto khule nilam aar segulo theke amar mal gulo jal diye dhuye dilam aar segulo jekhane chilo ami abar theke rekhe dilam. Sedin kar por theke amar laura kheenchar somaye didir bra aar panty niye nitam. Haan, eirakon kore kheenchar suyog khali robibare hoto. Kenona, robibare ami didir chan korar chan kortam. Robibare ami ghum bhangar pore chupchap shoye thaktan aar dekhtam je kakhon didi bathroome jaye. Jeyee didi bathroome jeto ami bichana theke uthe portam aar didi bathroom theke berule ami jhat kore bathrrome dhuke portam. Amar maa aar baba roz sakal sakal bela bichana chere ditto aar jakhon ami uthtam takhon maa kitchene jalkhabar ranna korte thakto aar baba baire balcone te bose paper porte thakto ba bazare giye dinkar bazaar korto. Robibar ta chere ami jakhoni bara kheenchtam takhoni bhabhtam je ami amar bara ta didir ras bhora chamchamer moto guude dhukiye thapachhee. Shuru shuru te ami khali bhabhtam je jakhon didi nengto hoye tkhon dekhte kemon lage? Pher ami ei bhabhte laglam je didir guude bara dhukiye thapate kemon lagbe. Ami kakhono kakhono sapno te didi ke nengto kore chudtam aar jakhon ghum bhangto takhon dekhtanm je ami amar bichanate shoye achee aar amar under pant ta puro puri bheeje geche. Ami kakhono amar moner katha ba amar sapnor katha kauke bolini ba didi amar kono katha janto na. Ami amar schooler parashona shesh kore college jete laglam. College te kichu meye bondhu hoye gelo. Du ekta meye bondhur songe ami ek du bar choda chudir anando nite laglam. Ami jakhoni kono meye bondhu ke chudtam takhon ami bhabhtam je mara bara ta amar didir ras bhortee guude dhokano achche. Ami bar bar chesta kortam je amar mon ta didi opor theke sore jak kintu ta hochchillo na. Amar mon ghure phire bar bar didir dike chole jeto. Ami dine 24 ghanta didi bishoye aar didi ke chudbar bayapare bhabhte thaktam. Ami jato khon bari te thaktam ami didir dike takiye thaktam, kintu amar moner bayapar ta didi kichu janto na. Jakhon didi nijer jama kapor charto ba maar songe kitchen kichu kaj korto ami chup chap didi ke dekhtam aar kakhono kakhono ami didir booker sundor gol gol aar khara khara mayee gulo dekhte petam, obishee blouser oopor theke. Didir songe choto flate thakate amar kakhono kakhono khuub labh hoto. Kakhono akhono amar hath didir gaye lege jeto. Ami sab samaye didir gol gol aar khara khara mayee aar pacha chonbar janno pagol hoye thaktam. Amar khali someyte ami balcony te danriye rastar lok der dekhtam aar jakhon amar didi amar pashe danrato ami tar mayee dhire dhire choonbar janno chesta kortam. Amader barir balcony ta besh shoru chilo aar emon chilo je tar puro lambai ta amader galeer dike chilo aar tar shoru kona te danrale rasta dekha jeto. Balcony ta eto shoru chilo je dujon lok pasha pashi ga ghenshe danriye rasta dekhte peto. Ami jakhon balcony te danriye rasta dekhtam takhon amar hath duto booker oopor bendhe rakhe balconeer railinge bhor diye rasta dekhtam. Kakhono kakhono didi amar pashe eshe danrato. Ami ektu shore giye didi ke danrate ditam. Ami emon aste kore ghure danratam je didi ke amar songe gaye ga lagiye danrate hoto. Didir baro baro mayee duto amar booker eshe lagto. Amar hather angul gulo jegulo railinger oopore thakto didir mayee te chuunto. Ami amar angul gulo aste aste didir mayeer oopore bolatam aar didi ei bayapar ta janto na. Ami angul diye chuunye chuunye dekhtam je didir mayee duto kato narom aar molayam kintu tobuo didir mayee duto sab samaye khara hoye thakto. Kakhono kakhono ami amar hath diye didir pacah duto chuuntam. Jakhon didi amar pashe eshe danratao ami eorakom kore didir sexy sharir ta sate aste chuntam. Ami jantam je amad didi amar bayapar kichu bojhe na. Ami jantam je didi eta bujhto na je tar choto bhai tar sharirer anache kanache ichche kore hath lagaye aar bhai take ekebare ulongo dekhte chai, take nengto kore chudte chai. Kintu ami bhool jantam. Ekdin didi amake dhore nilo. Seyee din kitchene giye kapor change korchilo. Hall aar kitcheners majhkaher parda ta ektu sore giye chillo. Didi amar dike pechon phire nijer kurta ta khule niyechilo aar amar chokher samne didir bra te Dhaka mayee gulo chilo. Rozkar moton ami T.V.dekhchilam aar chokh ghuriye didi ke dekhchilam. Hatat didi samner dike dewale lagano aina te dekhte pelo je ami tar dike haan kore dekhchee. Didi dekhlo je ami tar bar Dhaka mayee gulo dike takiye achee. Phere ainar modheye amar aar didi cholh mile gelo. Ami lajja peye amar chokh ta ghuriye abar T.V. dekhte laglam. Amar buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Ami bujhte pere giyechilam je didi jante pere geche je ami tar mayee dekhchilam. Ami bujhte parchilam na je eibar didi ki korbe? Didi ki amar katha maa aar baba ke bole debe? Naki didi amar opor rag korbe? Amar matha te ei sab prashno ghurte laglo. Ami abar theke didir dike takabar sahas korte parchilam na. Seye din aar tar por 2-3 din ami didir kach theke dure dure thaklam. Didir dike takalam na. Aei du teen dine kichu holo na. Ami khushi hoye gelam aar abar theke chupichpi didir dike takate laglam. Didi amake 2-3 bar hathenahte dhore nilo je ami tar dike chupichupi dekhchee kintu didi kichu bollo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi bujhe geche je ami kee chai aar se amake kono kichu bolbe na. Didi amar songe ba anno karur songe ei bishoye kono katha bollo na. Eta amar kache khoob aschorjor bayapr chilo. Jak jato din didi kich na bole ami didi ke chupee chupee dekhte thaklam. Ek din ami aar didi aager moto balcony te danriye rastar lok er dekh chilam. Didi amar hather songe sente danriye chilo aar amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghurchillo. Ami bhabhchilam je hoyto didi eta jane na je amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghora phera korche. Ami eta ei janno bujhchilam je amar angulo didir mayee te chala sattaeo didi amar songe sente danriye chilo. Kintu ami eta bujhe giyechilam je jakhon didi amake aage kono din toke nee ami aram kore didir mayee gulo chuunte pari aar didi amake kichu bolbe na. Amra balcony te gaye ga lagiye danriye chilam aar katha bolchilam. Amar amader colleger aar sports niye alochona korchilam. Amader balconyr samne ekta goli chilo bole amader balcony ta besh andokar chilo. Katha bolte bolte didi hath diye amar angulo gulo ke dhore nijer mayee theke alda kore dilo. Didi nijer mayeer oopor amar anguler chalaphera bujhte pere giye chilo. Didi khanik khoner janno katha bola bando kore dilo aar tar sharer ta besh shakto hoye gelo. Kintu didi nijer jayga theke norlo na aar amar hather songe sente danriye royilo. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar amar sahash bere gelo. Tar por amai amar hather puro panja ta didir gol gol molayam aar khara khara mayee oopor rekhe dilam. Ami bhison bhoye pachhilam. Ke jani didi amake ki bolbe? Amar puro sharir ta bhoye aar uttejona te kampchilo. Kintu didi amake kichu bollo na. Didi khali ekbar amake dekhlo aar abar rasatr dike dekhte laglo. Ami bhoye te didir dike takate parchilam na aar amio rasatr dike takiye chilam aar amar hather panja diye didir mayee ta te dhire dhire hath bollachillam. Ami aage hather panja diye didir ekta naram mulayam mayee te hath bolachhillam. Tar por dhire dhire ami ekta mulayam aar khara mayee ta ke hather muto te niye jore tipte laglam. Didi mayee gulo besh baro baro chilo aar amar ekta hather panja te antchilo na. Ami aage didir mayee ta neech theke dhorchilam aar tar por hath ta aste aste oopore niye gachhillam. Kichukhon por didir kurta aar bra oopor theke mayee tipte tipte bujhte parlam je didir mayeer nipple ta sakhto hoye danriye geche tar mane didi amake diye mayee tepate tepate garam hoye geche. Didir kurta aar brar kapor gulo khoob molayam chilo aar tai ami dekhte pelam je didir mayeer nipple duto sakhto hoye ekta choto rubber moton danriye ache. Ohh Bhagaban! Amar mone hote laglo je ami sarge achee. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar sarger such hochhilo. Didir mayee gulo ke bhalo kore chonbar amar aai prothom abosar chilo ar ami bujhtei parlam je ami katokhon dhore didir mayee tip chee. Aar didio amake ek barer janno mana kore nee. Didi chupchap amar pashe danriye danriye nijer mayee amake diye tepachhilo. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar leura ta khara hote laglo. Ami khoob aram paachhillam aar ei bhebhe aro khoshee hocchhillam je amar theke 5 bachorer baro didi chupchap amar pashe danriye nijer choto bhai ke diye nijer mayee tepachhillo. Ami janjina je ami aro katokhon didir mayee tiptam tobe khanikkhon pore maar galar awaj pelam. Mar awaj peteee didi amar hath ta aste kore mayee theke hatiye diye maar kache chole gelo. Se rate ami ekdom ghumote parinee. Sara raat khali didir molayam lmalauam khara khara mayee er katha bhabhchillam. Porer din ami rozkarer moton balcony te danriye rastar lok dekhchilam. Kichukhon pore didi balcony te eshe amar theke 2-3” duure danriye thaklo. Ami du teen minute obdi chupchap thaklam aar didir dike dekhte thaklam. Didi amar dike dekhlo. Ami halka bhabhe muchkee hanslam, kintu didi palte muchkee hanslo na aar rasatar dike takiye danriye royilo. Ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aro kache esho na.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami chunte chai” ami parishakar bhabhe didi ke kichu bolte parchilam na. “Kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol” didi amake bollo. Takhon ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “ami tomar doodh duto chunte chaee.” Didi amake abar bollo “kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol.” Takhon ami didir dike takiye muchki hense aste kore bollam, “ami tomar buker oopor gol gol khara khara molayam mayee duto chunte chaee ar se gulo chatkate chaee.” “Kintu ekhuni maa aste pare” didi takhon muchkee hense bollo. Ami talhon abar muchkee hense didi ke bollam, “maa ele amra aage theke jante parbo.” Amar katha sune didi kichu bollo na aar nijer jayegaye danriye thaklo. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please, didi aro kache esho.” Talhon didi amar kache chole elo. Didi amar khoob kache danriye chilo, kintu tar mayee kalker moton amar hather kache chilo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi amar ga ghenshe danratae lajja pachhe. Ekhon obdi didi amar kaar ga ghenshe danrato ajante. Kintu aaj jene bijhe amar ga ghense danrate didi lajja pachhe, kenona aaj didi jane je ga ghense danrale ami ki korbo. Jei didi amar kache eshe danralo ami taratari didi ke hathe kore dhore nijer kache aro tene nilam. Eibar didir mayee gulo kalker moton amar hathte chunchillo. Ami praye panch minute obdi chup kore thaklam aar tar por amar hath ta didir mayeer oopor niye gelam. Didir mayee chunte ami kalker moton sarager sukher anubhuti pelam. Ami prothome didir mayee duto aste aste hath bolalam atr por jore jore ami didir mayee duto tipte laglam. Kalker moton didi aajkeo patla kaporer kurta aar tar talaye bra porechilo. Patla kaporer oopor theke didir mayeer bota duto khara hoba ami besh bhalo kore bukhte parchilam. Ami eibare amar angul diye didir mayeer bota gulo tipte laglam. Ami jato bar didir mayeer bota gulo tip chilam tato bar didi ektu nore chore uthchillo aar didir mukh ta lajja te lal hoye jachillo. Khanik por didi amake phisphis kore bollo, “ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Aste aste tep, lagche.” Didir katha sune ami didi mayee duto aste aste tipte laglam. Ami aar didi mayee tepa tipi korte korte altu phaltu katha bolchilam jate jadi keu dekhe to bujhbe je amar kono bishoye alochona korchee. Asole ami takhon didir mayee duto kakhono aste aste aar lalhono lalhono jore jore tip chilam aar chatkachillam. Khaink por maa bhtor theke didi ke deke nilo aar didi taratari bhetore chole gelo. Amar didi modheye emni 2-3 mayee tepatipi chollo. Ami roz sondheya bela didir mayee tiptam aar didi amar pashe danriye amar hath diye nijer mayee duto tepato. Kintu ekta problem chilo, emni kore mayee tepatipi te ami didir mhali ekta mayee tipte partam. Mane jakhon didi amar bayen danarato to ami didir dan diker mayee ta tiptam aar jakhon didi amar dan dike danrato to ami didir ban diker mayee ta tiptam. Asole ami kintu didir duto mayee amar duto hather muthote niye tipte aar chatkate cahichilam. Kintu balcony te danriye eta sambhov chilo na. Ami eta niye du teen din chinta korlam. Ek din sondheye bela ami hall ghore bose TV dekhchilam. Maa aar didi kitchene raater khabar ranna korchilo. Khanik pore didi nijer kaj sesh kore hall te esho boshlo. Ami halle te bichanar oopor dewale helan diye paa choriye boshe chilam. Didi ranna ghor theke eshe amar kache bichanate boshe porlo. Didi khanikkohon TV dekhlo aar tar por paper niye nijer mukher oopor paper ta porte laglo. Kichukhon papaerer samne page ta porar por didi paperer pata palte bhetorer patar news gulo porte laglo. Didi bichanate paa mure bose chilo aar amar paa duto didir gaye chuunchilo. Ami amar paa duto aro ekto ehiye dilam aar tate amar paa eibar didi urute chuunye gelo. Maa kitchene ranna korchilo aar ami amar samne bosa didi ke dekhchilam. Aajke didi ekta kalo ronger T-shirt porechilo aar T-shirter kapor ta khoob patla chilo. T-shirter ooper theke ami didir bra ta dekhte paachillam. Ami didir sexy peeth aar kalo ronger T-shirt aar tar bhetore bra ta dekhte dekhte amar matha ghure gelo aar mar matha te ekta dushti budhhe khele gelo. Ami aste kore amar ekta hath didir peethe rakhlam aar T-shirter oopor theke didir peethe hath bolate laglam. Jei amar hath didir peethe laglo omni didir sharer ta ektu kempe uthlo. Didi takhon phisphis kore amake jigesh korlo, “Parho, tui eta kee korchis?” “Kichu naa, khali tomar peethe ami amar hath ta ghoschee” ami didi ke bollam. "Tui ki pagol hoye giyechis? Maa ekhuni amader dujon ke ranna ghor theke dekhe phelbe,” didi abar amake aste kore bollo. "Maa kemon kore dekhbe?” ami didir peethe hath bolate bolate aste kore bollam. "Tui kee bolte chas?” didi amake abar theke jigesh korlo. "Ami bolte chai je tomar samne paper ta khola ache aar jodi maa ranna ghor theke dekhe to khali paper ta dekhbe,” ami didi ke aste kore bollam. "Tui bhishon smart aar shaitan hochhis” didi amar dike takiye muchki hansi hense bollo. Phir didi chup kore nijer samne paper ta bhalo kore choriye paper porte laglo. Amio chupchap nijer hath ta didir masreen peethe bolate laglam aar kakhono kakhono amar angul diye T-shirter oopor theke didir bra ta chuunte laglam. Kichukhon pore amai amar ekta hath didir dan diker bagol kache niye gelam aar bagoler char dhare hath bolate laglam. Ami bagoler kache du teen bar hath ghuriye amar hath ta aro ektu khani bariye amar hath ta didir dan diker mayeer oopore rakhlam. Jei amar hath ta didir mayee te gelo didi ekbar ektu kempe uthlo. Ami tar por aram kore didir dan diker mayee ta hather muthote bhore tipte laglam. Khanikhon dan diker mayee ta tpar por ami amar anno hath ta bariye didi anni diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Emni koe ami amar du hath diye didir duto mayee eksonge tipte laglam. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer samne paper ta tule paer ta porte thaklo. Amar sahas aro khanik ta bere gelo. Ami nijer jayga theke aro ektu egiye didir T-shirt ta peechon theke ektu ektu kore tule laglam. Didir T-shirt ta didir pachar talaye chepe chilo bole beshi oopore uthlo na. Ami ektu jor lagalam kintu kono labh holo na. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please didi, ektu dao na………” Didi amar katha bujgte pere ektu aager dike jhunke pacha ta tule nijer pachar tala theke T-shirt ta bar kore dilo. Ami abar theke didir peethe oopor neeche hath bolate laglam aar khanik pore amar ekta hath didir T-shirter bhetore dhukiye dilam. Offffff! Didir peeth ta koto molayam aar polished. Ami aste aste didir peeth theke didir T-shirt ta tule diye didir peeth ta nengto kore dilam. Eibar didir mayeer kichu kichu bhag ta didir braer ass pass theke dekhte pelam. Ami eibar amar duto hath didir khola peethe aar braer oopore ghorate laglam. Jei ami didir bra ta chuunlam didi kapte laglo. Pher amar hath duto braer pas theke aste aste egiye egiye didir bagol obdi niye gelam. Tar por ami didir bra Dhaka duto mayee amar du hathe dhore jore jore chatkate laglam. Didir mayeer bota duto ei samay khoob bhalo kore khara khara chilo aar sehulo ke angul diye tipte khoob bhalo lag chilo. Ami takhon aram kore didir duto bar Dhaka mayee duto hather muthote niye tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono bota duto angul duiye dhore tante laglam. Maa ekhono ranna ghore ranna korchilo. Amar maa ke parishkar bhave ranna gjore kaj korte dekhte pachhilam. Maa kakhono kakhono amader dike dekhe nichhilo aar maa khali didir paper pora dekhte pachhilo. Maa amader dekhe eta bujhte parchilo na je hall ghore ami aar didi bichanate bose mayee tepar sukh neechhilam aar didi nijer mayee amake diye tipiye tipiye mayeer sukh nichhillo. Ami didir mai tipte tipte ei bhebe khooshi hochhilam je barite maa thaka somaye kemon kore didi amake diye mayee tipye tipiye mayeer sukh niche. Ami ei swrano abosar charte chai chilam na. Ami abar amar hath duto didir peethe niye elam aar didir peeth aar braer hooker oopor hath bolate laglam aar dhire kore didir braer hook ta khulte laglam. Didir barer hook ta khoob tight chilo aar tai hook ta taratari te khool chil na. Jato khone didi bujhte parto je ami tar braer hook ta khulchee ami didir braer hook ta khule dilam aar tar starp duto didir du bagole kache jhulte laglo. Didi amake mukh ghuriye kichu bolte jachhilo kintu tatokhone maa ranna ghor thke hall ghore eshe gelo. Ami taratari didir theke nijer hath ta tene didir T-shirt ta neeche kore dilam aar khola bra ta T-shirt diye dekhe dilam. Maa hallghore esje bichanar pass theke kichu jinish nicchilo aar didir songe katha bolchilo. Didio paper theke mukh na uthiye maar songe katha bolchilo. Maa amader karyo kalap kichu bujhte parlo naa aar abar ranna ghore chole gelo. Ma jakhon abar ranna ghore chole gelo to didi amake phisphis kore bolle, “Bablu amar braer hook ta abar theke lagiye de.” "kee? Ami ei tight braer hook ta lagate parbo na” ami didi ke bollam. "Keno, tui hook ta khulte parish aar lagate parish na? Didi ektu garam sure amake bollo. "Na se katha noye, tomar bra ta bhishon tight" ami didi ke abar bollam. Didi paper porte porte bollo, “ami kichu janina, tui amar braer hook ta khulechis tai tui amar braer hook ta lagabee” didi abar amake bokuni dite dite bollo. "Kintu didi, tomar braer hook ta tumio lagate paro?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. "Pagol, ami hook ta lagate pari na. Hook lagate hole amake paper ta neeche korte hobe aar maa dekhte pabe je ami tor kache bose ei somaye braer hook lagachee. Tate maa bujhe jabe je amra etokhon kee korchilam. Bujhlee?” didi amake bollo. Ami kichu bujhte parchilam na je kee korbo. Ami didir T-shirter bhetore niye giye braer starp duto dhore pechon dike tante laglam. Jakhon starp ektu pechone elo to ami hook ta lagabar cheste korlam. Kintu bra ta eto tight chilo je ami hook ta tene lagate parchilam na. Ami bar bar chesta korchilam kintu hook ta lagchilo na. Maa ranna ghore raater khabar praye praye baniye niye chilo ar maa kakhono hall ghore aste pare. Didi lhinlhon obdi chupchap bose royilo tarpor amake bollo, “hat boka chele, ei paper ta dhor amar samne. Amakiye braer hook ta lagate hobe.” Ami didir bagoler tala theke haat duto bariye paper ta didi mukher samne dhorlam aar didi hath duto pechone kore braer starp duto tene hook ta lagate laglo. Ami didir pechoone bose bose hook lagano dekhte laglam. Didir bra ta eto tight chilo didiro hook lagate osubide hocchillo. Khanik pore didi braer hook ta lagiye nilo. Jaiye didi barer hook ta lagiye hath ta samne anlo aar ami amar hath ta pechone korlam omni maa ranna ghor theke hall ghore eshe gelo. Maa bichanate didir pashe bose didir songe katha bolte laglo. Ami bichana theke uthe bathroomer dike chole gelam kenoa amar laura ta khoob garam hoye giyechilo aar ekhuni hath na marle ami khete boste partam na. Partho\n#2 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Porer din jakhon ami aar didi balcony te danriye chilam takhon didi amake jigesh korlo, “Bablu, kal raate amara aro ektu hole dhara pore jetam. Amar bhishon lajja korchilo.” “Haan ami jani aar kal raater por theke ami bhoshon lajjito. Tomar bra ta eto tight chilo je ami tomar braer hook ta lagate parchilam na” ami didi ke bollam. Didi takhon amake bollo, “hhan, amaro braer hook ta lagate hath pechone korte khoob obubide hochhillo aar bhishon lajja korchilo.” “Kintu didi tumi to roz tomar bra ta paro, takhon kemon kore hook lagao?” ami didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam. Didi bollo. “mane amra roz roz …………” pher didi chup kore gelo bodh hoye bujhe giyechilo je ami thatta kirchi tar por abar bollo, “tui eta pore bujhte parbee.” Pher ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tomake ekta katha jigesh korbo?” Didi phat kore bollo, “hhan, jigesh kor.” Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, "tumi samne hook deoa bra keno poro na?” Didi takhon muchki hansi henshe amake bollo, “eta ekanto private bayapar. Ei proshnor ami kono jawab debo na.” Ami takhon didi ke bollam, “didi, tumi jano je ami ekhon aar choto noyee tai tumi amake bolte paro.” Takhon didi amta amta kore bollo, “kenona……..kenona……kono bishesh byapar noe!! Haan, ekta karon hochhe je samne hook deoa braer khoob dam. Amai chat kore didir ekta hath dhore bollam, “eta kono byapar noye. Tumi paisar janno ghabrio na. Ami tomake jato paisa lage debo.” Amar katha sune didi muchki hansee hense bollo, “acchha, tor kache bujhi anek pisa ache? Chal amake ekhuni 100 ta taka de.” Ami takhuuni amar purse ta bar kore didir hathe ekta 100 takar note diye bollam, “nao, tomar katha moton ami tomake 100 ta taka dilam.” Didi 100 takar note ta phiriye diye bollo, “are na na, ami taka chai na. Ami to tor thatta korchilam.” Ami taka ta abar didir hathe diye bollam, “ami kintu thatta korchi na, ami kintu serious. Didi tumi na koro na aar ei taka ta amar kach theke niye nao.” Didi khanik bhebe amar hath theke 100 takar note ta niye bollo, “theek ache Bablu, ami toke dukkho dite chai na aar tai ami tor taka ta niye nichhee. Kintu mone rachis je ami ei prothom aar sesh bar tor theke taka nichhee.” Ami didi ke “thank you” bollam aar balcony theke Hall ghore jete laglam. Bhetore jabar somey anmi didir kane kane bollam, “didi khali kalo ronger braa kinbee. Amar kole romger bra ta beshi pachondi hoye.” Didi aktu hense bollo, “shaitaan!! Tor dekhchee je didir undergarmenter protee khoob ekta akorshon.” Amio hense didi ke bollam, “didi aro ekta katha mone rekho. Kalo ronger braer songe kalo ronger panty tao kine neo.” Didi amar katha sune khoob lajja peye gelo aar praye daure bhetore maar kache chole gelo. Porer din bikele didi nijer kono bondhur songe phone te katha bolchilo. Ami shunte pelam je didi take niye market jete chai. Didir bondhu pore confirm korbe bole phone ta rekhe dilo. Khanik pore ami didi ke ekla peye didi ke bollam, “didi, amio tomar songe markete jete chai. Tumi ki amake tomar songe market niye jete paro?” Didi khanik khon bhabar por amake bollo, “kintu Parho, ami to amar bandhobeer songe katha bole niyechee aar se amar songe bikele markete jabe bole amader bari asche. Tar oopor ami ekhuno maa ke bolini ki ami marketinge jachhee.” Ami didi ke bollam, “theek acchhe, tumi giye maa ke bolo je tumi amar songe bazare jachcho. Dekhbe maa razi hoye jabe. Tarpor amar baiyere giye tomar bandhobee ke phone kore debo je marketing programme ta cancel hoye geche tar aar asar darker neyee. Theek ache na?” Didi aste kore hense bollo, “haan, eta theek ache. Ami giye maar songe katha bolchee,” aar didi maar songe katha bolte chole gelo. Maa jeyee sinlo je didi amar songe market jacchhee, maa razi hoye gelo. Sei din bikele ami aar didi eksonge kaporer bajar gelam. Market jabar somay buse te khoob bhir chilo aar ami theek didir pechone danriye chilam tarjanno didir pacha amar janghe te ghasa kha chhilo. Market teo khoob bhir chhillo. Ami sab somey didir pechone cholchilam jate kono lok didi ke dhakka na marte pare. Amra jakhono kono footpather dokane danriye kono jinish dekhchilam takhon didi amar gayer songe lete danra chilo aar tar janno didir mayrr aar uru duto amar gayer songe chunchhillo. Jakhon didi kono dokane danriye kono kapor dekhchilo to ami didir pechone ga ghenshe danriye amar khara laura ta didir pacha te chonachhillam aar kakhono kakhono didir pacha te hath buliye dichhillam. Amar ei rakon korchilam aar bahana chilo bajarer bhir. Ami bhabhchilam je amar seduction ta didi kichu bujhte parchena aar bhabhche bajarer bhirer janno ami ei rakon korchee. Ami ekta jeaner dokan theke ekta jeaner pant aar duto T-shirt kinlam aar didi ekya gulabi ronger salwar suit, garomer janno ekta skirt aar top aar duto T-shirt kinlo. Amra markete aro khanik khon ghurlam. Eibar praye sondheye 7.30 beje giyechilo. Didi amake sab thole gule dhoriye diye dilo aar amake bollo, “tui ektu aage giye amar janno rukhe thak, ami ekhuni aschee” aar didi ekta footpather dokaner dike chole gelo. Ami dokan ta bhalo kore dekhlam je ota meyeder undergarmenter dokan. Ami muchki hansi henshe aage chole gelam. Ami dekhlam je didir mukhta lajja te lal hoye giyeche aar se amar dike takiye takiye dokandarer songe katha bolche. Khaink khon pore didi dokan theke phire elo aar amar hathe ekta bag dhoriye dilo. Ami didi ke dekhe ekbar muchki hanshlam aar kichu bolte jachhillam ki didi amake bollo, “tui ekhon kichu bolish na aar chuchap amar cholte thak.” Amra chupchap cholte laglam. Ami ekhuni bari jete chaichilam na aar ami didir songe ekla aro khakhon somaye kata te chaichilam. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi chalo amara giye leker dhare bosi aar bhelpuri khayee.” "Na, deri hoye jabe” didi amake bollo. Kintu ami didi ke abar bollam, “are chalo na didi, ekhuno khali sondheye 7.30 bejeche. Aar amra khanikkhon leker dhare bose bhelpuri kheye bari chole jabo. Tachara maa jane tumi amar songe bajare eshecho, tai maa chinta korbe na.” Didi khanik bhebe bollo, “theek achche, chal leker dhare giye bosi.” Didi amar katha te razi hoya te ami koob khushi hoye gelam aar amra dujone leke dike hente jete laglam. Market theke leke jete praye dash minute lage. Amra aage giye ekta bhelpuri walar kach theke bhelpuri nilam aar ekta joler botol kine nilam tar por giye leker dhare boslam. Amra leker dhare pasa pasi paa choriye bose chilam. Amader chardhare besh kichu jhop moton gach chilo. Leker dhare besh thanda thanda hawa cholchilo. Ek kothaye somaye ta khoob romantic chilo. Ami aar didi bhelpuri khachhillam aar katha bolchilam. Didi amar ga ghense bose chilo aar ami kakhono kakhono didir mukher dike dekhchilam. Didi aaj ke ekta kalo ronger skirt aar ekta grey ronger dhile top pore chilo. Ek bar jakhon didi bhelpuri khachhillo takhon khoob jore hawa dilo aar didir skirt ta uthe giye didir uru duto khule porlo. Didi nijer khola uru duto dhakar janno kono tara lagalo na. Didi aage roye shoye bhelpuri ta khelo aar hath ta tomale muchlo tarpor skirt ta neeche kore seta ke payer modheye phansiye nilo. Amra jekhane bose chilam sekhane besh andokar chilo, tobuo chander alo te ami didir kala gacher moton lamba aar besh bhara bhara uru duto bhalo kore dekhte pelam. Didir khola aar chander alote chomke thaka uru duto dekhe ami besh garam hoye gelam. Jakhon didir bhelpuri sesh hoye gelo to ami didi ke bollam, “chalo didi, amra giye oii baro jhoper pechone bosi.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. Takhon ami didi ke bollam, “jhoper pechone amra aram kore boste parbo.” Takhon didi boolo, “keno, ekhane ki amra aram kore bose neyee?” “Haan amra arame bose achchee, tobe jhoper arale amader keu dekhte parbe na” ami didir chokhe chokh rekhe aste kore bollam. Takhon didi akta mishtee hansee hense amake bollo, “Bablu, tui anno loker chokher arale giye amar songe leno boste chas?” Takhon ami didir ekta hath dhore didi ke bollam, “didi tumi jano je ami keno tomar songe anno loker chokher arale giye boste chai.” Takhon muchki hansi hense bollo, “theek achche, kintu khoob alpo someyer janno. Amader emnite deri hoye geche aar amader bari phirte hobe” aar didi uthe baro jhop gacher pechoner dike hante laglo. Amio taratari uthe sab bag gulo uthiye didir pechone pechone hanta shuru koe dilam. Baro jhop tar pase aro ekta jhop gach chilo aar tate tar majh khane besh khanik ta jayega khai chilo. Ami okhane giye dekhlam je ekhane bosle keu amader dekhte parbe na. Ami giye sei jaygaye aage bag gulo rakhlam aar tar por bose porlam. Didio eshe amar pase boshe porlo. Didi amar kach theke praye ek feet dure boshlo. Ami didi ke amar aro kache boste bollam. Didi ektu sore eshe amar kache eshe boshlo aar eibar amader kandh gulo chuunte laglo. Ami didir gala joriye didi ke aro amar kache tene nilam. Ami khanik khon chup chap boshe thaklam aar didir kaner kache mukh niye giye didi ke bollam, “didi, tumi bhishon sundor hochho.” “Achha, Bablu eta ki theek katha?” didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe jigesh korlo. Ami didir kane amar thonta lagiye didi ke bollam, “didi ami thatta korchi na. Ami tomar janno pagol hoye achchee.” Didi make dhire kore bollo, “Oh! Bablu………” Ami abar didi ke aste kore jigesh korlam, “didi, ami ki tomake chumu khete pari?” Didi amake kichu bollo na aar nijer matha ta amar kandhe rekhe nijer chokh duto bando kore nilo. Ami didir mukhta amar hath niye amar dike korlam to didi ekbar chok ta khule amar dike takalo aar abar chokh duto bando kore nilo. Ami etokhon didi ke joriye boshe boshe besh garam hoye giyechilam aar ami amar thont didir thonter oopor rekhe dilam. Oh! Bhagawan, didir thont duto khoob rasalo aar garam chilo. Jeye amar thont didir thonte chuunlo didir gala theke ekta asposhto awaj berulo. Ami didi ke khanik khon dhore chumu khete laglam. Chumu khete khete ami aro garom hoye gelam aar bujhte parlam je didio besh garom hoye geche. Didi amar dan dike boshe chilo aar ami amar ekta hath diye didir baan diker mayee ta dhore tipte laglam. Ami ekhane khoob aram kore didir mayee tipchilam karon ekhane maa kono bhoye chilo na. Ami khanikkhon didir mayee didir kaporer oopor theke tiplam tarpor amar ekta hath didir topser bhetore niye gelam aar didir braer oopr theke mayee tipte laglam. Toper bhetor hath dhukiye mayee tipte amar ektu asubidhe hochhillo tai ami tper bhetor theke hath bar kore didi top ta komorer kach theke aste aste oopore othate laglam. Topta book obdi tule ami abar theke didir duto mayee amar du hather muthote niye tipte laglam. Didi amake rukh chilo aar ami kichu na sune didir mayee duto jore jore braer oopor theke tipte thaklam. Didir mukh theke khali asposhto awaj beruchillo. Ami amar hath ta didir peethe niye gelam aar braer hook ta khulte laglam. Jeye ami braer hook ta khule delam to bra ta mayee theke jhule porlo. Didi ekhono amake kichu bolchilo na. Ami hath duto abar aage niye eshe bra ta didir mayeer oopor theke sariye diye mayee duto nengto kore dilam. Eibar ami prthom bar didir khola mayee te hath lagalam. Jeye ami didir khola mayee te hath lagalam to didi ekbar kempe uthlo aar amar hath duto nijer mayyer oopor chepe dhorlo. Ami eto khone khoob garam hoye giyechilam aar amar laura ta khara hoye giyechillo. Ami eto garam khe giyechilam je amar matha kaj korchilo na aar ami bhabchillam je didir samne bose bose amar laura ta pant theke bar kore laura ta kheenche dee. Kintu ami ekhon ekhane laura kheenchte marte pari na. Ami tai didi khola mayee duto mutho kore dhore jore jore tipte laglam aar kachlate laglam. Kakhono kakhono ami nipple gulo amar ungule modhhe niye nipple gulo chatkachillam. Nipple gule etokhon tepa tipi te sakhto hoye danriye chilo. Nipple tepa te didi chatphat kore uthchilo. Ami aro khanikhon didir khola mayee duto chatkanor por mukhta neeche didir ekta mayeer bonta ta nijer mukhe bhore nilma aar nipple ta chuste laglam. Didi ekhono chokh bando kore amar hath diye nijer mayee tepachhillo. Jakhon amar mukhta didi mayeer bonta giye laglo to didi ekbar amar dike chokh khule takalo aar dekhlo je ami tar nipple mukhe niye chuschee. Ei dekhe didi aro garom khe gelo. Eibar didi jore jore saans nite laglo aar tar puro sharir ta norte laglo. Didi amar duto hath jor kore dhore nilo. Ami takhon didir duto mayee eker por ekta chuste thaklam. Eibar didir shrir ta aro jore jore norte laglo aar gala diye nana rakomer awaj bar korte laglo. Pher didi hatat amake jor kore ankre dhorlo aar khanik por ekebare sjanto hoye gelo. Amar mukh ta to neecher dike chilo mayee chosar janno ami takhon ekta anno rakomer sundor gandho amar nake pelam. Ami bujhte parlam je didi guudr jal khosiyeche. Ami bhabte laglam, Oh my god! Oh my god! Ami didir mayee futo tipe chotke aar chuse chuse guuder jal khasalam? Ami amar hath ta mayee theke uthiye didir hath duto dhore alto kore tipe dilam aar tate chumu khelam. Pher amai amar hath ta didir peter oopor rekhe dhire dhire bolate laglam aar dhire dhir skirter elastic bander oopor niye gelam. Didi amar hath ta dhore bollo, “na, hath ta aar neeche niye jas na.” “Keno” ami didi ke jigesh korlam. Didi takhon amar hath duto dhore bollo, “na, neeche hath dish na, Neeche ekhon khoob nongra hoye ache.” Ami jhat kore didir gale ekta chumu kheye didir kane kane bollam, “nongra? Nongra keno achche, tomar guuder jal khosheche kee?” Takhon didi mukhta neeche kore aste kore amake bollo, “haan, amar guuder jal khoshe geche.” Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi, amar janno tomar guuder jal khoshlo?” “Oh Bablu, haan tor janno amar guuder jal khosheche. Tui amar mayee gulo neye eto khelle je ami aar nijeke dhore rakhte parlam na” didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe amake bollo. Mai tab muskura kar didi se pucha, “didi tumhe achha laga?” Didi mujhe pakar kar chumte hue boli, “haan, tor mayee tepa, mayeer bonta tana aar mayee chosha khoob bhalo legeche aar tar theke beshi bhalo legeche amar guuder jal khashano.” Aaj didi amake prothom bar chumu khelo. Didi nijer kapor chopor theek kore uthe danriye porlo aar amake bollo, “chal Bablu, aajker janno eto sab kara anek hoye geche. ke liye itna sab kafi hai aur humlogon ko ghar bhi lautna hai.” Ami didi ke abar joriye dhore chumu khelam aar tar por ami aar didi leker theke rasar dike hante laglam. Ami bazarer sab bag gulo uthiye niye chilam aar didir pechone pechone hante laglam. Khanik ta chalar por didi amake bollo, “Bablu, amar cholte bhishon osubide hochche.” Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “keno kee holo?” Didi amar chokhe chokh rekhe bollo, “neeche khoob kharab bhabe bhije geche aar amar panty ta ekebare rase jab jab korche tar janno amar cholte bhishon ocsubide hochche.” Ami takhon hense didi ke bollam, “sory didi, amar janno tomar ei osubida hochche.” Didi takhon amar hat ta dhore bolle, “seta kono katha noye. Ei bhool ta khali tor aklar noye. Ei bhoolete amio saman bhabe responsible.” Amra abar chupchap cholte lahlam aarami bhabhchillam je kemon kore didir osubide ta hata te pari. Amar matha te hatat ekta katha elo. Ami khat kore didi ke bollam, “didi, ek kaj kara jak. Oi okhane ekta public toilet ache. Tumi okhane giye nijer bheeje panty ta palte nao. Tumi ekhuni tomar guuder rase jab jabe panty ta khule je natun panty kinecho seta pore esho. Ami eikhane danriye tomar apekhha korchee.” Didi amar dike takiye amake bollo, “Bablu, tor mathar idea ta khoob bhalo. Ami ekhuni giye amar bheeje panty ta palte aschee.” Amra hantte hantte public toileter kache paunchulam aar didi amar kach theke bra aar pant bag ta niye toilete chole gelo. Jakhon didi toilet dike jete laglo ami dhire kore didi ke bollam, “didi tumi jakhon nijer ras jab jabe panty ta change korbe takhon nijer bra tao change kore niyo, tate jana jabe je bra tar size theek theek kina.” Didi amar katha sune hense dilo aar bollo, “tui bhishon shaitan aar smart hochhis” aar didi lajja peye toilete chole gelo. Praye 15 minuter por didi toilet theke phire elo aar amra bus stpoer dike cholte laglam. Amra bus taratari peye gelam aar bus ta praye khali chilo. Ami buser ticket niye didi songe pechone giye bose porlam. Seate boshar por ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Didi amar dike takiye henshe dilo. Ami abar didi ke jigesh korlam, “Maine phir didi se pucha, “bolo na didi tumi bra tao change korecho ki na?” Takhon didi dhire kore bollo, “haan Bablu, ami amar bra tao change kore niyechee.” Ami abar didi ke bollam, “didi ami ki tomake ekta request korte pari?” “kee” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami tomake notun bra aar panty te dekhte chai” ami didi ke bollam. Didi songe songe amake jigesh korlo, “kee, ekhane, tui amake ekhane bra aar panty pore dekhte chash?” Ami didi ke bujhiye bollam, “na, na ekhane noye. Ami barite tomake bra aar panty te dekhte chaee.” Didi amake abar jigesh korlo, “bari te, barite kemon kore toke bra aar panty pore dekhabo?” “Eta kono boro katha noye. Maa ekhon barite ranna korche aar tumi kitchene giye nijer kapor change korbe. Jerakom tumi roz change koro. Kintu jakhon tumi kapor change korbe, kitcheners parda ta ektu khule rekho. Ami hall ghore boshe tomake bra aar panty te dekhe nebo.” Didi amar katha sune bollo, “jani na Bablu, tobuo ami chesta korbo.” Pher amra chupchap barite paunche gelam. Amra barite paunche dekhlam je maa kitchene ranna korche. Amra aage 5 minute obdi ektu rest korlam pher didi nijer maxi niye kitchene kapor change korte chole gelo aar ami hall ghore boshe thaklam. Kitchene giye parda ta tanlo aar parda tanar somey ektu phank chere dilo aar amar dike muchki hanshi henshe amake chokh marlo. Ami chupchap amar jayga theke uthe parda kache danriye porlam. Didi amar theke matro 5 feet doore danriye chilo aar maa amar dike peeth kore danriye ranna korchilo. Maa didi ke kono katha bolchilo. Didi aage amake dekhlo aar tar por maar dike takiye maar songe katha bolte laglo. Tar por didi nijer paroner top ta kandh kheke nabiye du hathe dhore seta matha diye galiye khule phello. Top ta kholar songe songe ami dekhte pelam je didi aajker kena notun bra ta pore ache. Didi ke notun bra pore khoob bhalo dekhachhillo. Top kholar por didi hath diye skirter elastic ta dhile kore diye sjirt ta paa goliye khule phello. Eibar didi amar samne khali bra aar panty pore danriye chilo. Didi ke khali bra aar panty pore bhishon sexy lagchilo. Aajke didi ekta lace lagano sexy bra aar tar songe matching panty kine chilo. Didi ke bra aar panty te dekhe amar to puro paisa oosul hoye gelo. Didir bra te eto beshi net lagano chilo je rannaghorer light te ami didir mayeer halka badami ronger aureola ta pshto bhave dekhte pachhillam. Didi panty ta eto tight chilo aar tate eto net lagano chilo je ami didir guuder phuto ta ashpashto bhabe dekhte pachhilaam aar tar songe songe guuder duto thont gulo dekhte pachhilaam. Ami jante parlam na ami kato khon dhore didi ke bra aar panty pora obosthate haan kore dekhlam. Didi ke dekhte dekhte aamr bara ta panter bhetor lafalafi korte laglo aar tar chenda theke harhare jal berote laglo. Amar duta paa kampte shuru kore dilo. Jatokhon didi kapor change korchilo didi amar dike ekbaro takalo na. Bodh hoye didi nijer choto bhaier samne khali bra aar panty pore thakte lajja lag chilo. Ekbar didi amar dike takalo ar ami songe songe didi ke ishara kore bollam je ekbar pechon phire danrao. Didi dhire dhire pechone phire danralo kintu mukhta maar dike rakhlo. Ami didi panty pora obostha te pechon theke dekhte laglam. Panty ta bhison tight chilo aar seta didir pacha te besh bhalo bhave ente boshe chilo. Ami didir panty Dhaka pond ta dekhchilam aar mone mone bhabhchilam je jodi ami didi ke puro puri nengto dekhi to ami panter bhetore te laura theke pheda chere debo. Khaik pore didi abar amar dike ghure danralo aar maxi ta porte jabar aage amar dike takiye ishra te boolo je ami jeno okhan theke chole jayee. Ami didi ke ishara kore bollam je bra ta khule amake nengto mayee gilo dekhate. Didi amar dike takiye muchki henshe maxi ta pore nilo. Ami tobuo ishara korte laglam kintu didi amar katha sunlo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aar kichu dekhabe na aar ami pardar kach theke shore elam aar bichanate boshe porlam. Didio nijer kapor gulo niye hall ghore chole elo. Nijer kapor gulo almari te rekhe didi bathroome chole gelo. Ami didi ke khali bra aar panty pore dekhe khoob garom kheye giyechilam. Amar laura ta pheda bar korar janno lafalafi korchilo ar tar janno amake bathroom jabar chilo. Amar mathate aajker bikel theke ekhon obdi san ghatana gulo ghurchilo. Ami taratari bichana theke uthe aajker marketinger bag theke didir ras jab jabe panty ta bar kore amar panter pockete dhukiye nilam aar taratari bathroome giye darza ta bando dilam. Tar por amar pant ta khule didir panty ta bhalo dekhte laglam. Dekhlam je jekhane guuder phuto ta chilo sekhane khanik sada sada garho charchate ras lege ache. Pamtyta naker kache niye didir guuder raser gandho ta shunkte laglam. Edike ami ek hath diye amar khara laura tar hath bolachhillam. Didir guud theke berono raser gondhe ami pagol hoye jachhillam. Ami panty tar guuder phutor jaigaye jeev diye chat lam. Guuder raser taste satee khoob bhalo aar tate mon matano ekta sondha sondha gandho. Ami panty ta chat chilam aar bhabhchilam je ami didi guud ta chat chee. Ami ei bhabhte bhabhte amar bara theke mal phele dilam. Ami bara ta noriye noriye mal gulo phele dilam aar tar por pechhab kore bara ta dhue pant porlam aar bathroome theke beriye elam. Bathroom theke berubar somay ami didir panty ta abar amar pockete rekhe nilam. Khanik pore jakhon didir nijer bhije panty tar katha mone porlo to giye bage te khunjte laglo. Kintu didi bagete panty ta pelon na. Amake ekla peye didi amake bollo, “Bablu, ami bagete amar bhije panty ta pachhina. Otake amat kachte hobe.” Ami didi ke kichu bollam na aar muchki muchki hanste laglam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu tui hans chis keno? Ete hansbar kon katha holo?” Takhon ami didi ke jigesh korlam “didi tomar chara panty diye tumi ki korbe? Tumi to tar badole notun panty peye gecho.” Takhon didi kichu bujhe amake bollo, “Bablu, panty ta tui niyechiiis kee?” Ami didi ke bollam, “hhan tomar ras jab jabe panty ta ami niye niyechee.” “Kintu keno?” “Otake ami amar kache rakhbo bole tomar gift hisebe.” Takhon didi bollo, “Bablu, ota nongra hoye ache.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi panty ta parishkar kore niyechee.” "Kakhon? Kemon kore?” didi amake jigesh korlo. Ami didi ke bollam, “ota ami tomake pore bolbo.” Eibar maa ranna ghore theke hall ghore eshe gelo aar amar aar didir katha bado hoye gelo. Partho\n#3 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Porer robibare sakal bela ami didi ke jigesh korlam ki se amar songe morning show te cinema dekhte jabe kina? Didi hense jigesh korlo, “kon cinema?” Amio hense didi ke bollam, “je cinema tumi dekhte chao, sei cinema jabo.” Didi amake bollo, “ami ki jani je ki ki cinema cholche, aar kon cinema amake dekhate chash?” Ami didi ke bollam, “chalo amra New Empire te jayee. Sekhane cinema ta besh kichu din theke cholche aar sekhane bhir hobe na.” Didi bollo, theek ache chal tahole” didi amar chokhe cholh ekhe bollo. Asole amar to didi songe cinema ta dekhbar khali ekta bahana chilo, amar matha te aro kichu ghurchilo. Cinemar pore ami didi ke niye aro kothau jabar chilo. Gato kaik diner modheye ami koekbar didir mayee tipechee, chushechee. Eibar amar aro beshi kichu chayee, tai ami didi ke cinemar pore aro kotahu niye jete chai chilam. Cinemate ami didi ke bhalo kore chunte parbo aar tar por didi razi hole didi ke anno kothau jabo. Jakhon amar songe cinema jete razi hoye gelo to ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aajke tumi sei diner skirt aar top pore cholo kintu.” Didi ektu muchki hense skirt pore jete razi hoye gelo. Ektu ektu thanda porchilo tai ami aar didi lacket pore nilam. Ami jantam je cinema te beshi bhir hobe na, kenona cinema ta anek din theke cholchilo. Amra halle paunche ticket niye haller bhetore dhuklam. Jakhon bhetore dhuklam takhon kono cinemar trailor dekhchilo tai hall ta andhokar chilo. Halle giye khanik por chok ta anodhokare adjust hobar por dekhlam je matro gota koyekta lok hall boshe ache. Ami aar didi giye ekta kona dekhe boshe porlam. Amra jekhane boshe chilam tar ashe pashe kono lok chilo na. Ami aar didi seate boshe cinema dekhte laglam. Ami cinema dekhchilam aar amar matha te ghurchilo je aaj ami didi duto mayee amar hathe niye khoob kore tipbo, chatlabo, chusbo aar jodi dadi kichu na bole to didir skirter bhetore hath dhokabo. Ami praye 15 minute obdi chupchap cinema dekhlam tar por samner seate paa choriye boshlam. Renu didi amar dan dike boshe chilo. Ami aste koreamar ekta hath bariye didir janghe oopo rekhe dilam. Tar por ami aste aste skirter oopoer theke didir janghe amar hath bolate laglam. Didi kichu bollona. Didi chupchap boshe cinema dekhchilo aar ami didi uru duto te hath bolachhillam. Eibar ami amar paa diye didir skirt ta aste aste oopore tulte laglam jate ki ami skirter bhetor hath dite pari. Didi amake rukhlo na baroncho amar kaner kache mukhta niye eshe phisphis kore amake bollo, “Bablu, keu dekhte pabe na to? Dekh sune kor.” Ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “koeu dekhte pabe na.” Didi abar amake bollo, “Bablu screener light ta khoob joralo, ei lighte te je keu amader dekhte parbe.” Ami takhon didi ke bollam, “didi gayer jacket ta khule koler oopor rekhe nao.” Didi khanik pore gayer jacket ta khule koler oopor rekhe nilo. Jcaket ta kole rakhate didir kol aar amar hath jacketer talaye lukiye gelo. Ami takhon amar hath ta aro agiye didi skirter bhetore kore didir paa aar jangh gulo te hath bolate laglam. Didi abar phusphue kore bollo, “keu dekhte pabe na to?” Ami didi ke bujhiye bollam, “didi amder keu dekhte pabe na. Tumi chup kore boshe thako.” Ami hath ta aro egiye niye didir uru dutor bhetor portione hath bolate laglam aar dhire dhire hath ta panty kache egote laglam. Amar hath eto ghure gelo tobuo didir panty obdi paunchulo na. Ami didir kane kane bollam, “didi ektu neeche hoye bosho.” “keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Amar hath tomar okhane pauchoche na” ami aste kore didi ke bollam. Didi amake dhire kore jigesh korlo, “tuj tor hath ta kothaye paunchute chas?” Ami takhon lajja peye bollam, “didi, tumi na…..bujhte parcho na?” Didi amar katha bujhte pere neecher dike nebe boslo. Amar hath ta shuru theke didir skirter bhetore rakha chilo aar didi neeche hoteye amar hatha ta didir panty te giye laglo. Pher ami hath ta niye giye didir guuder oopore rakhlam aar khap kore didir guud ta dhore nilam. Didir guude hath deoa amar ei prothom. Didir guud ta besh garom chilo. Ami amar ekta angul diye didir guuder chendar oopre aste aste ghoste laglam. Khanik por amar kane phisphis kore bollo, “Bablu, rukhe ja, noyeto amar panty abar puro puri bhije jabe.” Kintu ami didir katha kane nilam na aar didi guuder phutor oopor amar angul cholate thaklam. Didi pher bollo, “Bablu, please, aar korish na, noyto amar panty aar skirt duto abar thke nongra hoye jabe.” Ami bujhte parlam je didi khoob garam kheye geche. Kintu ami etao chaichilam na jakhon amra cinema hall theke berubo takhon didir panty aar skirt ta bhige thakuk. Tai ami khinker janno rukhe gelam. Ami guuder oopor theke hath soriye didir uru duto te hath bolate laglam. Khanik por interval hoye gelo. Interval hoteyee ami aar didi sore boshlam. Ami uthe giye popcorn aar Pepsi niye elam. Tar por ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “didi tumi toilete giye nijer panty ta khule esho.” Didi amake chokh gol gol kore jigesh korlo, “keno, ami amar panty ta keno khule phelee?” Ami takhon henshe didi ke bollam, “panty ta khule nile panty ta bhijbe na.” Didi phat kore jigesh korlo, “aar skirt tar kee korbo? Ami ki otakeo khule ashbo?” “Are ota kono byapar noye. Jakhon tumi toilet theke phire eshe boshbe, takhon boshar aage sjirt ta uthiye boshbe” ami didi ke bujhiye bollam aar chokh marlam. Didi muchkee hense bollo, “Bablu, tui bhishon shaitan aar tor kache sab someye sab kathar uttor ache.” Ami jerokom bolechilam, didi uthe toilet gelo aar khanikpore phire elo. Ami jakhon didir dike takiye muchkee hanslam to didi lajja te matha neeche kore nilo. Amra abar hall giye boslam. Jakhon didi boste gelo to nijer skirt ta oopore uthiye nilo, kintu puro puri othalo na. Amader jacket gulo amader kole chilo aar mara popcorn aar Pepsi khete laglam. Khanik pore amader popcorn aar Pepsi sesh hoye gelo. Amra abar theke paa duto neeche kore aar choriye boshlam. Khanik pore ami amar hath ta bariye didir kole jacketer tala diye didir janghe rakhlam. Jei amar hath didir janghe chunlo to didi apna apni nijer uru duto aro chotiye khule dilo. Tar por didi nijerpacha ta ektu unchu kore pachar tala theke skirt ta aro oopore tule nilo. Eibar didi cinema haller seate nengto pobde bose chilo. Nangto ponde rexiner seate boste giye ekbar didir thanda laglo tobuo didi aram kore seate neeche boshlo. Ami abar theke amar hath ta didir skirter bhetor theke jangher oopore rakhlam. Eibar am soja suji didir guuder oopor amar hath ta niye gelam. Jei amar hath ta didir nengto guude giye chunlo to didi ekbar chomke uthe jhunke gelo aar abar chup hoye boshe cinema dekhte laglo. Ami aram kore didir nengto guuder oopor hath bolate laglam. Guuder oopor hath bolate bolate ami guuder oopor dike kichu chool che bujhte parlam. Ami didir nengto guud aar tar ooporer bal niye khela korte laglam. Ami kahkhono kakhono didir khola guud ta ke jor kore amar muthote bhotchilam, kakhono kakhono guuder oopor hath ta ragra chilam aar kakhono kakhono didir guuer konta te angul diye rogre dichhilam. Ami jakhon didir kont ta ke angul diye ghoschilam to didir puro sharir ta kempe kempe uthchilo. Ami tar por aste amar ekta angul didir guuder phuto te dhukiye dilam. Oh Bhagawan!! Didir guud ta bhetor theke khoob garom aar molayam chilo. Guudar bhetore khoos ras bhora chilo. Ami aste kore amar angul ta guuder bhetore aar baire korta laglam. Khanik pore ami amar anno angul ta didi guude pure dilam aar se angul tao aram se didir guude dhuke gelo. Ami duto angule didir guud ta chudte laglam. Khanik ore didir puro sharir ta shakto hoye gelo aar kichukhon pore didi ekdom nistez hoye gelo. Tar por didir guud theke besh khanik ta ras berote laglo. Guuder rase amar puro hath ta bhije gelo. Ami khanik someye rukhe didir guude abar theke duto angul dhukiye aste aste bhetor baire korte laglam. Khaink khon por didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Tar por amar laglo je eibar picture sesh hoye esheche to ami amar hath ta didir guud thkkehotiye nilam. Jeyee cinema ta sesh holo ami aar didi uthe bayre berulam. Baire ashar por ami didi ke bollam, “didi, porer show te je oi seate bosbe tar pant ba sari ta puro puri bhije jabe.” Didi amar katha sune khoob lajja pelo aar matha ta neeche kore nilo. Didi abar theke toilete chole gelo, ami bujhte parlam je hoito didi toilete giye nijer guud ba guuder bal gulo dhuye aar panty ta porte geche.\nDidi amar songe hotele jete razi hoyate ami khoob khushi hoye gelam aar taratari didi ke niye hoteler dike hantte laglam. Ami eto ta bujhte parchilam je didi amake diye mijer mayee aar guud ta bhalo chonate chai aar chata te chai aa hoyeto pore amake diye nijer chodate chai. Ei sab bhabte bhabte amar laura ta khara hote laglo. Ami mone mone bhabchilam je aaj ami didi ke puro puri nengto kore tar mayee aar guud chudbo aar tar take chudbo. Ami bhishon khushi chilam aar garam hochhillam. Ami jantam je cinema haller kache emon duto teente hotel ache jekhane ghar ghanta hisebe pao jaye. Amar bondhura aage oi hotele nijer meye bandhobider niye geche. Ami sei hotel gulor modheye ekta hotele didi ke niye gelam aar receptionte giye katha bole banano nam aar address likhiye dilam aar ghore bhara tao diye dilam. Tarpor hoteler attendent amader ekta ghore paunche dilo. Jei attendent chole gelo ami uthe ghorer darja bhalo kore bondo kore dilam. Pher sab jalna gulo halo check korlam aar tate parda gulo bhalo koretene dilam. Etokhon didi ghorer majhkhane danriye danriye amake dekhchilo. Didi kichu bujhte parchilo na aar chupchap danriye chilo. Tar por ami ghorer attach bathroome gelam aar bathroomer light ta jaliye bathroomer darja ta adhek ta bando kore dilam. Bathroomer light thakate ghore besh light aschilo. Tarpor ami ghorer light ta off kore dilam. Didi eibar aram kore ghorer bichanar kone boshe porlo. Ghore ligt kam chilo kintu amra ek dujon ke bhalo bhabe dekhte pachhillam. Ami tar por amar shirter botam gulo aste aste khulte laglam aar didi ke bollam, “didi, tumio nijer kapor chopr khule nao.” Ami bhabchillam je didi amake kapor khulte dekhe nije theke kapor khule debe. Didi amar dekh dekhi nijer kapor khulte shuru kore dilo. Ami jeyee amar pant ta khule phellam to dekhlam je didi nijer bra aar panty ta khulche. Panty ta khule eibar didi amr samne ekdom nengto hoye gelo. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aajke amake diye nijer guud chodabe. Ami dhire dhire bichana diker egote laglam aar giye didir kache boshe porlam. Bichanate boshe ami didi ke joriye dhorlam aar tar por didi ke amar du payer majhkhane danr koriye dilam. Ghorer halka alo te ami amar nengto didi ke bhalo dekhte laglam. Aajke ami prothom bar didir mayee gulo ke khola obostate dekhchillam. Ami aaj obdi didir mayee gulo kaporer oopor theke chustam aar suyog pele ektu kapor ta hotiye mayee chustam. Aajke prothom bar didi baro baro mayee dekhe amar to laura ta ekdom khara hoye gelo aar tar chenda theke ras berote laglo. Didir baro baro mayee, patla komor aar bhari bhari pacha gulo ke nengto dekhe amar to obostha khoob kharab hoye gelo. Ami aste kore amar hath ta bariye didi mayeer oopor bolate laglam aar aste aste tipte laglam. "Didi tomar mayee gulo bhison sundor. Koto narom tabuo khara khara hoye ache aar kato molayam” ami didir mayee tipte tipte bollam. Didi amar katha sune muchkee hansi hense dilo ar nijer hath ta uthiye mar du kandhe rekhe dilo. Ami kakhono kakhono neeche jhunke didir mayeer bonta gulo te chumu khachhillam. Khanik pore ami didir ekta bonta amar mukhe niye chuste laglam aar amar bonta chosate didi ekbar kempe uthlo. Ami amar mukh ta aro khule didir mayee ta aro amar mukher betore bhore ami chuste laglam. Amar anno hath ta didir anno mayee te chilo aar ami setake dhore chatachhillam. Ami khanik pore amar hath ta neeche dike niye gelam aar didir guud ta amar mutho te bhore kaclate laglam. Guud ta kachlate kachlate ami amr ekta angul dhire kore didir guuder chenda te dhukiye dilam. Angul ta guude dhokanor por ami angul ta aste aste bhetor bar korte laglam. Ami bujhte parchilam je aaj didi amake diye guud ta marabe. Khanik por ami amar mukh ta didir mayee theke soriye didi ke ishara kore bichanate shute bollam. Didi amar ishara bujhe chupchap bichanate shueye porlo aar amio didir pase shuye porlam. Ami didir pase shoyar pore ami didi ke joriye nilam aar tar thont duto chuste laglam. Amar hath duto abar theke didir mayeer oopore chole gelo aar ami didir duto mayee mutho kore dhore tipte laglam aar kakhono kakhono chatlate laglam. Ekhon didir mayee tipte ba chatkate amar kono bhoye korchilo na, karon karur ashbar chilo na. Didi mayee chatkate chatkate ami didi ke bollam, “didi tomar mayee dutor kono jawabab neyee. Bhishon sundor aar khara khara mayee duto tomar. Ichchee korche je ami tomar duto mayee kheye nee.” Ami mukhta neeche kore didi mayeer ekta nipple amar mukhe bhore nilam aar setake aste aste chuste laglam. Khanik por ami amar ekta hath neeche niye giye didir guud aar tar baler songe khelte laglam. Khanikkon pore ami amar ekta angul didi guude dhukiye dilam aar setake gol gol ghorate laglam abar bhetor bar korte laglam. Lhanik khon pore didir guud theke har har kore chatchate ras berote laglo. Guuder ras chara dekhe ami bujhte parlam je eibar didir guud ta amar choda khabar janno toyree. Amio anek khon theke didir oopore chore didir guud ta chudbar janno astheer hochhillam. Ami khanik khon didir mayee aar guud niye khela korlam ar tar por ami didi gayer songe chipke gelam. Partho\n#4 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Ami kunui te bhor diye didi oopore jhunke didi ke jugesh korlam, “didi tumi ready to? Balo na didi tumi ki tomar choto bhaier laurata nijer guuder bhetore dhokanor janno ready?” Takhon ami mone mone jantam je didi aaj amar bara diye nijer chodabar janno ready ache aar amake guud chudte na korte na. Didi amar katha sune amar chokhe chokh diye bollo, “Bablu, ami ki ei somaye na korte pari. Ekhon tui amar oopor chore shuye achis aar amra dujoneye ekebare nengto.” Ei bole didi hath ta bariye amar laura ta dhore nilo aar tar oopor dhire dhire hath bolate laglo. Ami ei bar didir guude angul diye dekhlam je guuder mukhta rase har har korche. Tai dekhe ami amar laura ta hath kore dhore didir guuder phutotar mukhe lagiye dilam. Guuder phuto te bara ta thektei didi Ah! Ahhhhh! Ohhhhh! Korte laglo. Ami aste kore amar komor ta nariye amar bara tar mundee ta dhire kore didir guuder phutor bhetore dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta bhishon tight chilo kintu guud theke eto ras beruchillo je guuder bhetor bhalo bhabe pechol hoye giyechilo. Jei amar laurtar mundee ta didir guuder phuto te dhuklo, didi ekbar lafiye uthlo aar bolte laglo, “bar koreeeeee neeeee Babluuuuuuuuu, amarrrrr guudddddd taaaaaa pheteeee gabeeeeeeee. Babluuuuuuu torrrrrr lauraaaaaaa taaaaa bar koreeeeeee neeee amarrrrrrr guuddddddd thekeeeeee. Issssssssssss, haaaaaaaaaaaa, ohhhhhhhhhh maaaaaaaaa. Hai more gecheeeee. Amarrrrrrr guudddddd taaaaaaa pheteeeeeee gelooooooooo.” Ami didir thonte chumu diye bollam, “bas bas hoye geche didi, amar sona didi. Aar ektu khani shazzho karo tar por to maza aar maza.” Kintu didi barbar korte thaklo. Tar por ami didir aar kono katha na sune didir duto mayee amar du hathe dhore ekta dhakka marlam besh jore aar amar puro laura ta didir guude char char kore dhuke gelo. Didir guud theke du teen phonta rakto beriye elo. Ami amar puro laura ta didi guude dhukiye didir oopore chupchap shueye thaklam aar hath diye didir duto mayee cahtkate thaklam. Khanik khon pore didi amar talaye shueye shueye nijer komor ta oopor neeche kore narrate laglo. Ami bujhe gelam je didir guuder baytha sesh hoye geche aar ekhon didi amake diye nijer guud ra bhalo bhabe chodabar janno chatphat korche. Amio tai dekhe amar bara ta didir guud theke adekh ta bar kore abar ek jhatka diye puro ta didir guude dhukiye dilam. Didir guud ta amar laura ta ke bhalo bhabe dhore rekhe chilo aar tar janno ami bhalo bhabe thap marte parchilam na. Kintu ami rukhlam na aar amar laura ta ke didir guuder bettor bar korte laglam. Dhire ami amar chodar speed ta bariye dilam. Amar chodar speed baranor songe songe didio neech theke amar thaper songe pond tola dite thaklo. Ami bujhte parlam je didir guud ekhon besh jore jore aar ghasha thap khete chaiche amar laura theke. Ami didi ke joriye niye didir ekta mayee amar mukhe pure chuste laglam aar guuder bhetor amar laura ta diye jor jor thap marte laglam. Ekhon amar bara ta khoob bhalo bhabe didir guude dhukchilo aar berochillo. Eibar didio amake du hate joriye chumu khete khete pond tola dite dite bollo, “hai, Bablu, bhishon aram hochhe. Tui amake aro jore jore chude de. Amar mone hochhe je amar guude anek gulo pipre chole berachhe. Tui tor laurar ghasha diye oi pipre gulo ke mere de. Hai chod aro jore jore chod tor didir guud ta ke.” Ami khanik khon jore jore thapabar por didir guude laura ta dhukiye ektu bisram korte laglam. Didi takhon amake chumu khete khete bollo, “kee holo, ruke geli keno? Eibare tui amar guud ta ke bhalo bhabe chude de sona amar. Amar guuder bhetore bhishon chukunu hochhe. Amake chude de amar sona, amar manik, amar guuder raja. Ekhon aar rukhishna amake bhalo kore chod, chod amake. Amake chude chude amar guuder teshta meta.” Ami didir mayee gulo tipte tipte bollam, “didi ami ekhuni chudchi tomake. Amake ektu tomar guuder bhetor amar laurata dhukiye guuder anado ta nite dao. Ami ekhuni tomake chude chude tomar guuder sab charpoka gulo mere dichhe. Tumi aj dekhbe aaj ami tomar guud chude chude guud ta ke phatiye debo.” Didi takhon neech theke komor tola diye bollo, “charpoka gulo pore dekh jabe. Tui aage amake chude de bhalo kore. Jore hore thap mere amar guud ta tui ekhon chod shala bonchoda bhai amar. Guuder jala te ami more jachhee.” Ami takhon didi ke lamba lamba aar ghasha thap mere mere abar theke chudte laglam. Didi amar choda khete khete amake nijer char hath aar paa diye jore joriye dhorlo aar neech theke komor dite thaklo aar guud ta amake diye chodate laglo. Ami khanik khon didi ke jore jore thapabar por didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kemon lagche, nijer choto bhaier laurta nijer guuder bhetor niye neech theke pond tola dite?” Ami ekhon didir songe puro khule katha bilchilam aar laura ta diye didi ke chudchilam. "Amara ei kaj ta khoob kharab korechee. Kintu ekhon amar khoob bhalo lagche, bablu. Mone hochhe je ami toke amar guude dhukiye nee” didi amake nijer joriye niye bollo. Ami abar didi ke bhalo bhabe chodte thaklam. Khani khon pore amar mone holo je eibar amar laura ta nijer pheda bar korbe. Tai ami amar bara ta ke didir guude theke bar kore nijer hathe niye thaklam aar tatokhon dhore thaklam jatokhon na bara ta abar shanto na hoye gelo. Didio bujhte peregiyechilo je ami keno laura ta guud theke bar kore chee aar didi muchki hanshi henshe bollo, “kee holo, mal berobe naki. Tui ki amake aro chudbee. Chal eibar tarataari bhalo chude nijer laura tar pheda diye amar guud ta ke bhore de aar shanto kor nijer laurar aar amar guuder jala.” "Didi lhanikkhon chupchap shueye thako. Beshi nara chara korle amar bara pheda chere debe” ami didi ke bollam. Khanik pore ami laurata abar theke didir guude dhukiye didi ke chudte laglam. Didi abar guude amar laura ta niye neech theke komor chalate laglo aar amake bollo, “taratari chod amake Bablu, Amio aar beshikhon guuder jal rukhe rakte parbo na. Amaro hoye eseche. Eibar tui jato jore parish amar guud ta bhalo kore chude de aar amar guuder jal khosiye de aar nijer laurao pheda char amar guude bhetore.” Ami didir katha sune jeyee amar chodar speed baralam, didi neech theke paa duto tule amar komor ta bhalo kore joriye nilo aar hath diye amake joriye niye neech theke komor tola dite dite amar laura ta guud ke khaote laglo. Khanik pore didi amar laura tar oopore guuder jaler fowara chere dilo aar amake mijer songe chipkiye nilo. Jal khasabar somaye didi amake elo pathare chumu khachhillo. Ami didir guuder jal khasar janno amar bara ta guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye chupchap didir oopor shueye thaklam. Jakhon didi ektu shanto hoye gelo ami abar theke didi ke chudte laglam. Ami didi ke dhire dhire thap mere mere chud chilam. Didi amake bollo, “Bablu, kee korchis ta kee? Aar ami sei kakhon theke toke bolchee je amake jore jore thap mere amar guud mar. Amar guuder testa ekhono meteni. Tui tor lauratar gunto gulo jore jore amar guude de. Tor barar guunto gulo eto jore mar jeno amar guud aar tar songe amar jarau obdi phete jak.” Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ami ebar laurar pheda charbo. Ami amader choda chudi ta beshi someyer janno tante chai aar tai ami tomake aste aste chudchee.” Didi amar katha sune ektu muchkee henshe amake bollo, “eibare taratari chod amake aarnijer mal bar kore amar garam guude chere de. Tor laurar jal diye amar guuder testa meta. Aar tui katokhon nijer didir paa pnahk kore chudbee? Jodi mal berubar hochhe to jore jore chude pheda dhele de amar guude. Anek hoye geche amade aajker choda chudi.” Takhon ami didi ke bhalo kore joriye niye nijer songe chipkiye nilam aar komor chaliye chaliye jore jore thap marte laglam. Didi o ohhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh, haaaaaan airakooooom hiiiiiii bhishon bhalooooo lagcheeeee aaaaaaa marrrrrrr haiiiiiiii isssssssss ceeeeeeee bolte laglo aar pond tola dite dite amar laura ta nijer guud diye theke laglo. Jakhon amar pheda porar someye ello to ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi kthaye pheda dhalbo. Pheda tomar guuder bhetore chari na laura ta bar anno kotahau?” Didi bolo, “are takhon dhore amar paa duto phank kore amar guud chudchees, aar ekhon jigesh korchees ki kothaye pheda charbo? Amar guuder bhetor nijar mal dhal aar mar guud ta ke shanto kor shala didi choda Bablu.” Didir katha sune amio amar laurata didi guuder bhetor puro ta dhukiye amar fowara chere dilam. Amar pheda porar songesonge didi abar theke guuder jal khasalo. Laura aar guuder jal khasabar por amar ek du jon ke nijer songe chipkiye chupchap pore thaklam aar lamba lamba saansh nite laglam. Khanik por ami laurata ke tene didir guud theke bar korlam. Laura ta berubar somaye ekta pakat kore awaj korlo aar amar netano laura ta didir guud theke beriye elo. Bara ta guud theke berubar songe songe didi bichana theke uthe bathroome chole gelo ar ami bichana te boshe royilam. Khanik khon pore bathroom theke didi nijer guud dhueye nengto obostha te beriye elo. Ami didi ke nengto dekhe taratari bichana theke uthe didi ke joriye nilam aar chumu khete laglam aar tar duto mayee gulo ke hather modheye niye dhire dhire tipte laglam. Takhon didi amake bollo, “Bablu tor sab kaj hoye jeche ki na? Amar to sab kaj hoye geche.” Ami didi ke chumu khete khete bollam, “didi aaj ke khoob maza kara holo. Didi tumio anado peyecho?” Didi amake chumu khete khee bollo, “amar to aaj khoob bhalo legeche. Ami aage jantam je guud chodano te eto beshi maza eto beshi anando ta hole ami anek aage tor theke amar guud chudiye nitam. Chal akuno kono kich hoye neee. Amar eibar theke suyog peleye choda chudi korbo.” Amra aro khanik khom aram kore paa choriye boshe thanda holam aar amader gayer baitha kama chillam. Ami didi ke jigesh korlam, “didi eibar ki korte chao?” Didi amar dike chokh gol gol kore takiye amake jigesh korlo, “mane, tui ki bolte chas?” Ami bollam, “eibare amara kothaye jabo? Amara ki er por barite bhai aar boner moton thakte parbo?”\nEk 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. Partho\n#5 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 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 hatobhobho 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 chuschilam 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. Ohhhhhhh, khoob bhalo lagche, amar guud ta ekebare bhore geche. Ami ekhon bujhte parchee je keno Reniu haramzadee 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. Amra chup chap shueye chilam aar ektu ektu kore amader sand abar aager hoye aschillo. Hatat amra ghorer darjar kache kauke hanste sunlam. Ami aar maa dujoneyee chomke uthlam aar matha ghuriye dekhlam je darjar kache Renu didi danriye ache. Renu didi amader dike takiye hanshte hanshte bollo, “maa tumi aar Bablu dujone mile amake khoob bhalo live show dekhalae. Tar janno dhannobad. Aar Bablu, tui amar guud chodar por amader maar guud tao chude dilee? Tui maa keo charli na? Bablu, ti aage amake chude banchod chilee aar ekhon maa ke chude matherchod hoye gelee. Tor aar kato guud chai chudbar janno?” Renu didi amader songe muchkee henshe katha bolchilo aar nijer hath ta nijer salwarer bhetor dhukiye nijer guud ta ke niye khelchilo. Guude angul dhokachillo aar bar korchillo. Renu amader songe katha bolte bolte amader bichanar kache chole elo. Maa hath duto bariye Renu didi ke bollo, “aaye amar sona meye amar kache aaye. Aaye mar kache aaye. Dekh tor choto bhai amar guud ta chude chude guud tar ki obostha kore diyeche. Bablu jakhon toke chode takhon tor guud tar ei obostha hoye jye? Tobe Bablu guud chode khoob bhalo bhabe, theek ki na? Je meye ekbar Bablur laurar goonto khabe se sab someye chaibe je Bablu tar paa phank kore take chuduk. Tor kemon lagche?” Didi maar katha sune hense dilo aar nijer gayer kapor khulte laglo. Kapor khule didi segulo ke almarih te rakhte rakhte bollo, “haan maa jakhon Bablu amake chode, amaro guud ta phule jaye aar lal lal hoye jaye. Shuru shuru te guud chodanor por amat guud anek khon dhore jala jala korto, tobe ekhon kichu hoye na. Ekhon Bablu aram se nijer laura ta amar guude ek dhakka mere dhukiye deye.” Didir katha sune maa bollo, “ta to hobeyee. Prathom prathom tor guuder chenda ta Bablur laura tar janoo choto chilo. Kintu akhon tor guud choda khete khete khule geche aar tai ekhon choda khete tor kono asubide hoye na. Ne anek hoyeche, bichanate uthe amar kache aaye.” Didi maar katha sune doure bichana te uthe porlo aar sabar aage maa ke joriye chumu khelo aar tar por amakeo chumu khelo aar mma ke aar amake eksonge joriye dhorlo. Maa Renu didi ke joriye dhore chumu khete khete bollo, “kee amar guud maranir mayer guud kutkut korche bujhee?” Didi bollo, “naa chelebhatari maa, ami to tomar aar Bablur chodon dekhe dekhe khoob khushee hoye gechee. Amar guud ekhon shukno. Are laura kheko maa, tumi keno bujhte parcho na je ami darzar kache danriye danriye tomar guuder bhetore Bablur laurar dhokano aar beruno dekhte dekhte bhison bhabe garam hoye gechee aar amar guud ta bhishon bhabe rase bhore geche. Ekhon amar guud kono mota laurar guunto khabar janno ras bar korche. Achcha eibar maa tumi otho to dekhi aar Bablur laura ta nijer guud theke bar koro, eibare Bablur laurar ta diye ami guud marabo. Bujhle chelebhatari chenal maa amar?” Maa kintu didir katha gulo sune ekbaro rag korlo na aar didi ke henshe bollo, “Renu, ami jadi chenal hoyee ta hole tui kee? Tui o to nijer choto bhier laura diye nijer guud chudiyechees. Sei hisebe tui ta hole chenal hoye gechis. Obosho, aah barite ami aar tui dujoneyee chenal hoye gechee. Ne eibar tui tor coto bhai ke diye guud choda aar ami eikhane boshe boshe amar chenal meye aar bonchoda cheler chodon dekhee. Nee eikhane shueye por.” Takhon didi ektu hote maa ke uthte diye maar ekta mayee tipe dilo aar muchkee hanshee henshe bollo, “thanks maa, ekhon amar guude bhison bhabe charpoka ghurche aar tai amake ekbar guud chudiye nite dao, pher tumi aram kore sara din Bablur laura ta nijer guude dhukiye rekho.” Ami etokhon didi aar maar katha gulo sunchilam aar bujhte parchilam je aaj amake didi aar maar guuder jala meta te hobe. Aaj ami didi ke maar samne aar maa ke didir samne nengto kore chudte hobe.” Partho\n#6 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Ami takhon maa aar didi ke bollam, “aare tomra chenalra to nijer nijer guuder janno amar laura ta guud khule acho aar amar katha ta to keu ektu bhabo. Ami ekhuni maar guud ta ke ephonr ophonr kore chudechee, tai ami ekhon khoob thoke gechee aar aro khanik khon amar laura ta khara hobe na. Eibar tomra dui chenale bolo je ami tomader ke ekhon kemon kore chudbo.” Maa amar katha sune bollo, “theek ache, ami toke ekhuni garam garam horlicks khayochee. Dekhbi ektu somayer modheye tor bara ta abar Renur guude dhokar janno khara hoye jabbe. Are baba amar choto chenal Renur katha ta to bhabte hobe.” Ami bollam, “maa kemon kore amar laura ta khara kore debe?” Maa bollo, “eta kono mushkeel kaj noye. Ami tor laura ta mukhe niye chushe debo aar tor laura ta dekhbee char char kore khara hoye jabe. Bujhlee boka chele amar? Chal aibare tui bichana te shueye por aar ektu khanik aram kore ne ami tor janno ekhunee Horlick niye ashchee.” Maa ei bole bichana theke uthe porlo aar nengto hoyee ranna ghore giye Horlicks banate laglo. Maa jakhon nengto hoye ranna ghore jachhillo takhon maar nengto pond ta dekhe amar matha ta ghure gelo aar ami amar thonte jeev bolate laglam. Ei dekhe didi amake bollo, “kee re Bablu, maar nengto pond dekhe tor mata ghure geche?“ Ami didi ke chokh mere bollam, “haan didi, maar pond ta bhari sexy.” Maa tatokhone horlicks niye ghore elo aar ami horlicks ta kheye nilam. Horlicjs khaowa hoye gele maa amake bichnate chit kore shueye dilo. Ami bichanate chit hoye shute maa amar du payer majhkhane chole elo amar natano laura ta hathe kore niye hath bolate laglo. Tai dekhe didio chup kore boshe royilo na. Didi taratari amar oopore chore amar buuker oopor nijer nengto pacha ta rekhe amake bollo, “Bablu, maa tor laura ta chuse khara dichhe aar tui tatokhon amar guud ta chete de. Ohh amar guud bhison chulkochee, anek gulo charpoka ghure berachchee. Aar er janno tor aar maar choda chudi dekha hochche.” Didir katha sune maa hanste hanste bollo, “mone hichhe je Renur guude anek charpoka ghueche. Bablu, ami jatokhhon tor laura ta chuse dichhee tui tor didir guud ta chuse chete de, bechari Renu guuger jala te more jachchee.” Didi maar katha sune nijer hathe nijer guuder duto thont alada kore dilo aar khola guud ta amar mukher songe lagiye dilo aar amake bollo, “chal Bablu, aaj tui ek songe du duto guuder maja nibee. Kintu aage amar guud ta ke bhalo kore chete chuse de. Amar guud ta chuse chuse guuder jal khosiye de. Ohh bon choda Bablu, taratari chete de nijer didir guud ta aar tor maa tatokhon tor laura ta chuse debe aar jakhon tor laura ta khara hoye jabe, takhn tui amake chude dibi.” Maa didir katha sune nijer jeev ta bar kore amar laura ta chata shuru kore dilo aar amio didi guud ta chuste shuru kore dilam. Didi eto garam kheye giyechilo je amar chool dhore nijer guud ta amar sara mukher oopor ghoste laglo. Khanik pore didi amar hath duto dhore nijer mayee te lagiye amake bollo, “bahanchot Bablu, amar guud ta khabar songe songe amar mayee duto chatka bhalo kore. Tui ki janish na je jakhon meyechele garmee khaye takhon tar mayee tiple chatkale meyeder khoob aram hoye? Ami ei somaye guuder jala te more jachee.” Odike maa amar bara ta puro puri mukhe bhore bara ta ke chuschilo abar kakhono kakhono jeev diye bara ta ke chete dicheelo. Khaik pore amar laura ta khara hote laglo. Tai dekhe maa hath diye amar bichee gulo dhore hat bolate laglo. Bichee guno te hath pora te amar laura ta 5 minuter modheye khara hoye gelo aar amar khara laura ta dekhe ma bollo, “ne amar chodon khor Renu, ami tor bhaier laura ta khara kore diyechee. Eibar tui tor guud ta bhalo kore chudiye ne. Ami tor aar tor bhaier pashe bose bose toder choda chudi dekhchee.” Maar katha sune didi amar oopor theke uthe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlo aar bollo, “chal Bablu, maa tor laura ta chete chushe khara kore diyeche, eibar tui amake chude de bhalo kore. Amar guuder charpoka gulo tor laurar gunto diye mere de. Maa to nijer guud ta toke diye chudiye niyeche aar tai shanto hoeye boshe ache, kintu amar abosth ta khoob kharap.” Maa amake bollo, “Bablu, aar deri korish na. Tor didi ke taratari chude de bhalo kpre. Renu becharir obostha khoob kharap hoye geche. Ektu Renur katha aar Renur guuder katha ta ekbar bhabh.” Ami takhon uthe boshe didir duto mayee hathe chatake laglam aar khain pore ekta mayee mikhe niye chuste laglam. Didi mayee duto chstei didi ohhh, ahhhhh ahhhhh korte laglo. Khanik pore didi bollo, “maa dekho Bablu ekhono amake garam korche. Bablu ke bolo je ekhon amar mayee duto chere nijer laura ta amar guude bhore dik aar thap lagak. Bablu amake chudchena keno?” Maa takhon didir mathaye mukhe hath bolate bolate bollo, “Renu, sona meye amar, toke Bablu ekhuni chude debe. Khanik khon sobur kor. Dekh na Bablu ekhun tor mayee gulo chusche aar ektu pore Bablu tor oopor chore tor guude laurata bhore toke jhapa jhap kore gadan debe. Bas er ektu sobur kor sona amar.” Maa tar pore amake bollo, “ki re Bablu, tui tor didi aar koto bhogabee? Taratari tui tor didir oopore chore ja aar jore jore thap mere mere tor didir guuder sab poka gulo ke mere de. Tui dekhchis na je tor didi tor laurata guude nebar janno koto chatphat korche? Toke tor maar aar didir guuder dibbee, chal aar deri korish na aar eibar tor didir guud ta mere de.” Ami takhon didir oopor chorte chorte maa ke bollam, “theek ache, maa tumijemon bolcho tai hobe. Ami to tomar aar didir guuder sewa kortye sab samaye razi achee.” Ami oopore uthtei didi nijer paa duto choriye dilo aar nijer hath diye guuder phuto ta khule dilo. Didir oopore chore ami ek hathe diye dhore laurata didir guuder mukhe set kore dilam aar anno hath ta diye didir ekta mayee tipte laglam. Amar laurata didir guude lagatei didi hath neeche kore amar laura ta dhore nilo aar nijer komor kheliye amar laura ta guude dhukiye nilo aar mukh diye ahhhhhhh ohhhhh korte laglo. Ami takhon amar du hath diye didir duto mayee dhore charkate chatkate ekta ram thap marlam aar amar laurata puro puri didir guude bhetore sendhiye gelo. Laura ta guude puro puri dhuktei didi amake joriye dhorlo aar chumu khete khete bollo, “haan, theek achchee, tor laura ta puro puri amar guude dhuke geche, eibar na ruke tui amake jor jor thap marte marte amake chudte thak Bablu.” Ami takhon didi du to mayee dhore jore jore ghasha thap marte marte didi ke chudte laglam. Amar thaper songe songe didi neeche theke pond tola dite laglo aar bollo, “haan, Bablu eirakome tuiamake chude chal. Aar rukhish na. Amar guud ta tor laurar thap kheye bhison aram pachee. Chod, chod amake Bablu chude chal. Haan haan, chod chod shala chod tor mayer peter didi ke chod. Bhalo kore chod aar amader maa ke dekhiye de je amra bhai aar bone kemon kore choda chudi koree. Haan, ohhh ohhhh ahhhhhh seeeeeee khoob aram pachhee. Ohhhhh amar laura kheko maa dekho, bhalo kore dekho je kemon kore amar gudd choda khachchee. Dekho dekho je laura ta ektu aage tomar guud marchilo, kemon kore amar guuder bhetor dhukche aar berochchee.” Takhon maa amar hath duto didir mayee theke hotiye nije didir mayee duto tipte tipte didi ke bollo, “hi, amar chinal, guud chodani, bhai bhatari meye, tor to poa baro. Tui biyer aage theke ekta lamba aar mota laura diye nijer guud marachchees. Tor guud chod dekhte amar khoob bhalo lagche. Dekh dekh amar sona meye, kemon kore tor choto bhairer gadhar moton mota laurata tor guude dhukche aar berochee. Tor choda dekhte dekhte amar guud abar rase bhore geche, ami bujhte parchee na je ami eibar ki korbo?” Didi takhon neech theke pond tola dite dite amar laura ta guud diye khete khete maa ke bollo, “maa tumi amar mukher oopore guud ta rekhe boshe jao, ami guud ta Bablur thap khete khete chuse dichchee. Ami keno ekla ekla guuder maza nee, tumio guuder maza ta nao amar songe songe.” Maa didir katha sune didir oopore chore didir mukher oopore guud ta rekhe bose gelo aar hath diye guud ta khulte khulte didi ke bollo, “ne, amar lakhilakhi meye, ne choto bhaier laura ta guud diye kha aar maar guud ta jeev diye chat. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta bhison kut kut korche aar rase bichcheeree bhabe bhore geche. Amar guud theke madan ras tapkachchee.” Maa didir boshtei didi nijer jeev ta bar kore maar guud ta chata shuru kore dilo. Khanik khon dhore amar aar didir choda chudi eirakome cholte thaklo. Khanik pore ami didir guude amar laura ta bhore thap mara bando kore dilam aar hath diye maar mayee duti tipte laglam. Didi khanik khon chup kore thaklo tar por jore jore komor tola dite laglo. Ami didi ke bollam, “didi ke hoyeche ta kee? Tumi amake chudcho na ami tomake chudchee? Amar katha sune didi amake bollo, “aaye Bablu, aaj ami toke chude dee. Tui laura ta amar guud theke bar kore ne aar bichana te chit hoye shoeye por aar ami tor oopore chore shule bendha hoye toke chudi.” Ami didir katha sune henshe didi ke bollam, “didi tumi amar oopore chore chodo ba ami tomar oopore chore chudi, du to khetre tei tomar guud amar laura diye chudbe, thek ki na?” Eto katha bole ami didir oopor theke nebe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlam. Maao didir oopor theke nebe elo. Eibar didi amar oopore chore nijer hathe amar laura ta ke dhore guude phutor songe lagiye nilo aar guud ta diye amar laura ta gile amar oopore boshe porlo. Ami takhon neech theke uron thap marte shuru kore dilam aar didir guud chudte thaklam. Didio oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha tule tule amake chudte laglo. Didi amake thap marchilo aar didi mayee duto thap songe songe dulte thaklo. Khanikhon eirakon chida chudi karar pore didi amake bollo, “Babul, bhishin maza pachhee. Tui neech theke aro jore jore gunto mar tor laura ta diye, amar guuder jal eibare khoshbe. Tor lauratar kee khabor?” Ami neech theke didir jhulte thaka duto mayee du hathe chatkate chatkate didi ke bollam, “didi tomar guuder bhetor khoob garam hoye geche. Tomar guuder garame amar laura tar khoob kharab oostha. Amio eibare amar pheda dhalbo. Tumi taratari amake oopor theke chude cholo aar amio tomake neech theke jore jore gunto marchee. Amar laura tar pheda porlo bole. Ohhhhhh ahhhhhh.” Didi amake oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha diye thap marte marte bollo, “ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh amar bhishon aram hochhee. Ohhhhhh amar guuder jal eibare khosbe. Ohhhhh amar chele bhatari maa dekho dekho ami kemon kore amar choto bhaier laurata nijer guud diye chudchee. Ohhhhh Ohhhhh mar guuder jal ashchee.” Maa hath diye didir mayee duto tipte tipte bollo, “haan, amar chenal meye, ami khoob bhalo kore dekhchee je tui tor choto bhai ke nijer guud diye chudchis aar Bablu neech theke komor tule tule tor guude thap mere cholche. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta abar rase bhore geche. Tui taratari tor chodon shesh kor ami abar theke amar guudta Bablur laura diye chudiye nebo.” Didi amar choda khete khete maa ke bollo, “se kee maa, tumi eito ektu aage guudta Bablur laura diye chudiyecho, tomar guuder abar theke lurar janno khide peye geche? Tomar guud etodin dhore choda khachchee ekhon tomar guud ta to khal hoye geche, tomar ekhono laurar janno eto khide achee? Achha maa amake ekta katha sattee sattee kore bolo to, tumi aaj obdi kato gulo laura nijer guude niyecho?” Maa didi katha sune bollo, “Renu, ekhon ei sab katha char aar tui ja korchis ta mon lagiye puro kore ne. Obishee tui jakhon jigesh korli, takhon ami boli je ami guude anek gulo laura gilechee. Achha eibar anek hoyeche, tui taratari Bablur laurata khali kore de aar laurata modheye amar guuder janno kichu mal thakte de. Amar to lagche je tui jato khon na Bablur laurata puro puri nijer guud diye ningre na nibee tato khon tui Bablur laurata chaebee na. Tui to ektu aage guuder jal khashachilee, aar tui ekhono pacha tule tule Bablur laura tar oopore thap mere mere guud chudiye cholchis. Taratari sesh kor na toder choda chudi? Ohhhhh amar guuder bhetore bhishon kut kut korche laura khabar janno.” Didi takhon hanste hanste amake bollo, “Bablu, tor to puro puro lottery beriye geche. Toke ekhon tor didi chudche ba tui tor didi ke chudchees aar tor pashe maa boshe boshe nijer guuder jala te guude ras bhore boshe ache je kakhon tui amar guude pheda dhalbee aar maa tor laura ta nijer guude dhukiye tor choda khabe. Eibar bol je tui kee korbee?” Ami takhon neeche komor tule tule didir guude laura diye gunto marte marte bollam, “didi ami ekhon tomar kach theke chodachee. Amader ei choda ta shesh hote dao tar por dekha jabe je ami ki korbe. Ekhon tumi tumi amake taratari chodo, bhalo kore chude dao karon amar laura ta eibare tomar guuder bhetore mal dhlabe.” Didi takhon amar dui kandher dudike duto hath rekhe amake jor jor thap mere mere chudte laglo aar khanikhon pore nijer mayee duto amar buuke rekhe shoeye porlo aar amake bollo, “Bablu ami thoke gechee, tui eibar amar oopore chore amake chod aar amar guuder jal khoshiye de taratari.” Ami takhon didi ke bichanate shoeye diye didi khola uru duto modheye chore didir duto mayee nijer hathe niye didi ke jore jore chudte laglam. Panch chata thap khabar por didi ohhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh seeeeeeeeeeeee korte laglo. Ami buhte parlam je didi eibare guuder jal khasabe. Tai ami didir guude aro koekta ram thap marlam aar didi amake char hathe paye joriye dhorlo aar guuder jal kal kal kore charte laglo. Didi gudder jal khasabar songe songe amio laurata didi guude genthe didi ke bollam, “ne, ne amar chenal maayer beshaya meye, taratari tor guud ta hath diye puro puri khol aar ami amar laurar pichkiri diye tor guud ta bhore dee. Amar chenal didi guud ta kholo aami mal dhalbo tomar guuder bhetore.” Didio amar katha sune du hathe nijer guud ta puro puri khule dilo aar ami amar laurata didir guude bhore mal chere dilam. Mal dhalar por ami didir oopore shoeye chokh bando kore nilam. Ei somaye amar aar didi saans khoob jore jore cholchilo. Maa amader pashe boshe boshe amar sara gaye hathe hath buliye dite thaklo aar ekta kapor diye amader gayer gham muche dite laglo. Khanik por jeyee ami amar laura ta didi guud theke tene bar kore uthe boshlam aar dekhte laglam je didir guuder phuto theke amar laurar aar didi guuder ras ek songe bhol bhol kore berochee. Ei dekhe maa taratari mukhta nabiye didi choda guude lagiye dilo aar guud theke berote thaka sab ras gulo cho cho kore khete laglo. Guud theke sab ras gulo chete pute kheye maa amar laura ta dhore mukhe pure nilo aar jeev diye chete chete amar laura ta parishkar kore dilo. Khanik khon pore didi muchkee hanshe henshe amake bollo, “kee re Bablu, amake chude maza peli ki na? Tui hoyto to bujhte parishni, ami aage ek guuder jal khoshiye diyechilam.” Ami jigesh korlam, “kakhon?” Amake didi bollo, “jakhon ami tor oopore chore toke chudchilam.” Kichukhon pore maa amake bollo, “oth Bablu oth, onek thoke gechis. Toke Renu ta ekdom ningre niyeche. Ja giye hath paa dhueye nee noyto chan kore ne. Ami tatokhone khabar garam kore nichhee, amra ek songe khabar khabo.” Ami maar katha moton bathroome giye chan kore nilam aar nengto obostha tei baire beriye elam. Baire beriye dekhlam je maa aar didi nengto hoye khabar bebosth korche. Ami maa aar didi ke jigesh korlam, “kee bayapar, tomra dujone ekohono nengto hoye acho? Tomar ki aar kapor porbe na?” Didi bollo, “tate kee hoyeche? Tui o to nengto hoye achis.” Maa bollo, “naa sona, amra bhablam je, jakhon khabar khabar por abar theke amader nengto hote ache takhon abar theke kapor keno poree.” Ami bollam, “theek achchee, ja tomra theek bhabo koro.” Tar por amra nengto hoye ek songe khabar khete laglam. Ami kakhono maar guude ba didir guude rootir choto choto tukro bhore dicheelam aar khanik pore segulo ke bar kore khachiillam. Ei dekhe maa aar didi hense phello aar maa amake bollo, “dekhchee je tor mon ekhono amader guud chude chude bhore nee. Theek achche, khabar ta kheye ne tar por amra abar bichanate shoeye porbo aar dekhbo je tor laurar aro koto dom baki ache. Ami aar Renu amader guud khule shoeye thkabo aar tui amader ek ek kore chude jabi.” Maar katha sune ekbar henshe dilam aar maa ke bollam, “maa, beshi bolona, Jakhon ulte palte chudbo na tomake aar didi takhon sab challenge deoya bhule jabe. Theek ache dekhe neo ami kakhono pechone hotbo na.” Tar por amra chupchap khabar kheye nilam aar hath mukh dhueye abar theke bedroome paunche gelam. Bedroome eshe didi chat kore bichanate uthe chit hoye shoeye porlo aar mmao didir pashe chit hoye shoeye porlo. Takhon amio maa aar didir majh khane shoeye porlam. Ami jeyee shoeye chee omni du dik theke maa ar didi amar dike pash phire ekta kore paa amar oopor tulke dilo aar hath duto bariye amar laura ta te hath bolate laglo. Takhon amio amar du hath diye maar aar didir ekta ekta mayee tipte laglam. Eibar maa uthe boshe gelo aar didi ke bollo, “kee ichchee ta kee tor? Eibar amar number ache kee na?” Didi takhon hath diye amar laura ta muchrote muchrote maa ke bollo, “kee maa, tumi kiser numberer katha bolcho?” Ami kichu bujhte parchee na.” Maa takhon ektu jhunke didir ekta mayee tipte tipte bollo, “ba re amar chenal meye, nijer choto bhaier laura ta dhore muchrochis aar ami ki bolte chaichee ta bujhte parchis na? Aare ami jante chaee je tui eibareo Bablur laurata diye nijer guud ta choda bee na ami Bablur laurata amar guude dhukiye niye ami guud ta chudiye nee.” Didi takhon maa ke bollo, “na maa, tumi jai bolo na keno, ami eto boro chenal magi noyee je ami tomar guud ta khali rekhe Bablur laura ta ami amar guud diye khete thakee. Tumi aram kore, tariye tariye tomar cheler laura ta nijer guud diye khete paro. Ami shote jachchee, amar bhishon ghoo peyeche.” Didir katha gulo sune maa amake bollo, “chal Bablu, tui eibare amake chude de, amar guud ta mere de. Khabarer aage tor aar Renur choda dekhte dekhte amar guud ta rase bhije giyechilo aar ras gulo ekhono shukoi nee. Amar guud ekhono tor lauara ta khabar janno nal bar korche. Chal eibar bhalo kore amake chude de aar amar guuder jala ta mitiye de baba.” Partho\n#7 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Eibar ami bichanar oopor boshe porlam aar maake bollam, “maa ekta katha bolo, ami ekta boyee te porechee je kono meye cheler chodon tatokhon puro hoye na jatokhon na tar ponde laura dhukiye tar pond mara hoye. Eta ki sattee?” Maa kichu bolar aage amar katha sune didi jore henshe phelloo aar mmar dike takiye bollo, “bah Bablu, tui kemon ekta proshno korechis. Mone hochhe je tui maar pond chudte chas.” Maa takhon amader bollo, “Bablu tui ja kichu porechish ta ekdom sattee. Tor bap amar pond anek bar chudeche aar ekhon amar pond marate khoob bhalo lage. Tui ki kakhono Renur ponder phuto te nijer laura ta dhukiye Renur pond merechis? Chal tui ekhon amar pond ta chue de tar por tui Renur chamri pond ta chudish. Chol tui taratari amar ponder phutor modheye nijer gadhar moton mota laura ta dhoka aar amar ponder halua tor laura ke khaowa.” Ami maar katha sune khoob khushi hoye gelam aar maa ke bollam, “na maa ami aaj obdi didir ponde amar laura ta dhokayee nee. Didi bole je didi taor ponder phuto ta nijer borer janno researve rekheche kenona ami tar guuder seal ta bhenge diyechee. Tai didi amar theke aaj pond marayenee.” Maa bollo, “haan Bablu, eta to theek katha. Renu haramzadi ke kichu to rakhte de nijer hobu borer janno. Guud to tui chude chude khal kore diyechis, ekhon Renur kache khali tar pond ta ache jeta se nijer nobu barer laura diye chodabe. Kintu ami aaj toke amar pond nischoye kore marabo. Chalo eibar tui toyree hoye ne nijer maar guuder por tar ponde laura dhokate.” Ei bole maa bichana theke neeche nebe mejhete char hathe paye kukurer moton hoye gelo. Ei positione maar duto mayee jhulchilo aar pond ta amar laurar gunto khabar janno khola chilo. Ami takhon Mai bhi tab maa ke peeche ja kar apne ghutne ke bal baith gaya aur apna lund ko pakar kar maa ki gand ke ched se bhira diay. Jaise hi mai apna lund maa ki gand ki ched se lagaya, maa bol pari, “aare aare Bablu tui ki korchees? Aare baba eta tor maar pond kone bazarer meyecheler pond noye. Aare age tel diye ba kom kore thuthu lagiye amar ponder phuto ta narom kore ne tar por tot laura ta amar ponder phutor bhetore dhukiye amar pond ta maar bhalo kore. Shukno ponde laura dhokale amar pond ta chile jabe. Ekei bole je kono anari ke diye guud chodao aar guuder barota bajao.” Maar katha sune didi bichana theke neeche nebe elo aar amader kache boshe nijer angule khanik ta thuthu niye maar ponder phuto te lagiye ragrate laglo. Amio khanik ta thuthu niye amar laurar mundee te bhalo kore lagiye nilam. Takhon maa amake bollo, “haan eibar theek ache. Chol Bablu eibar tui tor gadhar moton mota laura ta amar ponde dhukiye amar pond chude de aar tor maar pond marar sapno ta puro kor.” Didi takhon hath bariye maar jhulonto mayee duto hathe niye tipte laglo aar ami amar laura ta abar theke maar ponder phuto te lagite dilam. Pher ami amar laura ta dhore aste kore chap deite laglam aar amar laurar mundee ta addek maar pond dhuke gelo. Ponder phuto te amar laurar mundee ta addek dhukte na dhukte maa ohhhhhh ohhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh seeeeeeeeee ah korte laglo. Takhon didi maa ke jigesh korlo, “maa tomar ki khoob koshto hochhee? Ami Bablu ke bole ponder phuto theke laura ta bar korte bolbo?” Takhon maa nijer komor ta nariye aage peechone korte korte bollo, “na pagli, ami khoob maza pachee. Ami aaj anek din pore ponde bhetore kono laura nechee tai amar ponder phuto ta ektu char char korche aar kichu naa. Haan amar nagar cheler laura ta besh mota sota tai mone hochchee je aaj amar pond ta phete jabe. Jakhon tui tor bor ke diye nijer pond marabee takhon tui bujhbee je pond marate kato bhalo lage. Achcha eibar tui amar duto mayee ke bhalo tepa tipi kor, oigulo ke bhalo kore chotka bhalo kore. Tui ekhon jato amar mayee gulo chatkabee ami ponde Bablur laura ta niye tato aram pabo. Bujhlee ki na?” Takhon didi nijer hathe maar duto mayee niye nijer gayer jore chatkate laglo aar maa ke bollo, “maa, ami jakhon tomake prothom bare Bablu ke diye guud chodate dekhchilam takhon ami bhebechilam je tumi bhishon chodonbaj hochhoo. Kintu ekhon dekhchee je tumi ek numberer gandoo hochchoo. Dekho na tumi kemon kore komor nariye nariye nijer cheler laura diye pond ta marachho.” Maa takhon amar laura ta ponde niye didi dike takiye didi ke bollo, “amar sona bhai bhatari meye, tor gaye keno phoshka porche, jodi tor ponder phuto te kukutunee legeche to tuio Bablu ke diye pond mariye na keno, ke baron korche?” Amar takhon maar ponde amar laura ta puro puro dhukano hoye geche aar ami maar komor ta du hathe dhore maar ponde jhapa jhap kore thap marte laglam. Maa o amar thaper songe songe komor aage pechone kore amar laura ta nijer ponde bhetore neecheelo aar bolchilo, “Ahhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh! Amar nagor sona Bablu, aroo jore jore thap gulo mar na amar ponder bhetore. Aaj tui thapiye thapiye amar pond ta phatiye de. Haiiiiii! Seeeeeeee khoob aram hochhee amar toke diye pond marate. Aaj anek din pore kono laura amar ponde dhukiye pond ta ke chudachee. Ahhhhhh mar, mar nijer mayer ponde bara ta aro bhetore dhukiye de. Ohhhhhh ki aram. Ishhhhhhh dhoka dhoka bokachoda, maar ponde bhetor aro dhoka tor laurata. Dekh dekh amar guud chodanee meye ekh, tor bhai tor guud amar guud choda por kemon amar pond marche. Ohhhhh Bablu, tui eibar hath diye amar guuder konta ke ador kor baba. Mone hochhe aaj ami swarge jachee.” Ami maar katha sune ektu jhunke gelam aarhath bariye maar guude ungule dhukiye guud ta ke angul diye chudte laglam. Khanik por ami amar duto angule guude pure dilam aar jore jore narrate laglam. Maar sharir ta guude angul aar ponde laura niye kempe kempe uthte laglo aar maa uhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh haiiiiiiiiiiii siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii korte laglo. Ami takhon ponde laura dhukiye jor jor thap mere pond marte laglam aar duto angul diye maar guude ador korte laglam. Khanik khon eibhabe cholte laglo aar ghorer bhetore khali hai ohhhh ahhhh aar pakat pakat awaj sona jachillo aar ami maar pond jore jore chudchilam. Khanik pore nijer komor khoob taratari narrate narrate maa amake bollo, “hai Bablu, bhishom aram pachhee. Mone hochchee je toke puro puroi amar ponder bhetore dhukiye nee aar sab someye toke diye pond aar guud chodate thaki. Ohhhhhh Balu amar guuder jal khoshbe eibar. Hai Bablu, chude chol tor mayer pond, aroo jore jore chod shala maachoda chele. Tor gayer puro jor lagiye amar pond mar. Tor maa tor samne pond khule ache re bokachoda, tor mayer ponder jala ta shanto kor.” Ami amar komor kheliye kheliye maar ponde gayer jore thap mere chollam aar mma o komo kheliye kheliye ponder bhetor amar laura ta nite laglo. Ami pond marte marte maa ke bollam, “Ohhh amar chenal guud chodani pond marani chodonbaj maa, ami tomar ponde amar laura ta dhukiye thapate bhison aram pachee. Amar mone hochee je ami amar baki jiban ta tomar ponde laura ta dhukiye thapate thakee. Ohhhhhh Ohhhhhh Ahhhhh haiiiiii koto such je pachee ami ta bulbar noye. Ohhhhh amar chenal chudee didi, dekho dekho kemon amader maa pond khule amar laura ta pond diye khachee. Didi tomar maar pond mara dekhe nijer pond marate ichchee korche na?” Amar katha sune Renu didi amake bollo, “haan Bablu, ami dekhte pachee kemon kore moner sukhe amader maa ponde tor laurar thap gulo khachchee. Theek achee aaj ke amio toke diye amar pond chodabo. Ki re tui ki amaar pond marar pore amar pond marbee?” “keno noye amar chenal maayer chenal meye. Ami ekhuni maaryer pond mere maar ponder bhetore amar laurar mal dhele tomar kumari ponde amar laura ta dhokabo. Aaj ami amar laura diye tomar kumari pondr seal phatabo.”\nMaa komor narrate narrate bollo, “sala amar ponde laura dhukiye tui tor chenal didir pond marar katha bolchees? Aare aage amar pond ta ke bhalo kore mon lagiye chude de tar por tui tor chenal didir ponder dike najar dibee. Aar Renu haramzadee tao kam chodon baj meye noye. Ektu aage bolchilo je nijer ponder phutor seal ta biyer pore nijer borer laura diye phatabe. Aar ekhon ki hoye gelo?” Renu didi takhon nijer guude angul dhukiye narte narte bollo, “aare maa ami anek khon theke tomar ponder chodon dekhchee aar tomar pond marano dekhte dekhte amar ponder phutoteo chulkuni hochhe. Jakhon Bablu amar guuder seal ta phatiye che takhon Bablu amar ponder phutor seal tao phatabe. Tumi chup chap nijer pond ta marao aar tomar pore amai amar ponde Bablur laurata dhokabo.” Didir katha sune maa didi ke bollo, “tui theek bolichis Renu, tor guud tor pond tui jake ichchee hoye ta ke diye choda. Amar kee? Amar to nijer guuder aar ponder songe matlob. Chal Bablu tui tarai amar pond ta bhalo kore chod aar amar guude angul dhukiye amar guuder jal ta khoshiye de. Amar ekhon anek kaj baki ache. Rater khabar tao banate ache.” Amio taratari maar ponde jor jore thap marte laglam aar maar guude angul dhukiye narte laglam. Khainkhon pore ami amar laura ta puro puri maar ponde dhukiye maar ponder gattor bhetore amar pheda chere dilam aar amar songe songe kaar guuder jal tao khoshlo. Pheda dhalar por ami maar oopor theke sore giye boshe boshe hanfate laglam aar deklam je maar ponder theke amar mal goriye goriye beriye asche aar tate maar guud phuto ta bhije gachhe. Khanik maa uthe bathroome gelo aar bathroome jete jete maa amake ishara kore amakeo bathrrome jete bollo. Ami maar pechome pechone bathroome chole gelam. Bathrrome giye sabar aage amar laura ta te bhalo kore saban lagiye laura ta dhuye dilo tarpor maa saban diye nijer guud aar pond tao bhalo kar dhiye nilo. Tarpor maar laura ta dhore mukhe niye chuste laglo. Ami anek khon dhore choda chudee karate amar pechhab peye giye chilo. Ami maa ke bollam, “maa chere dao laura ta. Amar bhison jore pechhab peyeche. Amake pecchab korte dao.” Maa amar laura ta mukh theke bar kore amake bollo, “Bablu sona amar, tor pechhab peyeche aar amar teshta peyeche. Chal tui taratri amar mukhe bhetore pechhab kor aar amar teshta meta.” Ami maar katha sune chomke gelam aar maa ke bollam, “maa eta tumi kee bolcho? Ami tomar mukher bhetore kemon kore pechhab korbo? Aar tumi kemon kore amar pechhab ta kheye nijer teshta metabe?” Maa takhon abar theke amar laura ta mukh theke bar kore amake bollo, “Bablu, amar laura theke beruno moot khabar obbseh anej din theke ache. Ami tor dui mamar laura dhore anek din tader laura theke beruno moot kheyechee aar aajke ami amar cheler laura dhore cheler moot khabo. Chal taratari tui amar mukher bhetore tor moot ta char.” Ami maar katha sune khoob aschrya hoye gelam aar tar por maar mukhe amar laura ta dhokano obostha te pechhab korlam aar maa amar moot ta gat gat kore kheye noli. Jakhon amar moot beruno ta ruke gelo takhon maa nijer hath diye mukh ta punche amake bollo, “eibar tor numbor. Chal taratari tui bathroome shoeye por.” Ami kichu bujhte na pere maar dike takiye roilam. Maa takhon amar hath dhore amake bathroomer meje te shoeye dilo aar nije amar mukher du dike duto paa rekhe amar buker oopor boshe porlo. Ami kichu bojhar aage maa nijer guud ta amar mukher songe lagiye dilo aar pechhab korte laglo. Ami takhon aar kichu na korte pere mukh ta khule maar guud theke beruno moot khete laglam. Maar guud theke beruno mooter dhar aar tar halka seteer awaj sune amar laura ta abar khara hoye gelo. Maa tatokhone pechhab puro kore amake jigesh korlo, “ki re guud choda pond mara Bablu, kemon laglo maar guuder theke beruno moot gulo kheye? Maza elo ki na? Tor dui mamara sab someye amar mukhe laura lagiye moot charto aar amio tader mukhe amar guud ta lagiye tader ke amar moot khaotam.” Ami maar katha sune eibar henshe phellam aar maa ke bollam, “maa, sattee sattee tum ekta chenal chodonbaj magee. Renu didi theeki bolchilo. Ami aaj obdi didi ke pechhab korte dekhinee aar janio na je ami didi ke pechhab korte dekhte pabo ki na?” Tatokhone didi, je ki atokhon bathroomer darjate danriye danriye amar aar maar sab karja kalap dekhchilo, bole uthlo, “keno dekhbee na. Tui aajkeye amake pechhab korte dekhbee. Tui uthishna ami tor oopore chore tor oopore pechhab korchee.” Takhon maa amar oopor theke uthe didi ke bollo, “aaye Renu aaye, bosh tor bhaier oopore aar Bablu ke tor guuder moot gulo khaeye de bhalo kore.” Takhon didi amar oopore boshe porlo aar nuijer hath diye guud ta khule guud ta amar mukhe lagiye dilo aar bollo, “ne Bablu, Aaj tui maar guud theke beruno moot gulo kheyechis eibar amar guud theke beruno moot gulo kha.” Amio didir katha sune amar mukh ta khule dilam aar takhonee didi ektu oopore uthe amar mukher oopor pechhab korte laglo. Didir pechhaber dhar maar pechhaber dhar theke beshi chilo aar pechhab tao halka holde ronger chilo. Ami chup chap neeche shoeye shoeye didi sab pechhab ta kheye nilam aar hath diye mukh ta punche nilam. Didi takhono hath diye guud ta khule amar mukher oopor bose chilo. Ami bujhte parlam je didi aro kichu chai. Ami takhon amar jeev ta bar kore aste aste didir guuder oopor ghorate laglam. Takhon didi ektu uthe amar mukher oopor guud ta ke rekhe amake bollo, “chal Bablu, ei songe tui amar guud ta bhalo kore chushe de, chete de. Amar guude bhishon chulkunee hochhe. Tui taratari nijer jeev diye amar guuder chulkunee ta bhalo sesh kore de, please.” Didir kath sune peechon theke maa bollo, “Bablu, dekh tor guud chodani chenal kemon hath diye guud ta ke phank kore toke guud chudte bolche. Tui taratari Rebur guud ta ke bhalo kore chuse de, chete de. Asole Renu anek khon theke amader guud choda aar pond mara dekhte dekhte garam kheye geche aar tar guud ta kut kut korche.” Didi maar katha sune maa ke bollo, “haan maa, ami tomar guud chodano aar pond marano dekhte dekhte bhison bhave garam hoye gechee aar eibar ami Bablu ke diye amar guud chodabo aar pond marabo. Tumi amar obosth ta bhalo kore bujhte parbe karon ami tomar meye. Jemon tumi bhison chodon baj aamio sei rakom chodonbaj.” Tar por didi amar oopor theke uthe danriye gelo aar amakeo uthte bollo. Ami uthe boshe porlam aar didir duto khara jhara mayee amar du hathe niye tipte laglam. Maao peechon theke amader akche eshe hath diye didi guude aar pacha te aste aste hath buliye dite laglo. Didio hath diye maar mayee aar guud ta tipt laglo. Khanik khon dhore amra eirakom karar por ami didi ke char hathe payee pond ta unchoo kore matite boshiye dilam. Maa taratari aage eshe mhanik ta thuthu mukh theke bar kore didir onder phuto te lagiye aste ragrate lagla. Amio khanik ta thuthu niye amar laurar mundee te lagiye nilam. Eibarami amar laura ta didir ponder phutor songe set aste kore ekta thap marlam aar amar laurar mundee tar addek ta didir ponder phuto te dhuke gelo. Munde ta ponder phuto te dhuktei didi ohhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh barrrrrrrrrrr koreeeeeeeee Babluuuuuuuuu. Amarrrrrrr bhisonnnnnnn lagcheeeeeee bole chenchate laglo. Maa taratari didi mukhta chepe bondo kore dilo aar amake bollo, “Bablu tui thamis na, Renur ponde thap mere chal. Ekhunee sab theek hoye jabee.” Amio maar katha motp didir patla komor ta dhore thap marte laglam fifir ponde. Didi khoob charphot korchilo aar ta dekhe maa amake bollo, “Bablu tui hath ta diye Renur guuder kont ta nere de. Ta hole Renur kashto ta ektu kome jabe.” Ami maar katha moto amar hath ta diye didir guude niye giye didir kont ta niye khela korte laglam. Khanik pore didir chatphatani ta kome gelo aar didi komor samne peechone korte laglo. Ami bujhte parlam je eibar pond marate maza pachhee. Maa takhon didi mukh theke hath soriye niye didir mayee duto nijer hathe niye chatkano shuru kore dilo. Didi eibar amake bollo, “Bablu, aro jore jore ponde thap mar. Tor gayer puro jor lagiye de aar amar pond ta ke chod bhalo kore. Ohhhhhh pond marate khoob aram pachhee.” Ami didir pond chudte chudte didi ke bollam, “didi eibare kemon lagche amar laur ta ponder gatoo modheye niye? Aah amar anek diner sapno pro holo. Ami jobe theke tomar guud merechee ami bhabtam je kobe ami tomar pond amar laura ta dhokabo aar tomar pond marbo.” Didi amar katha sune bollo, “sala haramzada, bon choda Bablu, tui aaj arektu hole amake mere phelehilee. Ohhhh torlaura ta jakhon amar ponder phutote dhuklo takhon mone hole je amar pond ta phete jabe. Ami eto kore bollam aar tui amar katha te kan diye amar ponde chude chollee.” Ami didi ke bollam, “aare bava ami na chudle tomar pond tomar bor chudto aar takhono tomar emon koshto hoto. Ekhon jakhon tomar bor tomar ponde bara dhokabe takhon aar tomar koshto hobe na aar tumi aram se borer laura diye nijer pond marabe.” Amar aar didi katha sune ma bujhe gelo je didir pond marate aar kono koshto hochee na aar talhon maa amader kach theke sore giye danriye thaklo aar amader pond mara mari dekhte laglo. Khanik por maa nengto obostha te ranna ghore chole gelo rater khabar banate aar jabar somey bole gelo, “Renu, tui tarai tor guud aar pond chudiye ranna ghore aaye aar amake ranna korte helpkor.” Ami eibar amar gayer jore didir ponde bhetore amar laura ta bhalo kore khelate laglam aar didi amar laurar gunto khete khete ohhhh ahhhhh korte laglo. Kahnik pore ami amar phed gulo didir ponder gattor modheye chere diye didir pechome boshe boshe hafate aglam. Kichu khon por didi amar kach theke uthe aage bath roome gelo aar bathroom theke beriye ranna ghore giye maa joriye dhore chumu khete laglo. Maa didi ke chumu kheye jigesh korlo, “kee bayapar, eto chumu khachhis keno amake?” Didi takhon maa ke bollo, “maa aaj ami ekta kumari meye theke puro puri mahila hoye gechee.” Maa abar jigesh korlo, “mane, tui ki bolte chas?” Takhon didi maar ekta mayee hathe niye aste aste tipte tipte bollo, “maa aaj ami prothom bar pond mariyechee. Guud anek aage theke marachillam, tobe aaj pond mariye bhison anado peyechee. Amake anek aage amar married friendra bolto je meyeder sharir sab phuto tei ras ache aar seta phute othe kono purisher laurar gunto diye. Aaj ami pond mariye ta jene gelam. Ohhhh bhalo laglo aaj Bablur laura ta amar ponder bhetore niye.” Maa takhon nijeke didi kach theke chariye didi ke bollo, “achcha eibar anek hoyechetor chodon kahini sona, chal amake ektu help kore de to.” Didi maar katha sune chup chap nengto obostha te maa ke help korte laglo. Ami takhon aste aste mati theke uthe bath roome chole gelam aar aag amar laura ta bhalo kore saban diye dhueye nilam aar tar por bhalo kore snan kore nilam. Snan korar por ami nengto hoye bathrrom theke beriye rann ghore chole gelam. Ranna ghore maa aar didi nengto hoye khabar banachillo aar ami theke theke kakhono maar ba didi mayee tipe dichhillam. Jakhon maa ba didi kichu nite jhunkchillo to ami amar ekta angul hoye tader guud ba tader ponde dhukiye nara chillam aar tate maa ba didi ektu muchkee henshe amar laura ta dhore chumu kheye nichillo. Ei bhabe didi aar maa mile rater khabar baniye nilo aar amra teen jone nengto hoye ek songe boshe khabar kheye nilam aar tar por amr abar ek songe ek bichanate giye shoeye porlam. Shobar por amader ghoom paa chillo na aar takhon didi maa ke jigesh korlo, “maa, tumi bolchile je tumi anek gulo laura tomar guude diye kheyecho. Tumi bolechile je pore amader tomar aager jiboner choda chudir kath bolbe. Ekhon bolo na, pleae.” Takhon maa bolte laglo, “tora bodh hoye janish na je toder baba khoob ekta meyeder songe choda chudi pachondo kore na. Toder baba khali cheleder songe pond mara mari korte bhalobashe. Tobe amar baper barir aar loker moton toder dadur barir lokera khoob sexy aar sabbai khoob chodonbaj. Ami jigesh korlam, “mane?” Taakhon maa bollo,”aare toder dadu, mane amar shoshur mashai khhob mageebaj lok. Toder dadu to amake ek haftar modheye teen chaar bar amar guude khoob kore thapato aar amar guud ta ke tar pichkari diye bhore dito. Jakhon amar soshurmashai amake chudto takhon amar sashuree, mane toder dida amader kache boshe boshe amader choda chudi dekhto aar amar mayee gulo hathe niye tipto.” Didi chokh gol gol kore jigesh korlo, “achchaa ameno hoye. Aar ki ki hoto tomar songe?” Partho\n#8 17th November 2007\tPartho\nwww.MasalaDesi.com\tJoin Date: 13th March 2007\tPosts: 87\tRep Power: 25 Points: 210 Maa bollo, “amader biyer pore jakhon bari theke sab biye barir lokera chole gelo, takhon amar nanad, mane toder pishi, aar nadaee, mane toder pishemashai, ra theke gelo. Toder pishir biye sei sahare hoyechilo aar tar soshur bari amader bari theke khoob kache chilo. Ami shunlam je nanad aar nandaee pore jabe. Shoshur barir sabai toder babar katha janto kintu tobu tara amar songe tor babar biye diyechillo. Ek din duphur belaye ami amar shashuree thakrun ke ekdom nengto hoye nijer jamayer songe choda chudi korte dekhte pelam, ba bolte parish je tara amake tader choda chudi dekhiye dilo. Sdin duphure ami amar ghore shoeye chilam aar khanik pore ami aste aste katha bolar awaj pelam. Ami uthe dekhte gelam to dekhlam je amar shashuree thakrun aar amar nadai ek bichanate nengto hoye shoeye achee aar nandaee amar shashuree thakruner mayee tipche. Takhuni amar shashuree thakrun nijer jamayee ke kichu bollen aar nandaee uthe shashuree thakrunr du payer majh khane giye nijer laurata shashuree thakrunr guude bhiriye diye ek thape laura ta guude modheye dhukiye dilo. Tarpor shashuree thakrun neech theke nijer komor tule tule jamayeer laura diye chodon khete laglo. Ami darjar baire danriye danriye shashuree thakrun aar jamayeer choda chudee dekh chilam aar sareer oopor theke amar guud ta ke chukochillam. Hatat amar shashuree thakruner nazae amar oopor pore gelo aar uni kono lajja na peye amake ghorer bhetore deke nilen aar bollen, “boumaa, ghorer baiyere theke danriye danriye kee dekhchoo? Tumi amader kache eshe amader kache bosho aar amader choda chudi dekho. Tumi ekdom lajja peyo naa. Eta tomar sosur barir katha.” Ami takhon aste aste chole bichanar kache giye danriye porlam. Amake dekhe toder pishemashai ektu muchkee hanshee henshe dilo aar hath ta bariye amar mayee tipte laglo. Takhon amake shashuree thakrun bollen, “boumaa nijer sab lama kapor khule nengto hoye jao. Amra nengto hoye achee aar tumi kapor thakle amader lajja korbe.” Ami shashuree thakruner katha sune lajja peyegelam aar nijer, saree, saya, blouse, bra aar panty ta khule dilam aar ekdom nengto heye gelam. Takhon amar nandai amar khola mayee dhore muchrote laglo aar amar shashuree thakrun amar guude angul dhukiye narrate laglen. Ami ekeii shashuree aar jamai der chodon dekhe garam hoye chilam aar amar khola mayee aar guude hath porte ami aar thakte parlam na aar mukhta nabiye shashuree thakruner ekta khola mayee chuste laglam aar anno mayeeta chatkate laglam. Ami jhunke thaka te toder pishemashai amar mayee theke hath soriye nilo aar amar khola pacha aar peechon theke amar guude te hath bolate laglo. Amar nadai amar mayee, pacha aar guud niye khela korchilo aar amar shashuree thakrun ke chude cholchilo. Eirakom khanik khon cholte laglo aar khanik pore jamaee tar shashureer guude nijer laurar pichkari chere dilo aar amar shashuree thakrun neech theke pond tule jamayer puro laurta nijer guude niye chup kore shoeye thaklo. Ami bujhte parlam je shashuree jamaier chodon uro hoye geche. Khanik pore shashuree thakrun bichana theke uthe amar kache eshe amake amar nandaieer kole dekhle dilo aar nijer matite boshe jamaeyer laura ta mukhe niye chuste laglo. Bara chosanite toder pishemashaier laura ta khar hoye gelo aar takhon se amake bichanate shoeye diye amar ooporer chore tar mota laura ta amar gude ek jhatka mere dhukiye dilo. Ami amar biye aageo toder mamader chara aro koekta laura diye amar guude marieyechee kintu toder pishemashaer laura ta besh lamba aar mota chilo aar tar janno amar mone hochhilo je amar guud ta phete jabe aar tai ami jore uiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii maaaaaaaaa morrrrrrrrrrreee gelaaaaaaaaammmmm nijeeeeeeeeer lauuuuuraaaa taaaaaaa barrrrrrrrrr koreeeeeeee naoooooooo amarrrrrrrr guuddddddddd taaaaaaaaaa pheteeeeeeeeee jabeeeeeeeeee seeeeeeeeeeeeee bole chenchiye uthlam. Amar shashuree thakrun amar mukhe chumu khete khete bollen, “bouma, aro ektu khon shanto hoye rthako. Bas bas hoye esheche. Aar ektu khani laura tomar guuder baire ache. Jei puro laura ta tomar guude dhuke jabe tomar khoob bhalo lagbe, tumi khoob aram pabe.” Ami kono rakome amar nadaier laura ta amar guude niye thaklam. Etokhon kintu toder pishemashai chup kore chilo na, se tar laura amar guude dhire dhokachhilo aar bar korchillo. Khanik pore amar khoob bhalo lagtte laglo aar ami paa duto tule nadaier komore tule dilam aar neech theke komor tola dite laglam. Takhon amar shashuree thakrun amar ekta mayee mukhe niye chuste chuste amake bollen, “bouma, ami jantam je biyer pore tomar guud ta bhalo kore choda khaye nee, tai tor guud ke bhalo kore choda khaobar janno ei eto sab drama korte holo. Eibar tumi aram kore tomar nadai theke guud chudiye chudiye guuder jal khashao. Tomake aar keu birokto korbe na.” Takhon ami amar shashuree thakrun ke bollam, “kintu maa, barite te to aro lok jon, mane baba aar amar nanod, ache. Tara jodi ei katha jene neye, tahole kee hobe?” Takhon amake amar shashuree thakrun bollen, “amar sona bouma, tumi kono chinta koro na. Tumi to ekhon aram kore tomar nadaeer laura diye nijer guud choda kheye chalo. Tomake tomar shoshur mashai ba nanoder janno kono chinta korte hobe na.” Ami takhon abar theke amar shashuree thakrun ke bollam, “kintu maa, jodi amar shoshur mashai ba amar nanod amake nandaiyer songe guud chodate dekhe neye takhon kee hobe? Takhon to bhishon jhagra jhatee hobe.” Takhon shashuree thakrun amake bollen, “aare tomar shoshur mashai ba tomar nanod kee dekhbe? Tara ei someye kono na kono ghore nengto hoye choda chudee korche.” Ami chomke giye amar shashuree thakrun ke jigesh korlam, “apni kee bolche maa? Ek meye tar baper samne nengto hoye baper laura diye nijer guud chodachee?” Shashuree thakrun bollen, “haan bouma, eta sattee katha. Tomar nanod tar baper songe nengto hoye nijer biyer aage theke tar guud chodachee, aar ei katha ta tomar nandaee biyer aage theke janto. Tai tomar nandaii biyer somey ei pan rekhechilo je se biyer por amake tar songe shoyabe aar amake chudbe. Aar tai ami amar meyer por theke amar jamayeer kach theke chode kheye cholechee aar aajke tumi o tomar nandaeer laura ta tomar guud diye khachho.” Takhon ami amar shashuree thakrun ke jigesh korlam, “kintu maa, amar nanod tar baba ke diye kemon kore tar guud chodano shuru korlo?” Takhon shashuree thakrun bollen, “aare bouma, tomar shoshur mashai shuru thekei khoob magi baaj hochee. Jakhon toma nanod baro aar jawan holo to tar baper najar tar meyer oopore porlo. Ekdin ami kono kaje baire giyechilam aar tomar sosur mashai chance peye tar meyer guuder seal ta nijer laura diye phatiye dilo. Tomar nanod jakhon ekbar baap ke diye guud chudiye chodanor maza peye gelo takhon se khola khuli bhabe baper laura regularly nijer guude nite laglo. Kakhono kakhono amra maa aar beti dujone eksonge ek bichana te shoeye tomar sosurer laura diye nijeder guud chudiyechee. Aro shono bouma, biye aage tomar nanod barite sabsomey nengto hoye thakto aar jakhon ichchee hoto tomar soshur mashaer laur ta dhore chusto aar laura ta khara hoye gele nijer guude niye chodato. Achcha ekhon anek katha hoye geche aar ebar tumi tomar nandai ke diye guud chudiye tomar guuder jala shanto koro. Pore jakhon tomar shoshur mashai jante parbe, takhon tinio tomake bichana te phele nijer bara ta tomar guude dhukiye tomake ulte palte chudbe. Hote pare aaj ba kal obdi tomake tomar shoshurer nijer laura diye chude debe.” Ami shashuree thakruner katha barta sune ekbare haan hoye gelam. Etokhone amar nandaer laura ta abar khara hoye giyechilo aar seta ke ami amar mukhe niye chuste laglam aar hath diye shashuree thakruer guude angul diye adore korte laglam. Khanik pore toder pishemashai mar oopore chore gelo aar amake chudte laglo aar ami neech theke komor dite dite toder pishemashier laura diye amar guud ta chudate thaklam. Amar nandai amar duto mayee du hathe kore khoob kore chatkachhillo aar amar guuder bhetore jore jore thap mere amake chudchilo. Khanik khon chodar por toder pishemashai amar guude thaper speed ta bariye dilo aar ami bujhte parlam je eibar tar mal berobe. Kichu khon pore amar guuder bhetore amar nandai tar pheda chere dilo ar mar guud ta bhore gelo. Amar nandai pheda dhalar por amar oopore shoeye roilo aar jore jore sans nite thaklo. Khanik por jakhon nandai ektu shanto holo takhon se tar laura ta amar guud theke bar kore amar oopor theke uthe porlo. Toder pishmashai jei tar laura ta amar guud theke bar kore nilo omni guud theke sada sada gharo ras amar guud theke berute laglo. Takhon amar shashuree thakrum jhat kore jhunke amar guude tar mukh lagiye dilo aar amar guud the theke beruno ras gulo chete chete khete laglo aar pore amarguud ta chete chete parishkar kore dilo. Guud ta parishkar korar por shashuree thakrun amake bollen, “aare bouma, eta to purush masher amrut hochee. Eta khele meyeder shastho bhalo thake aar mukhe ekta alda chamok thake. Tumio aajker por theke jakhon mauka pabe eta kakhono chero na, sab chete pute kheye niyo.” Sedinkar por theke amar nandaee jakhon somaye peto amar guud chudte laglo. Toder pishemashai prayee raate amader barite chole asto aar raat ta katiye nijer bari jeto. Ek din amar soshur mashai, mane toder dadu, amake amar nandaee ke guud marate dekhe nilo aar tar por theke toder dadu o amake chudte laglo. Seidin theke amar shoshur barite emon hoye gelo je, jakhon mauka hoto keu na keu jake ichchee hoto dhore jekhane khushi, shobar ghore, ranna ghore, basbar ghore, bathroome, chate, choda chudi korto. Kakhono, kakhono ek bichana te amake aar amar nanod ke shoeye diye toder dadu amader tulo dhona kore chudto ba amake aar amar shashuree thakrun ke shoeye toder pishemashai bhison bhabe chudto. Kichu din pore shashuree thakrun nijer baper bari theke ekta jawab chele ke barir chakor hisebe rekhe nilo. Sei chakor tao amake, toer pishi ke aar toder dida ke khoob chudto.” Ami abak hoye jigesh korlam, “achcha? Tomar shoshur barir chakorao barir meyeder chudto?” Takhon maa bollo, “aare se chakor ta amar shashuree thakruner baper lok chilo. Shuru shuru te besh bhadro chilo. Kintu jakhon se barite free sexer baypar ta janlo takhon seo nijer laura ta bar kore amader dekhate laglo aar sabar aage se amar nanod ke, tar por amar shashuree thakrun ke aar sabar pore amake chudte laglo.” Ami takhon maa ke jigesh korlam, “maa tomader sei chakor ta laura kemon chilo? Sei laura ta guud niye tomra aram pete?” Takhon maa bollo, “chakorer laura ta besh lamba aar mota chilo. Jakhon tar laura ta khara hoto takhon seta prayee 9” lambaa aar 3 ½” mota hoye jeto. Tar por theke sei chakor ta amader barite sara din nengto hoye thakto aar jakhon ichchee hoto to se hoye amar nanod ke, ba amar shashuree thakrun ke ba make dhore amader mayee tipto aar amader chude ditto. Sei chakorer chudbar style ta chilo peechon theke guude laura dhukiye thapano aar hath diye guud chatkano. Ek din ami aar amar shashuree thakrun ranna ghore khabar banachillam. Chakor ta kothau baire theke elo aar kauke kono katha na bole se toder didar saree ta pechon theke tule diye tanke jhukiye diye pechon tar lamba laura ta toder didar guude bhore dilo ar jhapa jahp kore thapa te laglo. Ami chakor ta ke bollam, “aare tarar kee ache? Amar shashuree thakrun kothau paliye jachhen na. Ghore giye bichanate shoeye aram kore shashuree thakrun ke chodo.” Amar katha sune chakor ta bollo, “aare boumaa, ami kee kori? Ami ekhuni baire ekta kutta ke ekta kuttee songe choda chudi korte dekhlam aar tai ami khoob garam hoye gechee. Tai ami ekhuni ei magi ta ke chudte chai. Haan pore ami tomake ghore niye giye nengto kore bichanate shoeye tomar guud aar pond ta tariye tariye chudbo, kintu ekhon amake amar laurar pheda ei magitar guude dhalte dao.” Ei bole sei chakor ta prayee 15 minute dhore toder dida ke chudlo aar tar por laurar pichkari diye shashureer guud ta bhore dilo. Toder dida kintu guud chudiye kichu bollo na, khali saree ba saya diye nijer guud ta punche amar dike takiye ektu henshe dilo. Chakor ta nijer laura ta maar sareediye punce hanshte janshte baire chole gelo aar jabar somay amake bole gelo, “bou rani, duphure khabar kheye amar ghore chole esho. Ami tomake sara duphur bela ta chudte chai. Khabar khabar por tumi aro kache chole jeo na guud chodate. Bujhle?” Ami chakor ta ke bollam, “jodi amar soshur mashai amake deke neye choda debar janno?” Takhon chakor ta bollo, “aare tomar sosur mashai janno to tomar sahuree thakrun aar tomar nanod ache. Tomar sosur masai tader du joner guude aar ponde laura dhukiye tader chudbe aar tomar guude aar ponde ami amar laura dhukiye tomake chudbo.” Chakorer katha sune amar shashuree thakrun ta ke bollen, “aare tor bara ta kono mausher bara na kono chodon mechine? Tui ekhuni amake chudlee aar abar tui amader bouma ke bolchish je tomake duphure chudbo? Ja ekhon nijer kaje ja, duphurer katha duphure dekha jabe.” Ami kintu chakor tar dike takiye haan bole dilam aar chakor ta hanshte hanshte chole gelo. Ami aar didi eto khon dhore maarkach theke maar sosur barir katha sunchilam. Pher ami maa ke jigesh korlam, “maa ekta katha bolo, tomar lajja korto na nijer sosurer samne ba nijer nadaier samne guud aar pond khule shute aar tader laura nijer guude ba ponde niye choda chudi korte?” Takhon maa amar ekta hath dhore nijer mayeer oopor rakhte rakhte bollo, “haan, shuru shuru te amar bhison lajja korto sosur ba nadaier samne nengto hoye shute ba tader laura diye guud chodate. Kintu pore aar lajja korto na, baroncho jakhon amar guude choda kahabr janno kut kutnee hoto takhon ami amar sosur mashai ba amar nandaier laura dhore boltam je, amake chodo, amar guud ta chude dao. Ami tader boltam amar guud choda khabar janno kut kut korche. Takhon tara amake seikhane matite ba bichanate phele ba amake kono chair ba table jhunkiye amar guude tader laura dhukiye amake khoob kore chude ditto. Amar shoshur barite emon hoye giyechilo je sondheer por amara ghorer bhetore kono kapor portam na. Amra nengtp hoye raater ranna kortam aar sabai ek songe nengto hoye ek table boshe khabar khetam. Jakhon amra negto hoye khabar khetam to amarnadai ba amar soshur amake kole tule niye tader laura ta amar guude dhukiye amake chudto aar amar shashuree thakrun ba amananod amake khabar khiye ditto. Aar amio aram kore nijer soshur ba nadaier kole boshe tader theke choda theke khete khabar khetam.” Ami maa ke abar jigesh korlam, “maa tomake tomar shashuree thkrun ba nanod kichu bolto na?” To maa bollo “na tara abar kee bolbe? Tara to kakhono kakhono nijer guudta tor dadu ba pishmashayer mukhe lagiye ditto aar bolto amar guud ta chuse dao. “ Ami maa ke abar jigesh korlam, “maa tomar baper barite toma shoshur barir free sexer katha jane?” Takhon maa bollo, “na aage janto na. Kintu ek bar amar shoshur barite eshe amake nijer shoshur aar nadaiyer songe choda chudi korte dekhe phele.” Ami jigesh korlam, “tar por kee holo? Nischoye tulkalam hoye giyechilo nischoyee.” Maa muchki hanshi jhenshe bollo, “na. Shuru te to maa amake khoob boklo kintu pore jakhon amar shashuree thakrun ke nijer jamayer songe choda chudi korte dekhlo takhon maa chup hoye gelo. Pher ek din amar shoshur mashai amar maa ke amar pashe shoeye diye maar saree ta tar komor obdi tule diye maa ke tulo dhonar moto khoob chudlo. Aar maao khoob bhalo bhabe komor tola dite dite shoshurer kach theke thap khete khete guud chodalo. Guud chodabar por maa amar mukhe tar guud ta lagiye bollo ne amar guud ta parorishkar kore de, tor shoshur amar guud ta ke nongra kore diyeche. Sei din raate amar maa amar shashurer pashe shoeye amar nadaiyer laura diye tar guud ta maralo aar mar shashureer guud ta chete chete porishkar kore dilo. Tar por theke amar maa jakhon jakhon amar shoshur batite ashto takhon barite nengto hoye ghora phera korta aar khoob bhalo bhabe amar shoshur ba amar nandayer kache guud chodato. Kakhono kakhono amar maa eto garom hoye jeto je se amar shoshur ba nandai ke neeche phele tader oopor chore tader laura ta tar rase bheja guude niye lafiye lafiye khoob kore guud chodato ar guuder jal khasato. Kakhono lalhono amar shoshur ba nadai amar maa ke neeche phele maa ke chudto aar anno jon oopor theke maar ponder phuto te tar laura ta dhukiye maar pond marto. “ Ami aar didi etokhon dhore maar biyer por shoshur barite choda chudir galpo shunte shunte amra khoob garam hoye giyechilam. Tai maar galpo sesh hote na hote ami aar didi maar oopor jhanpiye porlam. Didi maar ekt amyee mukhe niye chuste laglo aar ami maar oopore chore maa ke chudte laglam. Khanik por didi maar oopore chore maa ke diye nijer guud chosate laglo. Emni kore amader sei raat ta kete gelo. Raate bhore ami maa ke du bar chudlam aar didir pond ek bar chudlam. Amar, didir aar maar din gulo sab ei bhabe choda chudi kore kete gachillo. Roj diner belate ami maa ke chudtam aar tar ponde laura dhukiye ponfd martam. Aar raate didi amar songe nengto hoye suto aar du bar tar guud chudtam. Ei rakom ami ekdin maar guude laura dhukiye maar guud marchilam, hatat amader ghorer darza khule amader protibeshi, Mrs. Sen, jake ami kakima bole daktam ghore dhuke elen. Amader takhon khoob kharab obostha. Ami aar maa dujoneyee nengto hoye choda chudi korchilam aar tai kakima ke dekhe ami ataratari maar guud theke amar laura ta tene bar kore bichanar kone rakha amar lungee ta porte gelam aar maa taratari bichanar chador uthiye nijer gaye dilo. Kakima amader dekhe ekebare tha hoye giye chilen. Khanik pore kakima bollen, “Nayana, koto din theke tomader eisab nongra kaj cholche? Chee chee, tumi sesh porjonto nijer cheler samne nengto hoye ta ke diye guud chodachoo? Tomar ki kono lajja sharam neyee?” Er porer kahini abar kono din.\nPlease offer your comments at parto_sengupta@yahoo.com Giirls, ladies, widows & divorcees (between 25-38 years) are welcome for friendship and exchage erotic (sexy) mail and can contact me. My sincere reqeust to all is, if any girl is intereted to have sex, then please contact me and we shall have it in a safe manner. Broadminded decent female/couple/widow/girls are requested to write me with their details to make the life more and more pleasurable: parto_sengupta@yahoo.com Secrecy is assured and expected. Partho\n#9 21st November 2007\tchrysaliste\nHung like Einstein, smart as a horse.\tLast edited by chrysaliste : 21st November 2007 at 09:26 PM.\n#10 15th December 2007\tjmanna032003