Choda Kheye Giyan Harano.

Choda Kheye Giyan Harano.


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Oi rater kotha ami kono din bolbana. Oi rate jakhon ami barite chole ashlam amar mathai shodo ektai kotha gorte lagla. Ami ta oi meyeke balo bashi na tahole keno ami oi meyer kothai tar kase gelam. Ami darona korlam eta amar balo basha na shodoi jowboner tarona. Ami babte laglam jodi kew kawke balo bashe tahole ki take niye amon baje montabba korte pare ja kina meyeti korese amake niye. Amar darona hoyta meyeti tar bondu mahole nijeke oti ronjita korar jonna amake bebohar korte cheyesila ar na hoy ja kiso korese shodoi abeger bashobota hoye. Tar moner kono ochcha bilashitar bashoborti hoye korese. Kinto meyetir ki ekbar o baba proyojon silana tar ai abegponai ekta seler gibon ta hoye odthe pare koto ta bishad porna. He bondura ami pore jante peresilam meyetir ek relative meyetir make naki bolese jodi ai sele( amar kotha) tomar meyeke takar binimoye ratkatate prostab diye thake tahole tomar meyeke balo raji hoyejete. Ekbar doihik mela mesha hoye gele sele biye nakore parbena. Kinto tader ai porikolpana shofol hoynai karon adike ami meyer proti 0% o interested noi ar meyer baba ashob kotha shone meyeke tara tari biye diye dila(meyer baba probashe thake). He bondura meyer baba meye o tar mar aishob porikolpona shomporke kisoi jantona. Aponara hoyto babsen ai shob kotha ami ki kore janlam ami agai bolesi parobortite ami meyetir shate amon shomporka toiri koresi je she amake shob kiso bole diyese bojtai paren kemon shomporka hole ekti meye tar nagna sobi o video korte dite pare tao kina je take jano shomokhe thappor merese. Ar he meyeti amake etao bolese je oi relative er shate ( shomporke kaka hoy) mane oi kakar shate meyetir mar doihik shomporka royese tobe tader oi porikolpona shomporke naki meyeti kiso jantona pore jenese. Bai bojenna amare ekto telmarlo ar ki.

Jai hok atokhon bollam amar kotha ebar aponader jonna kiso boli. rattro 3-4 hobe. Mobile er sound e gum bengge gelo. Ton shonai bojte parlam eta lubna. Ami phone recive kore kiso bollam na chop kore roilam. Kinto lubna chop kore koila na. prothomei bolla ki gomaite selanaki ami bollam na football kheltesilam. O ebar khepe gelo bolla ki bepar ebabe kotha balo keno moja lagena. Ami bollam ato rate phone diye kew ki proshna kore ki gomaite sila. Lubna bote laglo tomake bisshas kora jaina amono hoyte pare kono meyer shate shoye aso. Elakai aro onek sele ase kinto karo shate meyeder ato bab nai tomar shate jathotoko tomar shate. Ebar ami ekto rege gelam bollam shob meyeder tomar moto babokeno.

Ebar o ami ki onek kharap ami bollam tomi kharap na ki nigeke nige proshna karo prosner ottor peye jabe. Ai bole ami phone rekhe dilam. Kinto lubna abar phone korla ami receive korlam bollam kiso bolba. Lubna kiso bollana chopkore roila. Ebar ami bollam shona chot kore kowke niye kono montobba kora ochit na. Jaihok batdaw ki jonna phone korsa ta balo. Ami bojte parlam batash olta dike boite shoro korese tai ekto negeke change korlam. Bai shobshomoyta ar nijer moto kore chola jaina.

Lubna ebar bolla tomi kothai ami bollam barite o bolla ashbe kina ami bollam tomar amma to barite tahole ki kore ashbo. O bolla eta ami bojba tomi asho. Arki gore thaka jai chole gelam free magi chodte. Ami oder barir shamne giye phone dilam. Amar phone petai lubna beriye ashlo kase ashai amake joriye dorla kinto ami ekto mod nilam o bote laglo ki ragkorso naki tomar bandobider kharap kotha bolate ar bolbana. Ebar o amake hat dore tene or nijer roome niye gelo ar bolla last room e amma gomiye ase so ar kono chinta nai. Ami bollam jodi adike ashe o bolla na adike ashbe na tasara amito dorja bonda kore dibo tomi chinta karona. Ami kiso bollamna shodo mone mone bablam shali jodi esai pore tahole tor makeo sarbona.

He bondura kisodin ager gotona ami collage theke ase drota kapor change kore gosol khanai chole gelam. Amar football match sila so bojtai paren ekto tarato siloi tai adik sedik takalam na ar he aro ekta karon halo ami je gosol khanai dokesilam sheta shodo poroshder jonna barir mohilader jonna alada gosol khana ase tai etate gosol korte kew ashe na maje modde kaporchopor dowa amon kaje ashe. Tai ami onek drota bitore giye dorja bonda kore dilam kinto porokhone bojte parlam bitore kew dariye ase. Takiye dekhi lubnar ma ami aro obak holam mohila ekdom nogna. Light on thakai sposhta shobkiso dekha jasse. Ekhate gosol korar jog abong apor hate bok Dakar cheshta korse. Aponarai bolen bai ek hat diye ki amon free sige er doita pahar kew dakte pare. Ami babte laglam jodi kono sele mohilar ai dudh ar boda dekhe tahole kew e bolbena ai mohilar boyosh 38-40 bolbe 18-20 hoyese. Bai ki bolba shada shada dudh golo jeno amake daktesila ar magir bodata jeno paka amer moto. Ami ar thakte parsilam an esse kortesila magir bodata kamre dori. Hotath amar choke porlam magir nabita ki shondor re bai bole bojate parbona. Ami shonesi shalir shate besh koyekta seler babase. Shodoi babtam ato boyoshka abong 4 ti shontaner ma ai mohilar shate kibabe ekta sele shomporka kore. ajbojlam ar kiso noy ai shoril ai dudh ai boda dekhe kono sele pagol na hoye parena. Ai gotonata jakhon gote takhono amar shate lubnar kono shomporka hoynai. Tai ami ekto ta navus silami. Kinto he lubnar make bolte gele chokh diye monmoto bog kore felesi. Ebar ami ami bollam aponi kinto mohila kiso bollana shodo amar dike takiye royla. Ami bojte parlam akhon amar berhoye jowa ochit kinto jodi dekhe oi mohila gosol kortese ar ami dorja bonda kore bitore silam tahole ki hobe ami ekto boypeye gelam. Tai aste kore dorja khole age charidike dekhe nilam. Tarpor beriye gelam.

Lubna dorja bonda kore dila. Ami bollam light on thak na hoy kiso dekha jaina.
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www.choti3x.blogspot.com And www.choti3x.wordpress.com)) Ebar lubnar pison theke ami ami oke joriye dorlam r hatdiye or dudh golo tipte laglam. Shalir ato baro dod amar hate cavar hossilana. Ami ektojorai tipsilam tai shali bethai offfff, eyyyy, aaaaa shobda korte laglo. Ami agai bolesi shali jato koshta pai keno jani amar tatoi balo lage. Tai ami aro jore tipte laglam. Lubna bethai osthir hoye otla kinto ami ekto miss fell korlamna. Ebar dire dire shalir frog r pajama khole fellam roila shodo bra r penti. Ebar tipte aram lagtese. Ebar ami bojte parlam ami katojore dudh tipte silam shalir dudh golo lal hoye gese. Ebar ami ekta hat shalir nabite niye elam. Jorkore nabir opor tipe dorlam. Magir petta onek narom. Moner moto kore tipte laglam. Dire dire hathta kamorer dike niye gelam. Pentite hat ditai magi amar hat chepe dorla agai bolesi magir dudh r joinite hat dile magi khodarto shakoner moto hoye jai. Shalir joinir opor hat bolate laglam r dire dire pentita khole fellam. penti kholtai joinir gonda pelam. Joini bije akebare bonna hoye gese. Ekhate dudh ar ekhate joini kochlate laglam. Magir joina ottejona barte laglo r amar obosta onek kharap. dhon trowser sire beriye ashte chaise ato shokta hoyeseje ton ton betha korse. Ebar shalike hater opor shoye diye ami dariye theke kamor take tene amar kase anlam. Ami boshe porlam tarpor magir pa doto fak kore joinite ekta angol dikiye dilam. Magi bada dila bolla angul diye noy tomar dhon diye choda kinto ami babsilam onnata. Amar essa halo angul diye magir jol khoshano tahole magi dorbal hoye porbe ar takhon jodi ami amar tatano dhon dokai tahole magi onek betha pabe. Ar bethai chitkar korbe tokhon amar onek balo lagbe. Ami magike koshta dite chai onek tahole ami amar apomaner protishod neyar shokh pabo. Bai aponarai bolen ami ki tik korinai.

Ami angoler kaj chaliye jete laglam. Bito bahir korte laglam. Magi bada dite chailo kinto parlona mane ami manlam na.Prothome ekta angul tarpor shojok boje doita dokiye dilam r spreed o ekto dhonte laglam. Cholte laglo amar angul chodon. Meyeti ostir hoye otla hat-pa golo charidike goshte laglo ami bojte parlam shalir onek sex ashese. Ami amar shomporna angul bitore dokiye dilam pore jante parlam adikdiyei naki mal dokle shontan hoy. Lubna atokhone arame oh ah eh kore shobda korte laglo. Ami bojlam shalir onek moja lagtese. Adike amar obosta to onek kharap dhon fole amon abosta hoyese je onek betha korsila monta chaisila akhoni magir bodai dokiye dai. Kinto shalike koshta deyer chintha ta mathai roye gelo tai ekto dorja dorlam. Ebabe angul diyei kortelaglam. Magir bodai kato roosh bar hoy shodo. Lubna ebar hafate laglo ami bojlam magi jol sarbo tai nijeke ekto side korenilam jeno abar gaye na pore. Ebar magi jol sere diye gongate laglo ar baro baro shash nite laglo. Ami dekhlam lubna je showa theke ote boshbe sai shokti toko or hariye gese. Ami bojlam o katota klanto hoyese. Ebar ami amar kapor khole fellam. lubna amar ai pagla dhontar dike ashohai er moto takiye royla. Ami bojlam o babtese akhon kibabe ai dhonr chodon khabe. O ote boshte chailo kinto parlona abar shoye porla r amake bolla 10 minut pore chodar jonna kinto thatokhone ami amar dhon or bodar mokhe set kore felesi. Aste aste bitore doriye dilam lubna chithkar kore otla oo maaaaaaa oo babare ami more jabo amar boda fete jasse ki betha kortese bai tomar paye dori ekto pore choda.

Ashob kotha shone amar jeno ottejona beregelo ami ebar drotha tap marte shoro korlam. Bisanai ekta balish jebabe pore thake obabei pore roila. Ebabe kisokhon cholam por lubna hotath senseless hoyeporla(banglai jake bole datilaga) ami ekto boypeye gelam. Kamonsense kaje lagalam ami or nake chepe dorlam. Nake chepe dortai shali dirga shash fele chokh kholla. Amake bolla ki hoyese. Amikiso bollam na chodon shoro korlam ebaro magi aki babe pore rohla. 5 minut por magi abar senseless hoye gelo. Amar mathai ekta kharap boddi elo ami magike shondar babe shoye diye amar mobile diye kiso sobi o video kore nilam. Amon babe kajta korlam jeno dekhe kew bolte na pare magi behosh hoye pore ase. Amon babe tolesi shobai bolbe magi nije tar pa doto soriye dore sobi tolte shojok kore diyese r mobile flash light thakai sobi r video golo otla ekebare diner alormoto. Abar shalir nakchepe dore shalire hosh koralam. Shoro korlam chodon r adike shalir pran ta jeno beriye jasse. Chokh dekhe mone hossila ai boji shali pranta beriye gelo. Ami aro jore marar cheshta korte laglam ete lubna aro jore gongate laglo. Ami amar dhonta berkore anlam. Lubna onek soshtir fell korla kinto ami ki shalike shantite thakte dite pari. Shalike chit kore diye ebar magir pode dokate gelam amon shomoy lubna bolte laglo na na pode dokaio na onek betha kore oi diner por ami komorer bethai doidin darate parini baina lokhi tomar jato essa boda diye choda tomar paye pori adik diye dokaiona. Ami ki ar magir kotha shoni dilam dokiye shoro korlam ram tap. Edike lubna chechate laglo r ami tapate laglam. Or kannar awajta jeno amar kase hindi sober ganer moto laglo. Ami aro moja kore ekto kaja diye diye marte laglam. Ebabe kisokhon cholar por shalir poder bitor mal sere dilam r shalir opor lotiye porlam. Baloi lagsila shalir narom shoriltar opor shoye thakte. Kinto beshi shokh kopale shoilana or ma ashe dorjai toka marlo bolla dorja kholte. Dojonai tara tari kore kapor porenilam. Ami side dorja khole beriye gelam. Pore jante peresilam or ma oke shondekho kore o naki dorja bonda kore phone fiting mare kinto meyer kase nijer dorbolata thakai shora shori kiso bolte parena.

Amar friend er baro bai shahore family niye thakbe tai basha dhon niyese. Ami ar amar friend tader bashata gosiye dissilam. Babi chabita hate doriye diye bolla tomara kaj sesh kore bari chole jeo ami ekto amar baper jabo tarpor bari ashbo ai bole babi shobonke (shobon babir 7 bosorer sele) niye chole gelo. Ami r friend kage besto amon shomoy mobile phone ashlo. Tone shonai bojte parlam malta phone korese. Phone receive kortai proshna karla tomi kothai aso ami bollam onek dore. Dore kothai nam bola jaina. Ami bollam shohorer bitor asi. Lubna bolla amio shohorei asi. Ami obak hoye proshna korlam karshat, keno ashso, kothai aso. Bolla dacter er kase ashes eka. Eke kothata shontai ami sthir kore fellam kiso ekta kortai hobe. Ami amar friend ke akothata bollam o bolla no problem akhane niye ai.

Ami ekta ricksha niye chole gelam r lubnake phone kore bollam hospitaler niche opekha korte o prothome na korla bolla aj dacter dekhatai hobe ami bollam pore dekhano jabe age amar shate chalo. Onek kothar por raji hote baddo halo. Ami ricksha niye giye dekhe o dariye ase. Deri na kore rickshay atiye bashai niye ashlam. Ashte ashte amar friend er beperta bojiye bollam kono shomossa hobena. Amar friend belkonite opekha korsila. Amader dekhtai o ashe amader agiye niye gelo. Ami dojonke porichita kore dilam jodio amar friend shobkisoy jane first to last. Amora opore chole gele o ashsi bole baire chole gelo r jawar shomoy bahir diye tala lagiye dila jeno dew ashle bojte pare bitore dew nei. O chole jetai ami drota lubnar bokhra o kapor chopor khole bollam r amio kapor chopor khole fellam. lubnake aj onna rokom lagse bojte parlam shodo ratter dekhesi kinto konodin diner aloi nogna obostai dekhi nai hoyta tai amon lagse. Ai kotha babtai oi din rater sobi o video golor koth mone pore gelo. Bablam aj sobi tolte parle aro balohobe. Kinto kibabe tolba babte laglam amon shomoy lubna amake joriye dorla amio or dudh golo tipte shoro korlam. Dire dire hathta or bodai niye gelam. Bodai hat ditai o bolla aj angol diye korte parbana ja korar tomar shonatake diye karo. Obabe korle amar onek koshta hoy dom beriye jete chai. Ami bojlam aj ar oi moja korte parbona. Ki kora jai babte laglam.

Ami lubna ke bollam amon shojokta kono din ashena chalo aj ekto anonda kari. Lubna bolla kibabe ami amar mobileta or hate diye bollam amar kiso sobi tola. O khob moja kore tolte lagla. Kisokhon por ami bollam ebar ami tomar kiso sobi toil lubna bada diye bolla jodi dekhefele ami bollam akhoni delet kore felbo lubna ete raji halo. Ami sobi tolte laglam shojok boje video o korte laglam. Ami khob shabdan roilam video korar shomoy jeno amar kotha sobi asenajai. Ar adike lubna kakhono dudh goloke ochiye dore, kakhono bodata fak kore dore amake dekhate laglo. Meyeti babteo parlona ai sobi o video golo or gibontake sesh kore dite pare. Lubnake shanto korte ami or kiso sobi or shamne delet kore dilam abong ekti emty folder dekhiye bollam shob delet kore felesi. Tarpor shoro korlam amar chodon khela. Ami oke ganalar kase niye shamner dike noye diye pison theke or bodai amar dhon dokiye dilam. Diner bela tarpor bashata sila 3rd flor so nirboye chodsilam shalire. Kono bongima na kore shora shori chode mal fellam shalir bodai.ar he shalike chodar shomoy ekta video kore nilam ja shodo amar dhonta o magir sobi otla. Bai ami ja kiso likhlam tar gotona golo bastobik abong kiso kotha bebohar koresi ja shodo golpotake shajanor jonna. Kiso din por ami sobigolo magire dekhailam magi ekebare pagol hoye gelo bolla sobi golo delet kore felte ami bollam chinta karona agolo shodoi amar kase thakbe. Tobe amar sobi golo ami takhoni delet kore felesi. Baira ami essa korle ai sobi ar video golo diye meyetir amake deya prothiti agater jobab dite pari kinto ami ta karinai kinto ami oi meyeke kono din khoma korbona. Sobi golo ajo amar kase rekhe diyesi. Porer golpata shonte comments koren tahole peye jaben.[colbe..montobbo korun beshi beshi]

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Amar ebar er kahani r naiykar name Kumu. O amar university friend. Uni te takte kub valo bondhutto chilo. Or ja ekkhan figure chilo na. dekha hoilay e chaiya taktam r basai gia oke vabay khestam. majay majay rickshaw te jabar somoi or buk e kunui lagatam. o bujto kina jani na. amar to oi norom boro buk er chowa nilay obosta ki hoito bujtasen e. bohu chesta korsi chudanor kumu k, pari nai. but tobu asa chari nai.To abr asol kotai asi[*]kumur 6 mas holo bia hoise. bia r por or figure ta ja hoise na, mon chai dud gula tyipa chira feli. or voda marar plan korte taki. jai hok kumu r satay kotha boila bujte parlam or husband okay satisfy korte pare na. ekdin dupur e amar flat e gumia asi amon somoi ball bajli. dorja kuila deki kumu. nil rong er sari porse navi porjont. buk 2 ta jeno faita bar hoiya jaibo. ami to or dikay takia asi. kumu bollo ki re dukte dibi na? bollam ai. o gia amar bed e boslo. amar don baba tp uttojonai kaptase. Kumu issa koira or sarir achol dia muk muslo. or bisal buk (36″) ber hoiya aslo. butam er fak dia kalo bra deka gassilo. Ami hotat or buke hat dia fellam.[*]o deki kisui bollo na. ami sahos peya okay joria dore or golai nak goste laglam. o sex e ghono kore dom nite laglo. ami bollam tor husband naki pare na, aj ami toke santo korbo. ai bole or blaus er butam khulay duray felay dilam. kalo brar vitor dei or sada buk amar matai agun doria dilo. but ami aste aste sex korey okaey rosabo tik korlam. tai dat dia or bra r stripe tena namalam. o tokon lal hoye gasey. er por okey dar korea sari saya kullam. akon o kali bra r panti pora. aibar ami amar tshirt r trousar kulam. amar dhon daika kumu ki boro oooo bole ha hoya roilo. o amar ta hat dia dore 2 bar naria dilo. ami oke bollam amar ta suck kor. o 1st e raji holo ha. ami or chul ghar e kasay pichon tekeay dore amar dhon er kasay anlam. o aste aste chuste suru korlo. hotat okay tan dia uthalam r khatay suiya dilam. or BRA panty khulay nilam. or bogol r vodai kalo chul. ami aste aste or bogol chuste laglam. o chotfot kore utlo. aibar or buk tipte suru korlam. kumu to sex e gongaite laglo. Ami or 1ta dud mukay nia chuste laglam r 1ta tipte laglam . or nipple 2 ta thot r angul dia mocharaite laglam. o amar matha sokto kore chepa dhorlo r hapaite laglo. ami aste aste nicher dikay namte laglam. kissukon por jokon or pa fak kore vodai chumu dilam o tokon kepay utlo. ai bar chuste laglam. o to gongaite laglo r bollo r na . bujlam or somoi hosse orgasm er. tai deri na kore dhon voda borabor anay dilam thap. kumu okk kore utlo. ami ghono thap dite laglam. kumu aste aste tol thap dite laglo. kisukkon por ami thap er goti barai dilam. kumu pa tulay amakr joria dhorlo r amar pithay kamchai dorlo, bujlam or hobe tai thap komalam na. ektu pore o ah ah is is esh esh korte laglo. ami thap e besi pichla onuvob kore bujlam or hoye gasey. o aste natia porlo triptir hasi dia. ami bollam ki amar mal koi felbo. o bollo amar pat e rak. oi salar baccha ami nibo na kisu pare na, ami tor mal e ma hobo. bollam as ur wish. tar por ram thap dita suru korlam ar kumu bivinno aowaj korte laglo. ami or dud tip dia dhore 2ta kothin_thap dia mal or vodai fellam. tar por or upor e suye roilam. 20 min por 2 jon utay gosol kore nasta kelam. kumu er por tekay week e 2-3 bar asto r ami tapatam. koi din agay boolo o naki pragnent amar birjo te. Or jonno doa korben r aro koita din chudbo pet 4 mas howa porjanto. Kothin_thap Jindabad, kumur voda jindabad.

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সারাদিন ভাবলাম, রাতে আমি রোজির সুন্দর দেহটা নিয়ে খেলেছি তা ভাবতেই আমার নুনুটা লাফ দিয়ে উঠল। ইস! দিনের বেলায় যদি আপাকে আমাকে চুদতে পারতাম। তাহলে খুব মজা হতো। আমি এগুলো ভাবছি আর ঠিক সেই মূহুর্ত্বেই আপা ঘরে ঢুকল। তবে উর্ণা ছাড়া। সাধারণত আপা উর্ণা ছাড়া আমার সামনে কোন সময় আসে না। কিন্তু আজ আসলো। যাইহোক সারাদিন মাথার মধ্যে এলো মোলো 

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চিন্তাগুলো দোল দিয়ে রাত নেমে এলো। রোজি তাড়াতাড়ি শুয়ে পড়লো। আমি তো আবার ছোট্ট বেলা থেকেই সুযোগ সন্ধানী মানুষ তাতে কোন সন্দেহ নেই। অপেক্ষা করতে থাকলাম। গভীর রাতের, তারপর আস্তে করে ওর পাশে গিয়ে শুয়ে পড়লাম।গত কালকের ঘটনার পর থেকে আমার সাহসও অনেক বেড়ে গেছে। গতকাল আমি কাপড় চোপড় পরেই আপার মধু খেয়েছি। তাই মনে মনে সিদ্ধান্ত নিলাম। আজ আপার মধু ভান্ডার থেকে উজাড় করে মধু খাব। আপার শরীরে হাত দিয়ে টেষ্ট করলাম, ঘুমিয়ে পড়েছে। আমার মনে তো মহা আনন্দ রোজি আপার ভোদায়ের মধু আবার খেতে পারবো এ ভেবে। আসতে করে পায়জামা ফিতাটা খুললাম কোন সাড়া নেই। পায়জামাটা সামান্য নিচে নেমেছে মাত্র, কে যেন আমার হাত চেপে ধরল । পিছন ফিরে দেখি রোজি আমার একহাত চেপে ধরেছে। আমি পুরো উলঙ্গ অবস্থায় ছিলাম। আমার নুনুটাতো একবারে লোহার মতো ষ্ট্রং হয়ে ছিল। লজ্জায় তো আমার মাথাটা হেট হয়ে যাচ্ছে। পালাবো না কি করবো কিছু বুঝে উঠতে পারছিনা। রোজি আমাকে বললো, কিরে আপার কিছু খেতে ইচ্ছে করছে, আপাকে সোহাগ করতে চাস তাই না। আমি যেন বোবা হয়ে গেছি। ও আস্তে করে উঠে বসল, তারপর আমার ধনটাকে হাতে নিয়ে বললো, আমি যদি কিছু চায় তুই কি খুব বেশি মাইন করবি। আমি বললাম না আমি কোন কিছু মনে করবো না। তো তাহলে এত লজ্জ্বা করছিস কেন। একটা মেয়ে এ রকম কথা কোন পরস্থিতিতে বলে জাসিনা। আই ভাই আজ রাতে আমাকে আদর করবি।আজ আমি তোর কাছে প্রাণ ভরে কাছ থেকে প্রাণ ভরে আদর পেতে চাই। আমার তো কুরবানি ঈদ দেখছি।আমি কিছু বুঝে উঠার আগেই রোজি আমার আমাকে কাছে টেনে জরিয়ে ধরে জড়িয়ে ধরে কিস করতে শুরু করলো। আমিও সমানতালে রিসপন্ড করতে শুরু করলাম। আস্তে করে ওর বা দিকের কমলাটায় হাত রাখলাম, আপা কেপে উঠলো। বলল যা দুষ্টু তুই খুব ডাকাত। কাল রাতে খুব যা করেছিস।তাহলে কাল রাতেও জানিস। হ্যা, বাধা দেয়নি কারণ আমিও তোকে কামনা করছিলাম। আপা আজকে তোকে খুব সুখ দেব, অনেক আদর করবো। এবলে আমি রোজিকে আলতো করে ঠোটে কিস করলাম আর রোজির দুদ দুইটা আস্তে আস্তে করে টিপতে থাকলাম। কালকেতো আপা তোর কমলা দুইটা খেতে পারি নি, আজ মজা করে খাবো। আপা শুধু কমলা কেন, আমাকে পুরোটাই খেয়ে ফেল। তারপর আস্তে করে, ফ্রি-পিচের হুকটা খুললাম, রাতে রোজি ব্রা পরে না থাকায় ওর কমলা দুইটা কাপড়ের আবরন থেকে বেরিয়ে আসল। তারপর আইসক্রিমের মতো করে দুধের বোটা দুইটা চুষতে থাকলাম। আমি যতই চুষছিলাম রোজির দুধ দুইটা শক্ত হয়ে উঠছিল, আর উত্তেজনাই বড় বড় নিশ্বাস নিচ্ছিল। ও যেন হাপিয়ে উঠেছে। রোজি আমাকে বুকের মাঝে শক্ত করে চেপে ধরলো, উত্তেজনায় বলছে আয় রাজিন আমার কাছে আয়, আরো কাছে খুব কাছে, আমার খুব কাছে আয়, তোকে আমার এখন খুব দরকার। আমি রোজির ভুকির দিকে হাত বাড়ালাম। দেখলাম আজ ওর ভোদায় এ একটাও চুল নেই সেভ করেছে। রোজি বলল তোর জন্যই আমি চুল গুলো পরিষ্কার করেছি। তোর জিনিসটা আমার মাঝে ঢুকা আমি আর সইতে পারছি না। তুইতো জানিস আমার এখন উড়তি য়োবন। আর এ বয়সে মেয়েদের সেক্স বেশি হয়। আই আর দেরি করিস না। প্রথমে একবার আমার রস বের করে দে তারপর আবার করিস, যত ইচ্ছা করি সারারাত ধরে। আমি আর এখন সহ্য করতে পারছি না তো স্পর্শ আমাকে মাতাল করে দিচ্ছে বলে রোজি আপা পা দুইটা ফাক করলো। আমি আপার ইচ্ছা মতো, ওর ফাকের মধ্যে লিংঙ্গ মুন্ডুটা লাগালাম, প্রথমে আসতে করে ঠেলা মারলাম। রোজির মুখ থেকে মাগো শব্দটি বেরিয়ে এল। আস্তে আস্তে চাপ দিতে থাকলাম। তারপর রোজির দুদ,পাছাতে হাত বুলাতে থাকলাম। তলপেটে কিস করলাম। কিন্তু নড়লাম না আমি ওর যোনির ভিতেরর গরমটা অনুভব করছিলাম। আপা বলল এ দুষ্ট ওটাকে ঢুকিয়ে দিয়ে চুপ আছিস কেন, নড়া চড়া করা। আমি আসতে আসতে গুতো মাতে শুরু করলাম। প্রতিটা গুতো যত জোরে মারছিলাম আমার আমাকে ততবেশী চেপে ধরছিল। আমার চুল খামচে ধরল । আমি আরো জোরে জোরে গুতো দিতে থাকলাম।আমার বলল দে রাজিন আরো জোরে দে লক্ষী ভাই আমার। মোটামটি সাত মিনিটের মাথায় আপার তলপেট ঠেলে বাকিয়ে উঠল। শরীরে মোচোর দিয়ে উঠল, আর চোখ দুইটা বন্ধ করে নিলো, আমার বুঝতে পারলাম যে ওর কামরস বের হওয়ার।আমি আরো জোরে জোরে গুতো মারতো লাগলাম আমারো বীর্য বের হয়ে আসলো। আপা তোর বর তোকে চুদে খুব বেশি মজা পাবে। তারপর আপা বলল তুই কমনা কিন্তু বাব্বা তোর ধনটার তেজ দারুণ। একন থেকে তুই আমার বরের অভাব পূরণ করে দিবি। আর আমি তোকে সবসময় আমার মধু খাওয়াবো। বলে আমাকে একটা ফ্রেঞ্চ কিস করল। সেদিন রাত থেকে আমারা ভাই বোনে দুজন দুজনের শরীর নিয়ে খেলার লাইন্সেস করেনিলাম।

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Porda chherar golpo

Porda chherar golpo

Amar bhagni Bidisha college-e pore, dak naam Payel. Boyesh 19. Lomba, khub phorsha shorir. Khub slim kintu shorir-e prochur dheu khele gechhe. Mai-gulo khub boro noy tobe uchiye thake ar gol gol tight pachha pichhone beriye thake. Tar opor mukh-ta khub mishti. Thot duto darun shundor shape are lal, jeno chumu khaoar jonyo toiri. Chhoto kore boy’s cut-e chhata chul.
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Payel-er ma, amar pistuto didi-o boyeshe-e pray ponchash-er kachhe holeo ekhono tar kotha bhebe majhe majhei bara khinchte hoy. Chhotobelay Kheyadi-ke chodar kotha bhebe je koto maal khoshiyechhi bolar noy. Or shorir ta borabori amar bhagni-r tulonay bhari chhilo, dudh jeno phete porto, cholar shathe shathe pachha dule uthto. Kintu Keyadi chhilo khub lajuk, college-e o para-te chhokrara oke niye matamati korleo, shahosh kore prem korte pareni, chodano to durer kotha. Amar bhagni, hoyto notun generation-er bolei kintu ekdom onyorokom. Khub smart, kotha-r phoara chhote ar barite lojja-shorom-er dhar-dharena. Barite gelei dekhi hot pants ba mini skirt pore achhe. Shundor shutham lomba lomba phorsha pa duto upper thigh theke drishshoman, onek shomoy skirt pore pa duto phak kore boshe panty-dhaka-gud-ta obdi dekha jay. Aar nojore to shobi dekhe nitam ar bari phire panty-te dhaka or gud-er kotha bhebe maal pheltam. Or abar nijer buddhi o chehera shommondhe besh ohongkar chhilo. Beshir bhag class-er chhele-meyeder boka mone korto o tader golpo bole barite hashahashi korto. Ami-o or shunojore thakar jonyo khub shaay ditam, mone mone asha chhilo je konodin baage pele or oi chhotto tight gud ta ami-i nebo. Or attitude-er jonyo o kono college-r chhele-ke beshi kachha-kachhi gheshtei dito na. Orao or hashi-thatta-te biddhosto hoye pechhu hathto. Tobe baire eto nak-uchu holeo bhitore bhitore Payel-er mone chodon khaoar ichchha aste aste baarchhilo.

Majhe majhei oder barite jokhon jetam shuntam Payel du-tolay nijer ghor-e porashuna korchhe. Er moddhye dui-tin bar or ghor-e oke dakte giye bondho dorjar moddhyo diye shunechhilam or mukh theke nana aoaj ashte “ aaaah …. aaaaaaah …. aaaaa.” Dakadaki korle kichhukkhon por uttor petam, “ mamu tumi niche jao … ami ektu pore ashchhi.” Amake ar bolte hoto na je meye-ta nishchoi gud-e angul chalachhe. Er por bhai-phonta’r din elo. Keyadi amay rate khabar jonyo daklo. Ar beshi rat kore gari chaliye bari phera mushkil bole bollo je rat-tao theke jash. Porer din shonibar, tai amio raji hoye gelam. Keyadi khub darun ranna kore khaoalo, khub nishtha bhore phonta dilo. Tarpor oboshyo ami o jamaibabu dujone mile prochur maal tanlam. Khaoar ektu porei dekhlam Payel nijer ghor-e uthe gelo. Onekkhon ami, Keyadi o Sunilda golpo korlam. Ami Keyadi-ke jor kore ektu maal khaoalam. Sunil-da hashte laglo. Oder dujoner-i tarpor besh ghum peye gelo. Keyadi amar shoar bondobosto korar por dujonei shute chole gelo. Keyadi jaoar age ekbar Payel-er ghor theke ghure elo. Bollo ekhono porchhe. Shute gelam, kintu kichhutei ghum ashchhilona. Kichhukkhon boi porlam. Tarpor barite paychari korte laglam. Sunildar nak-daka shunte parchhilam. Oder bedroom-e uki diye bujhlam dujonei ghumiye. Pash-phire shoa Keyadi’r mai-gulo dekhlam bichana-te chhorano. Oder ghor-theke beriye elam. Hothat chokhe porlo du-tola jaoar shirir mukhe alor pholok. Bujhte parlam Payel ekhono jege. Bara-ta ektu nore uthlo. Ei chhuto-te Payel-er shongge rat-e ektu eka-eka golpo kora jabe, nishchoi night-dress pore thakbe. Tahole ghore phire ektu or langto shorir-er kotha bhebe maal khoshano jabe. Tahole hoyto ghum-o ashbe.

Opore uthe gelam. Dorja-ta dekhlam bondho, kintu tola diye alo dekha jachchhe. Bujhlam Payel jege achhe. Dorjatate aste toka dilam. Kono shara nai. Abar toka dilam. Tao kono uttor nei. Light jaliye ghumiye porlo naki? Aste kore thela dilam. Dorja-ta khule gelo. O bodh hoy lagate bhule giyechhilo. Khulei chokh gelo Payel-er desk-er dike. Computer-e close-up-e dekha jachchhe, ekta biraat bara ekta gand-e prochondo jore dhukchhe ar berochchhe. Tar ektu porei dekhalo ekta langto meye, bideshini, hoyto 17/18 bochhor hobe. She mukh diye ekta kalo dhon chushchhe, tar tolate shoa aro ekta 40/45 bochhorer kalo purush tar gud chudchhe ar tar pichhon theke arekta purush, tar o oirokomi boyesh, tar pod-e bara dhukachchhe. Kintu obak hoye gelam dekhe tar shamner drishsho. Amar shundori bhagni Payel computer-er shamne shompurno langto obosthay chair-e bosha. Pichhon theke tar khola pith or pachhar opor ar side dekhte parchhi. Pagoler moto tar ek haat cholchhe payer moddhye. Ar ek haat buker kachhe ki jeno khimche khimche dhorchhe. Puro shorir-tai jeno opore thele deoa. Majhe-majhei mukh diye osphuto shob aoaj berochchhe. Bujhte parlam Payel gud-er gorom metachchhe. Aste othocho sposhto shore daklam – Payel!

Jeno electric shock kheye chomke uthlo! Ghure darate giye paer shongge chair-er pa joriye gelo. Porte porte shamle nilo. Ami tokhon lobhi drishtite bhagni-r gud ar mai-er shobha dekhchhi jachiye jachiye. Gud-er thoth duto phule royechhe – norom norom golapi ar ashpasher chul bheja. Silk-er moto guder chul. Mai duto motamuti chhoto kintu bonta gulo besh boro boro chokha hoye royechhe. Chhoto meyer mai boro korte kotodin-i ar shomoy lage! Anguler chimti kheye kheye mai-er bota gulo lal. Tobe ekhon shara shorir, shara mukh payel-er lojja-te lal hoye gechhe. Mukher dike takate parchhe na. Nije lyangto kheyal hotei ek haath diye gud are ek haath diye mai dhakar cheshta korchhe. Ki phorsha shorir, tate gud-er kaalo chul ar mai-er halka chocolate-pink bota ki darun-i dekhachchhe. Ami bollam, ki re ki korchhili? Ma-ke porashuna korchhi bole joto shob nongrami? Ar ki dekhchhish ei shob tui? Ei tuku boyeshe? Chhi Chhi … tor bhabna chinta to ekdom rendi-der moto dekhchhi. Chhelera eishob kore, meyera kore naki? Dara kal shokalei ami tor make bolchhi!

Na na please mamu na … chitkar kore uthlo Payel. Please please please. Ami tomar paye porchhi. Bole shotti shotti nijer gud ar mai-er kotha bhule doure eshe nijer lyangto shorir niye amar paer opor porlo. Tarpor pore phupiye kandte laglo. Ami tokhon or pith ar pachha guloke dekhchhi. Kepe kepe uthchhe kannate. Gol gol tight phorsha pachhagulo dekhe to amar bara ekebare jangiar bhetore laph diye uthlo. Ami kichhu bollam na … tate aro bhoy peye Payel bolte thaklo … please mamu please … please. Ami tokhon or haath duto dhore oke tene amar shamne dar koralam. O tokhono phupiye jachchhe. Pashe tene nilam. Tarpor or mukhtake buker kachhe tene niye bollam. Keno tui eishob korish bol to. Ki dorkar. Tui eto shundor meye. Aste aste dan haathta ghuriye or ekta mai-er opor rakhlam. Or shorir ta ektu shokto hoye gelo kintu kichhu bollo na. Tokhono olpo olpo kandchhe. Amar dike takachhe na. Tor gud eto gorom hoyechhe. Tui jodi amay ekbar bolti mamu amay ektu chude dao ami ki ‘na’ kortam? Hothat Payel aro jore phupiye uthlo. Ami tokhon or mai ta niye olpo olpo tipte shuru korechhi ar chotkate shuru korechhi. Bota ta ebar dui angule niye khela korte shuru korlam. Payel ekbar pichhu hothte cheshta korlo. Ami tokhon amar bodyta thik or pechhone niye elam ar onyo haathtao onyo mai-te diye mai-gulo ek shongge ador korte thaklam.

Norom norom phorsha phorsha mishti duto mai. Ei prothom kono purush Payel-er mai te haath dilo. Mukhta diye ebar or gharer kachhe ar golar pichhone ojosro chumu khete thaklam ar bolte thaklam. Na shona ami tor ma ke kichhu bolbo na. Ami toke konodin kichhu baron korechhi? Amar Payel shona-ke ki konodin kichhu ‘na’ korte pari? Amar payel-er gud-er groom je or shona mamu mitiye debe. Payel shore jete cheshta korlo. Amar barata tokhon or pachhar phake pray dhuke gechhe. Or norom tultule ga, gaye shundor gondho. Ami tokhon or mai duto jore jore chotkachhi ar ghare chhoto chhoto kamor dite shuru korechhi. Pachhu ta amar barar opor theke shoriye nite gelei ami gorje uthlam … kothay jachchhish rendi … toke ajke ekta shikkha diye chharbo … kebol chheleder naker tolay guder gondho chhorano hoy … na? khub moja peyechho? … render moto bhabna chinta korbe ar bhalo sheje thakbe … shali tor etoi jodi guder gorom to chup kore ami ja bole jabo tai korbi … noyto kalkei tor mayer shamne toke lyangto kore debo. Er por Payel ojhore kandte shuru kore dilo. Ami tokhon abar shamne giye or mukhtate chumu khete khete bollam. Door pagli ei shob keu janbe naki. Eta to amader secret. Ar toke eka eka nijer jol khoshate hobe na. Tor mamui tor shob dekha shona korbe. Dekhbi koto moja pabi. Ar shob meyederi to eishob shikhe rakha uchit. Noyto borke khushi korbi ki kore ba chakri korle bosske khushi korbi ki kore? Achha achha aaye tui ebar ektu sho amar shongge … tarpor dekh bhalo lage ki na. Lyangto norom phorsha shorir take nijer shorir-er shongge lagiye niye or khat-er dike egolam. Or kanna tokhon ektu dhorechhe tobe phupachchhe. Ebar aste aste khat-er shamne dar kore or payer majhkhane aste kore hat dilam … bheja chul-er modhyo diye norom phola gorom gud-er chhoya pelam. Payel shiure uthlo. Tarpor aste kore thele dilam meye-take khater opore. O hama diye khat-e kichhu ta egiye gelo. Ar ami or tight tight pachha-r moddhye or chul-e bhora gud-ta dekhte dekhte amar jama chharte shuru korlam. O ek pashe mukh nichu kore shuye thaklo. Pa duto ek shongge kore, ekta hat diye nijer mai dheke. Nije-ke lyangto kore phele hete gelam khat-er pashe or mukh-er kachhe. Or chokh-er shamne amar shokto mota gorom bara-ta jhuliye rakhlam. O archokhe amar bara ar mukh-er dike takate laglo.

Ami bollam … shore sho shona … amay bichhanay ashte de. O joro shoro hoye kichhu-ta shorlo. Or kanna tokhon shukiye gechhe. Or kopale chokher opor bisrosto chul eshe pore oke darun dekhachchhe. Ami pashe ashtei o chokh buje nilo. Ami amar shorir-ta or shong-ge puro thekiye dilam tarpore or hat gulo or mai theke shoriye or dike phire oke puro shorir diye japte dhorlam. Or mai-er bontar opor nijer buk-ta lagiye ki aram!!!! Amar tokhon mal pray pore pore. Erokom norom shundor notun shorir kotodin chudini. Amar pubic region ta or pubic region-er shong-ge thekiye dilam ar aste kore ghoshte shuru korlam…. O ebar abar ektu kede uthlo. Ami ebar amar mukh-ta diye or mukh –ta khule jibh-ta shoja or mukhe dhukiye dilam ar norom tul-tule thot duto-ke kamrate shuru korlam. Aste aste o chit hoye gel aar amar puro shorir diye payel-er norom gorom shorir-ta upobhog korlam. O chokh buje roilo. Ami or shara mukh-e gola-te chumu khete thaklam. Aste aste or nishshash aro taratari porte laglo. Tokhon mukh chhere ami amar shonamoni-r mai o bonta gulo ador korte mukh shoralam. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Ki norom, sponge-er moto norom, malai-er moto phorsha mai duto. Amar dike cheye royechhe, mamu-ke dudh khaoabe bole. Dui haat diye or mai kochlate ar makhte laglam, norom norom mai duto tipchhi ar Payel hash-phash kore uthchhe. Tolay bujhte parchhi or gud-ta gorom hote shuru korechhe. Or pa-duto hatu diye phak kore amar bara-take or gud-er mukh-e lagiye dilam alto kore. Bara-theke tokhon ektu ektu ros berote shuru korechhe. Edike jibh diye tokhon Payel-er botagulor shongge khela korte laglam. O moja peye shiure shiure uthte laglo ar aste aste pa duto or ojantei aro phak hote thaklo. Ekta bota-te mukh diye ashe pashe jibh-ta ghorai, tarpor hoyto opore ektu jibhta diye flick kori. Tokhon Payel olpo olpo katrani shuru korechhe. … aaah … aah … bujhlam rendi ebar shob bhule shorir-er moja nichchhe. Kotojoner hoy ei bhagyo! Mamu-r adorer choda khaoa!

Abar dui haat diye Payel-er mishti mukh-ta dhore mukhe, chokhe, ghare ojosro chumu dite thaklam. Kaner loti-r pichhone mukh ar nak niye giye ador korte thaklam. Chumu kheye kheye mukh lal hoye gelo amar bhagnir. Or shara shorir gorom hoye uthechhe onubhob korlam. Ami ekhon or opore shoya, amar leora ta or norom gud-er chule ghosha khachchhe. Bujhte parlam gud theke ros berochchhe prochur. Ebar Payel-er gola o ghar chhoto kamore bhoriye dilam. Or shorir amar dike uchiye uthlo. Magi or mukh amar mukher dike uthiye dilo. Bujhlam o aro chay, o amay chay shara shorir diye. Ebar thoter kachhe mukh nitei thot bariye dilo. Prochondo jore ami thot diye or thot khule amar jibh dhukiye dilam. O jibher shongge jibh joriye amar shongge prochondo khela korte laglo. Ami jibh shoriye or thote kamore kamore lal kore dilam. Jokhon mukh shoriye nilam, o chokh buje pore roilo ghore. Ebar amar shoriro prochondo gorom hoye uthechhe. Dui haat ar mukh diye or shara ga jaapte joriye ador korte thaklam. Or pith, or buk, pet, pachha prochondo bhabe rograte laglam. O kepe kepe uthte laglo … or shorir-e jhor boye jachchhe bujhte parlam … erpor or thigh-er norom mishti mangshe nijeke dubiye dilam. Chumu khete laglam ar chhoto chhoto kamor. Aste aste gud-er dike egote laglam … ohhhhh … ki mishti norom gondho ar swad … Amar bara-ta tokhon lafate shuru korechhe. Keboli bolchhe dhukiye de … amay dhukiye diye maagir phuto-tay … amay dhukiye de … phatiye de or gud…

Payel-er thigh tokhon kapchhe … amar mukh tokhon or gud-er kachhe … o bujhte parchhe ebar gud-e mama-r mukh-er chhoa pabe. Ekbar dirgho nishshash phele mukh-ta shoriye or gud-ta bhalo kore dekhe nilam. AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … ki mishti … ki kochi … kumarir gud … phule-r koli-r moto golapi-lal … phutte unmukh hoye royechhe … norom bheja chul diye ghera. Mukhta egiye diye oi phuler papri-ke alto kore chhulam. Payel-er shorir majhkhan theke beke gelo ar or pachha ar gud khat theke uthe elo. Payel-er mishti gud-er gondhe pray amar mal phelar obostha hoye gelo ar ki! Tobe kochi meye-take arektu moja deoar ichchha holo. Konodin to ashol chodon kake bole janeni … Mamur kachhei shikhuk ashol chodoner moja. Jibh diye or phulo phulo thoter baireta tai chat-te laglam. Tobe khub shabdhane jate or uchiye thaka kone chhoa na lage. Payel chhotphot korte thaklo ar haat diye nijer kon tate aram dite gelo. Bujhlam rendi nijeke aram diye diye besh expert hoye gechhe. Jor kore or haat ta shoriye dilam ar phuto-r chardhare or phola phola papri-te dhaka gud-ke chumu dite thaklam. Payel tokhon kokate shuru korechhe, or thigh kapchhe ar gud-er phuto diye ros berochchhe. Kebol ‘Mamu … Mamu’ bolchhe tokhon. Ami tokhon hothat phak tate jibh diye chat-te laglam … tokhono kon-take bachiye. Rendi shongge shongge or phuto-take amar mukher opore ghoshatate laglo. Ami betir pachha-te jorse ekta chor marlam ‘tham rendi … toke kokhon chudbo ta ami thik korbo.’

Payel abar phopate ar kokate laglo, er moddhye abar chesta korlo nijer phuto-te angul dhokabar. Jor kore or haat-ta shoriye ebar jibh-ta or phuto-te dhukiye dilam … lengto kochi meye-tar gud-er madokotay maal-ta beriye gelo ar ki! Jibh take majhkhane phank kore, shokto kore ekta roll-er moto pakiye maagir gud-e kebol dhukachchhi ar ber korchhi. Majhe majhe jibh giye thekchhe kumarir pordate ar mon bolchhe ekhoni leora dhukiye maagi-r porda ta chhire di. Payel tokhon pray kede phele ar ki. Ami jei bujhchhi o ebar jol khoshate chollo omni jibhta ber kore nichchhi. Payel pagoler moto bolte laglo ‘o Mamu .. amay chhere dao … o mamu … tomar paye pori … amay chhere dao … amay aaram korte dao … mamu amay aram korte dao.’ Ami sheshe or kon-e jibh dite laglam … meye-ta ebar pagoler moto kon-ta mar mukhe ghoshte laglo ar uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh korte laglo. Prochondo jore ros berote laglo or gud diye. Gud-er bhetor tokhon jol thoi thoi korchhe. Thik shei shomoy ami mukh tule nilam or kon theke … Payel kede uthlo … ‘mamu mamu … na … na .. o ma go … o ma.’ Bollam ‘oto shohoje toke jol khoshate debo? Aage Mamur leora chushbi na shona?’

Bolei opekkha na kore shoja shore giye or mukher opor amar leora-ta niye gelam. Or oi kochi mishti norom thot-dekhe ar thakte parlam na. Shoja bara-take dhukiye dilam. O oto boro bara shamne dekhe bhoy bhoy chaichhilo. Ebar jokhon mukhe dhokate gelam thot-ta khulte bhoy pelo. Ami or matha dhore oke khat-e tene tullam ar chul dhore or mukh-take poorer dike tule thap mere amar bara-ta dhukiye dilam. Diye or mukh-e prochondo jore jore thap marte thaklam. Payel-er pray chokh beriye jabar jogar. Bollam ‘chosh rendi … chosh … noyto aj toke emon chudbo je baaper naam bhule jabi.’ O pranpone amar bara choshar cheshta korte laglo. Kintu or mukh chhoto, asto purusher bara nite obhyesh nei. Ektu porei kebol mukhe rakhtei o himshim khete thaklo. Amar bara-ta tokhon phule phepe shokto hoye ek bishal aakar dharon korechhe. Bujhte parchhi amar dhoirjor shimao ekhon chhariye jachchhe.

Ebar tai ashol chodoner toiari korte lege gelam. Payel-er payer phanke angul dhukiye dilam ar angul diye maagike chudte thaklam … tobe beshi door dhukate parchhilam na karon or porda-ta tokhono royechhe. Or kon-take ebar ghoshte laglam angul diye jore jore. Pyel ebar nijer gud-ta amar haat-er shongge prochondo jore rograte shuru korlo. Amio or kon-take shei taale taalei dol-te thaklam. Sheshe abar Payel-er thigh gulo kapte laglo ar amar haat diye ros gorate laglo. Meyeta ebar jeno jol khoshiyei chharbe! O dui haat diye amay jaapte dhorechhe ar kebol ekmon diye nijer shukh neoar cheshta korchhe. ‘Mamu … o mamu … o mamu’ ek shore bole jete laglo.

Meye-ta tokhon pagoler moto amar anguler opor nijer kon-take ghoshchhe. Ar kono dike hush nei … kebol ki kore shorir-er bhitor dheu tule jol khoshabe. Angul pray bhenge jaye! Magi-r chosh kheye amar bara tokhon phat-te cholechhe. Chokher shamne Payel-er dudu-gulo bota uchiye dol khachchhe, phule tight hoye royechhe. Chokh boja … kebol mukh diye taale taale ‘uh … ahhh’ shobdo hochchhe. Ar dhore rakha jabe na …Prochondo ek chor koshalam Payel-er norom mishti mukhe-e. AHHH! Shnghatik chechiye uthlo meyeta … Angul-er upor theke or kon shore gelo. Or haat chole gelo mukh-e ar jor-e kandte shuru korlo. Ami er jonyoi opekkha korchhilam. Dilam amar mota gorom bara ek dhakka-te kichhuta dhukiye or kochi kumari gud-er phutote. Or mukh ha hoye gelo. Oke ar bojhar kono shomoy na diye prochondo jore thap mere mere thele dhukte thaklam or shei gorom shorir-er modhye. Or deoal gulo khimche dhorlo baratake. Prochondo tight, prochondo gorom … bara theke maal praye beriye jaye. Kintu ar deri korle cholbe na … ei dhakka-te na korte parle … daat khichiye dui haat diye or pa dutoke ekdom phak kore dilam. Rendi bujhte parlo … shongge shongge pa duto tule amar dui kaadher dui dik diye gola akre dhorlo … porda-te giye theklo bara. Ami dui thigh dhore prochondo dhakka marlam … chhiro debo shali-r haramjadi-r porda … dhok shala dhok … ne beti … ne rendi … mamar bara ne … toke bachcha diye chharbo … ne mamar maal tor bhitore … kha mamar chodon, haramjadi, khanki magi …

Payel prochondo chitkar kore uthlo … Ami o chechiye uthlam … shob badha chire amar baara ebar khal-e dhuke gelo … thaap marte thaklam … prochondo jore nishash porchche … kono dike hush nei … kebol bujhte parchhi Payel tokhon-o chechachchhe thap-er taal-e taal-e … aaaaah … aaaaah …. Aaaaaah … ar parchhi na …. Ar parchhi na … khepe khepe maal phelte thaklam bhagni-r kumari gud-e … dui haat-e akre dhorlam or norom gorom bheja shorir ar bara-take bar bar jor diye diye screw-er moto dhukate thaklam ar protita maal-er bindu ningre ningre bar korte thaklam … Ei na Mamar ashirbaad!

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My Sweet Sexy Sonia Aunty

My Sweet Sexy Sonia Aunty

amr thik kheyal nai last kobe ami amar sweet sonia k dekhesilam,ki bolbo amar jodio aunty chilo kintu or proti all time amar akta weakness chilo.so akhon asol story bola jak.

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amar Mother er Village Bikrumpur a to amar Ar akta aunty j kina sonia er cousine amr ammar apon choto bon tar biye thik hoisilo 29/06/2010 tarikh a.to jothriti ami college theke class kore aka chole gelam amar nanir basai.Amar BABA Sobar boro jamai tai unar resposibilities aktu beshi,amar abba  Agei amma k niya Chole gesilo ar ami amar moto pore astesilam (Amar sathe Sonia er Akta Valo Relation  Ase).kintu ami ok kokhono sex er nojore dekhi nai.to ami class sesh kore allmost 8 tar moddhe pouche gelam.ami khub tired silam tai sonia amar jonno Lebur Sorbot niya aslo dekhlam j o sorbot dewar somoi amar dike takiye akta hasi dilo ami bollam haso kano? ki hoise toamr o ki biya thik hoise naki?Amm amak bollo o ajka frist sari porse to tai sobar age toke dekhanor jonno sorbot naiya aschilo ar tui dili ore ragaia.ami tokhon bujhi nai kisu akta hobe . Amar mama and amder akta ovvash hoilo jokhon amra gram a jai tokhon sobai aksathe ghuri akta boro gang er moto hoi amader. all on a sudden loadsheeding hoilo ar gram to tai minimum 2.30 hrs lagbe tai sobai thik korlo j Nodir pare ghurte jabe kintu amar jabar kono iccha chilo na sobai boltesilo jabar jonno kintu onek tired and ourney korar karone amar onek headache hoitesilo.jak tobuo jaite hoilo.to amra sobai nodir pare gol hoia daria adda martesilam,amar headache thakar karone ami half dariya silam amar hatute haat diya daraiya silam,sonai bollo matha ki beshi betha naki mai bollam ha onek betha hoitese,o amr pashe ase daralo and bollo mathe ta ki  aktu  matha ta tipe debo,ami dao bolar agei o start kore side to frist 5 min valoi normally dtoitesilo aktu pore amar mone hoilo ja o amar matha ta k  jano or buker sathe misanor jonno chesta kortese,aste aste amio or behaviour a orom hoite laglam,kintu upai nai tai  ami sore gelam,and basi ase khawa dawa kore golpo korte boslo sobai and ami suite aslam,amar family onek free taiaamra sob polapn aksathe akta room er upor tola niye nilam,to dhalao bisana j jar sathe j vabe sute pare,amar ovvash jar sathe sui na kano amar haat ba paa karo upore ajia na ba amar upore kew dile ama rghum o bhenge jai,to ami sobar agei ghumia porsilam tai amar sathe k suise ta dekhar kono time silo na,ami amar moto ghumie porsilam,hotath mai fell korlam aja amar upor akta haat ama rmatha ta naira ditesilo,amar valoi lagtesilo tai kisu ar boli nai,hotath oi hath amar matha theke amar buke chole aslo and slowl ups and down hoite laglo and then ami onuvob  parlam ja  aita Sonai er hath,ami ok soranor chesta korlam kintu tar agei o amak pichon theke joria dorloa aj mai ok sarate parlam na,amio to manush ki ar bolbo amio hot hoia gelam,ar ki korar mai to control haronor moto obostah,ami just ai kothe tuku bolte parlam sobai koi tokhon bujhte parlam ja matro loadsheedin hoise and onek hot jar karone sobai hatet gese mai ghume silam tai kew amaki dak dei nai,ami ar kisu boli nai ok dhoira amar upore niya aslam and or dike takia dekahlam or face ta onek sweeta lagtesilo ami vule gelam ja ata amar Ammar Cousine,ami ok akta aste kore li kiss korlam and then ami ok  kisu koralam na kisukhon amar upore thake  pore o amk akta jore thaisa kiss korlo,ami akdom full hot ki ar kora amio or kiss  er response korlam,and ok joria dhorlam,aste aste or kamiz ta upore tule dilam and amr samne 28 size er duita bol chole aslo ami dui hathe tipta laglam,ami jut akta ques koral ja kortesi ta ki thik hoitese ki na ,o just bollo ja kisu jnae na janta Chaio na.bash mai oik half nangta kore or Vodai mar baam hat dilam dekhalm j vija vija lagtese,amd then mai ok amr upor theke niche niye aslam and or vodai amar dhon ta set kore aste akta chaap dilam o dekhlam aktu baka hoia uthlo,mai aktu aste kore amar pura 6.5 inch dhon ta dukhia dilam.amd ok ami  pari 15-20 min ok thapalm.ami or vadai maal falai naik ajne ki hoi,porer din amra j ajr kaje bsy silam and pore sonia amk akta Letter disilo sobar ojante,pore likhbo Naginar kache Auntyr Love Lrtter.

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Shakil Ahmed (Shakil) ekjon 23 bochorere togboge jubok, dhakar ekta reputed firm er software engineer
Baba Imtiaj ahmed ekjon dhoni ebong khub e besto businessman. Tar stree Mrs. Kamrunnahar Renu ekjonn ekti junior college er head mistress. Uni ekti social organization er ekjon nam kora shodoshsho o bote. Uni shob shomoy shundor vabe thaken dress poren khub e conservatively, shadharonoto sharee e beshi poren ar jokhon kono social kaj e jan tokhon shada sharee poren.
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Jehetu Imtiaj shaheb o Mrs. Kamrunnahar Renu shob shomoy e busy thakten tai Shakil er porashona hoyeche ekti boarding school e. Imtiaj shaheb o Mrs. Kamrunnahar Renu er shamajik status khub e upor e. shobai e tader k khub e shonman koren.

Shob kichur baire shakil er ekta khub gopon fantasy ache ja khub e kharap o perverted. Shakil sheta khub valo kore e jane kintu kichu korte parena. Tar er thinking tar jonno mone mone o khub oporadh bodh e o bhoge. Or ei perverted chinta ti or nijer maa Mrs. Kamrunnahar Renu k niye. Diner belay emnite Shakil khub friendly tar maa Mrs. Kamrunnahar er shathe politics, kheladhula, shomaj etc niye pray e maa er sathe tar onek alochona hoy. Kintu raat hole e shakil er mathay agun dhore jay. Ekdin o or room e eka shuye shuye or moner dirty perverted chinta gulo korchilo ar ammu k niye. Chita korchilo j or lokhkhi, vodro, religious ammu k vebe vebe j koto litre maal feleche tar kono hishab nei.

Eshob ashole shuru hoyechilo o jokhon porashona korto tokhon theke. Chittagong e o jokhon engineering course korto. Shakil prochur choti boi porto tokhon ar or shobche prio chilo maa-chele incest story. Ekrate o jokhon erokom ekta golpo pore khechchilo thik tokhon e or ammu oke Dhaka  theke hostel er phone e phone korlo. Shakil er khub raag holo tokhon . erokom shomoy e disturbe korar kono mane e hoyna. Shedin Mrs. Kamrunnahar Shakil er shathe as usual kotha bollo. Shakil kono rokom e nijeke manage korlo o maa k bujhte dilo na j o etokhkhon ki korchilo. Phone rekhe shakil doure abar room e gelo ebong punoray khecha shuru korlo. Golpo tate ekta chele or maa k rape korche khub wildly. Jokhon puro climax ta elo hotath kore e shakil er chokher shamne ekta sexy body veshe uthlo. It wasn't of any actresses or girls, but of Shakil's beloved mother Mrs. Kamrunahar Renu.

Shakil kichute e tar ghono thok thoke maal ar dhore rakhte parlona. Shara bichanar chador vijiye dilo or maal e. the bed after the best orgasm he ever had. He felt like going mad. It was a mix of emotions and feelings. Erpor Shakil er khub guilty feelings hote laglo o decide korlo j ar eshob dirty bepar niye chinta korbena. Kintu abar raat ele e shei sexy body tar priotoma maa Mrs. Kamrunnahar chole ashe tar mone. Shakil er ammu mrs. Kamrunnahar ekjon fair plump mohila. Boyosh 46. unar dudh 2 ta ektu jhola hole o besh boro. Unar thigh gulo o khub e shondor. Ar pacha ta biraat boro. Very flashy. Matha vorti chul Mrs. Kamrunnahar er. Jodi o eishob chinta khub e kharap nongra o perverted kintu idaning shakil er ratrer chinta bolte ei ekta e.

Ar ekdin er ghotona –

Shakil tar hostel e suitcase theke tar ekta family photo bar korlo. Or baba o ma er pasha pashi chobi.
Shakil er dhon ta lafachche. Shudhu dekholo or maa er much ta. dark yellow saree te or dike takiye hashche. Shakil had never thought about his mother in such a way. But, now he just couldn't control seeing his plump ripe sex bomb mother. Shakil photo ta vaj korlo jate shudhu or maa er chobi ta dekha jay. Tar por shuru korlo picture ta te chumano. Pagol er moto chunu khete laglo ar chat te laglo chobita. Kichukhkhon er modhdhe e shakil or maa er chobi ta k bichanar upor rekhe tar upor ekgada maal fello.

Shei din theke maa Mrs. Kamrunnahar shakil er ekmatro khechar elemnt hoye gelo. Proti raat e maa er chobi dekhe, maa er 2 thot ar beshesh kore voraat vari pod kolpona kore dhon khechto. Shakil er kache or maa ere k album photo enechilo jokhon o hostel e eshechilo. Shudhu tai noy. O or maa er besh kichu chobi computer e scan kore rekheche. Shakil er ekta huge collection ache downloaded Mother-son stories. Shakil sheshob story te tar maa er nam diye diyeche ar cheler name r jaygay tar nam jure diyeche emon ki babar name r jaygay or babar nam o diye diyeche. Kichudin er vetor e o internet e incest chat o shuru kore diyeche. Ekhon shakil barite thake barite boshe boshe e o internet e incest chat kore. Dhaka te or besh koyekjon incest chat friend ache. Tara or khub valo bondhu. Ora oder fantasy share kore shakil er shathe. Are shakil er o vishon valo lage oder shathe nongra nongra vasha bebohar kore nijeder maa der name nongra oncest chat korte.

Ekdin raat e shakil or ek incest bondhur shathe voice chat korchilo. Or abbu tokhon bebshar kaj e bankok e. Tokhon shakil pura nangta hoye . chat korar shomoy o or ammur ekta nongra panty ar ekta bra niye chat kore bra ta o or mukhe alto kore bedhe rakhe ar panty ta or dhon er shathe lagiye rakhe. Shakil shobshomoy chita kore j or ammur bishaal pacha ta o jiv diye chatche. Ar 2 hat diye ammur paka pod ta tipche. Tarpor ammu k mone mone achcha kore chude maal fele ghumiye pore. Pordin shokal e o abar shanto shishto vodro chele hoye jay.
Shei raat e at around 11 O'clock, Shakil er bondhu call korlo. Shakil tokhon chat e ache tai or line e ok nap eye bariri onno phon e phon korlo. Oi phon tat hake mrs. Kamrunnahar er room e. mrs. Kamrunnahar ektu birokto holo eto raat e phon korar jonno. Tarpor shakil er room er dike chollo. Shakil er room er dorja khola, uni dorja ta fak kore ghor e dhuklen ar tarpor ja dekhlen tate unar matha ta ghure uthlo. Shakil or computer table e shompurno nangto hoye chat korche. Aro obak holo jokhon dekhlo j o or mukhe ekta bra ar or nunu te ekta panty joriye chat korche. Aro kache gelen shakil er. Aro vishon obak hoye uni lokkho korlen j oi bra ar panty ta tar nijer. Ajke dupur e bathroom e khule rekhechilen. Computer er screen e ekta mohilar chobi jekhane mohilati tar pachata 2 hat diye puro faak kore dhoreche. mrs. Kamrunnahar hotobak hoye gelen jokhon dekhlen j oi chobir cheharati ashole tar. Unar bujhte baki roilona j ei matha kata chobi jora laganor kaj ti tar chele nije e koreche. Tini chat screen e dekhte pelen lekha ache…- "Aaahhh!!, haan yaaaaa, chosho, unngghhh!!!, amar my sexy ammu, aahh!!,amar ammu tar pachata fak kore dhoreche...aahh, aaaahhhh!!!..amar nongra ammu reeee….. ahhh..what an ass..oooh!!!". mrs. Kamrunnahar just couldn't believe herself. Her own beloved son!!!..Looking at Shakil uttering those vulgar words,

mrs. Kamrunnahar ekjol shikhkhika, shomaj e tar ekta shonman ache. mrs. Kamrunnahar er mone holo ranna ghor theke ekta boti ene chele k kop diye 2 tukra kore dite. She pray chitkar kore bole uthlo SHAKIL !!! "Oh My god!!!!!!... tumi eshob ki korcho?!?!?". Shakil jeno vut dekhar moto laf diye uthlo "Oh Shit... ammu…!!!" "Oh chi….chi….chi….!!... tumi erokom ulongo keno?..KI KORCHO TUMI AMAR PANTY NIYE?!?!.. CHI….CHI….CHI….!!! my picture as a whore!!!... disgusting... You sick boy...Is this what turns you on? ... Huh?... Is it?...you bastard..dirty pervert ...
Seeing your mother's...ohh.. licking your mother's ...ohh God!! SHAKIL OR AMMUR 2 PA CHEPE DHORLO "AMMU , please amake khoma kore dao, ami ar jibone o erokom korbona". "kintu tumi chat korcho tomar nijer maa shathe sex niye? Me? Tumi ki tai korte chao? Chi….chi….chi…..tumi tomar maa k kolpona koro???.. My God....tomar nijer maa... ki shahosh tomar... thik ache ami tomake emon shokhshsa debo- nongra chele... ami tomar abbu k bole debo. Ashuk she bari. Tomar pither chamra tule debe. Dekhi tumi ar ki ki likhecho chat e? shakil k dhakka diye uni or chair e boshlen chat screen dekhar jonno. Shakil pran pon e ammu k badha debar cheshta korlo. "ammu ..naaa. ami..but..pleassee...don't" ammu...Please amake ebar er moto maf kore dao... Please ebar er moto maf kore dao... ami promise korchi ar kono din eshob korbo na...Please abbu k bolo na..tumi chat screen dekhona.. . Mrs. Kamrunnahar porlen. Pore atke uthlen shei shob vasha ja lekha ache  chat e "oh my God!!! ami sexbomb???..putki mara magi?... tomar nijer maa?.. ya allah....tumi amar joni chushte chao amar..nongra..amar nijer chele eshob likheche? such a pervert.tumi jano ? You know about my status in society??. Chokh fete jol elo Shakil er. She abar o bollo,"Oh ammu please... Please don't tell abbu...Please amake maf kore dao... Please... lease forgive me...kintu ammu tumi khub..... ohhh..I just cannot control.." mrs. Kamrunnahar chitkar kore uthlen- "You dirty pervert..talking to others about having sex with your mother..saying things so dirty..like..smelling my ass!! Amar pacha shukbe tumi? Oh…ki shangghatik….amar nijer chele..tar nijer maa k?, tumi janona? J maa ekjon manus her shobche shonmaniyo? Shekhane tumi .. masturbate koro as.. Open my ass and ...oh God!!... mrs. Kamrunnahar er ei shob kotha shune shakil aro gorom hoye uthlo. Shakil maa er dike takalo

shakil dekhlo or nijer maa Mrs. Kamrunnahar saree pore dariye ache. Monitore er dike jhuke thakay unar achol er faak diye blows er dud her khaj sposhto dekha jachce mrs. Kamrunnahar tar bokuni chaliye jachchen "Wanting to fuck your own mother... My God...nijer maa er pachay chumu khete chao...ke shikhiyeche tomake eshob? Bolo k shikhiyeche? ay chele? Tomar lojja korena?

Hothath shakil er ki holo o bujhte parlona. Achomka or ammu k tene or kole boshiye dilo. Shakil ar nijeke control korte parchena. Ammu k chumate shuru koredilo. Onno hat e ammur mota pacha ta achomka tipte shuru kore dilo. mrs. Kamrunnahar jeno nijer chokh k biswas korte parche na".... ya allah...ki korcho?...Oh shakil, no... Stop. Stop it this instant... tumi!!!!.. ami tomar maa... touba touba!!... .. chi….chi….. eta paap...kuttar bachcha char…char…. Tumi amar chele... aaahhh... na shakil na... mmmmm... tumi ki shotti e chao shakil? Shakil pagol er moto mrs. Kamrunnahar navite chumu khete khete bollo "Ohhh ha ammu, ha...ami tomar shorir chai.. mmm ...chumma...mmaaa.....You are mine my .. aaaahh" Shakil ammur dudh 2 ta tipche vigorously. Mrs. Kamrunnahar nijeke ar control korte parlen na. cheler shathe she shokti te kuliye uthte parchen ne. shorir ta kemon jeno korche jokhon Shakil tibro jore tar gol gal mota pacha ta tioche ar govir navi te pagol er moto chumu khachche. Shakil kaner headphone ta chure fele dilo ar ammur sharee ta tene upor e othate laglo. "Oh Noo..amar nijer chele amar shathe ei shob nongra kaj korte chachche. Chi…chi…chi…....tar nijer maa er shathe? Hotath Mrs. Kamrunnahar er ki holo uni nije o bujhlen na. nije o to ekta rokto mangsher meye manush. Tar o to ekta sharirik chahida ache

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Hi! 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. Read More

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.

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Chodon Sukh (Bangla Golpo)-2

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.” Read More

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

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