Barite maja 3

Kichu din por Piya didi anno shore MBA porte colle gelo aar barite khali ami aar maa roye gelam karon aba nijer kaje praye sab somey baire baire ghurte thakten. Goto du mashe baba barite khali 4-5 diner jonno chilen. Ami khali maa ke chokhe chokhe rakhtam aar chesta kortam je maa jakhon kapor change kore takhon unkee marte pari. Emni maa kakhono kakhono amar samne peeth kore kapor bodle nito kintu ami kichu dekhte petam na. Kakhono kakhono maa jakhon barir kaj korto tahkhon ami kono kono maar blouser phak theke maar gool gool duto daber moton mayee duto dekhte petam. Kintu eto dur theke blouser phank theke mayee dekhe amar mon bhorto na baroncho amar maa ke chodar ichche ta aro beshi kore chagiye uthto. Barite amake kichu kichu kaj korte hoto. Jakhon maa bajar theke sonzee ante jeto takhon amio maar song bazare jetam.

Emni ek din ami jakhon maar song bazaar giyechilam takhon bazare maar song mar purono bandhobeer song dekha hoye gelo aar amra maar badhobeer songe bazare ghurte laglam. Maar badhobee hatat ekta meyeder under garmenet dokane dhuke besh dameee designer under garmet dekhte laglen. Under garment dekhte dekhte bandhobee maa ke bollen, “tui o branded under garmet use kora kor. Egulo porne meyeder figure ta aro beshi bhalo lage.” Takhon maa khoob duukheer song aste kore bollo, “pore ki labh hobe. Amar figure bhalo ma kharab seta ke dekhbe?” Tar por amar dike dekhiye maa abar theke bollo, “er baba mashe du mashe ek barite ashe tar janno eto paisa diye under garment kenar kono proyojon neyee.” Takhon maar bandhobee maa ke choko mere bollo. “tui ki pagol hoyegechis na kee? Tor eto sundor chokh, nak, eto sundor figurer shoreer aar ei boyish tui ekta loker janno ha pittesh kore bekar kore dichhees? Aare tor bor ki baire giye ekdon sadhuur jibon kataye? Aare tor bor nischoyee baire giye roj rate kono magi niye rat kataye. Aar tui kina tor shoreere sab jaygaye jang lagachis?” Tar por marr bandhobee khanik khon chup kore theke aste kore maa ke bollo, “amara jodi ei rakom ekta jowan chele barite thakto tahole amake ei bhabe baire koth jete hota ba baire kono jowan loker kache amake nijer dukhho bolte ho to na.” Maa tar bandhobeer katha sune ekta gunto mere chup koriye dilo aar amar dike aste takalo aar ami song somge amar ghar ta ghuroye anno dike dekhte laglam, jeno ami kichu shuni nee.

Tar pore maar bandhobee du teen te bra try korar janno beche nilo aar trial room bra gulo niye geolo. Khanik pore maar bandhobee trial room theke maa ke daklo tar bra gulo kemon fitting hoyeche dekhate. Maar dhokar somey ek bar trial room darjar phank theke ami maar bandhobeer sundor aar jowan shoreer ta ke ek bar dekhte pelam. Tar por bandhobeer jide te maa o duto teen ta under garment bina trial kore beche nilo. Takhon maar bandhobee amake amar pachondo jigesh korte laglo aar maa song song tar hath ta chepe bandhobee ke chup koriye dilo. Tobuo ami ekta bra pachondo lorlam kintu maa seta dekhe bollo, “jodiyo eta amar sizer tobuo eya ami nite parbo na, karon etar cut ta anek deep hochhe.” Kintu sei bra ta ami maar chokh banchiye pack koriye nilam aar sab gulor payment kore dilam. Aar baki sab packet song oi packet tao lukiye rekhe nilam. Oikhaner pasher countere jeaner counter chilo aar seta dekhe maa amake bollo, “tor jodi kichu kenar thake to kine ne.” Ami sei dokan theke ekta long underwear pochodo korate maar bandhobee amar hath theke underwear ta niye chunre phele dilo aar amar dile elta sexy muchkee hanshee henshe bollo, “toke etar theke v-shaper jockey underwear beshi bhalo manabe.” Ami sei din jibone prothom bar oi rakomer underwear dekhlam kintu maar bandhobeer bolate ami onar pachondo moton underwear ta niye dekhte laglam. Bandhobeer bolate maa o amake oi underwear ta nite bollo aar sei underwear ta niye nilam. Amra sab payment korar por ekta chocolate hotel giye cha ta khelam aar barite phirlam. Bari pherar someye bar bar maar boro boro daber moton mayee duto amar peethe eshe chepe chepe boschilo. Amio tai theke theke jore break marchilam jate mayee duto amar peethe aro chepe chepe bosuk.

Bari pherar song song maar bandhobber phone elo aar ami phone tatule uni amake bollen, “maa ke bol je taratari undergarmenter size gulo ekbar pore check kore nite karon sizer na hole dokandar ek din pore aar change korbe na.” Takhon ami maa ke tai bole dilam aar maa amake bollo, “theek ache ami ogulo pore dekhe nebo.” Rate sobar aage maa onar bedroom te attach bathroom chan korte gel ami hall boshe TV dekhchilam. Khanik pore maa bedroomer darza ta phank kore ghar ta bar kore amake bollo, “aare eta to change korte hobe. Bhishon tight hochhee.” Takhon ami hall ghor theke maa ke bollam, “du teen din porar por ogulo aktu dhile hobe. Setar katha bhebe tumi ogulo paltio.” Takhon maa amar katha ta mene nilo aar bollo, “achchaa.” Khanik maa abar tar ghar ta bar kore amake bollo, “Partho ektu amar glore chole aaye aar amake ektu help kor. Amar dara ei hook ta lagche na, dekh tui jodi parish lagate.” Ami maar katha sune maar bedroom gelam aar giye dekhlam je maa komor porjonto ekta towale joroiye danriye ache. Towale ta chouraite chocolate bole towel ta diye maar addek uru duto dhaka porchilo aar tar tar neeche sab khola chilo. Maa amar dike peeth kore dressing tabler samne danriye chilo aar tai ami maar samner dik ta dressing tabler aina te porishkar bhabe dekhte paachillam. Kintu maa tar booker oopore ekta hath araaree bhabe rekhechilo bole ami maar mayee duto dekhte pacchillam na.

Kintu maar khola peeth aar aina te book dekhe amar laura ta khara hot laglo aar ami panter oopore theke laura ta chapa dite laglam. Takhon maa ek hathe notun bra ta niye hathe goliye niye amake bollo, “tui amar pechone eshe etar hook ta lagiye de.” Ami bra duto dik du hathe dhore oigulo ke tene tar hook lagabar chesta korte laglam. Kintu ami lagate parchilam na. Takhon maa amake bollo, “ki tui o lagate parchish na? Mone hochhee etake pherot diye palte ante hobe.” Takhon ami samner aina te dekhlam je bra theke maar duto mayee beriye ache. Ami bujhlam je ogulo braer bhetore na korle braer hook lagano jabe na. Tai ami maa ke bollam, “maa tumi bra ta ke theek bhabe poronee aar tai etar kook gulo lagano jachhe na.” Maa ek du bar chesta korlo kintu maa tar bra theke beriye thaka mayee duto ke barer bhetore dhokate parlo na ba lotke thaka mayee gulo braer bhetore dhullo na. Amar mone holo jeno maa ichchee kore lotke thaka mayee duto braer bhetore dhokkachhe na, karon je meye chele eto din theke bra pore ashche se eiralomer bhool korte pare na. Khanik khon chesta korar por maa amake bollo, “amara dara hochhe na. Tui theek kore eta amake poriye de.”

Maar katha sune ami song song maar samne giye danralam aar maar duto mota mota daber moton mayee duto du hathe kore dhore niye ogulor lamba lamba ar chunchlo ghono brown clourer bonta gulo du angle kore chipte chipte ogulo ke braer cupe te dhukiye dilam. Tar por ami aage danriye danriye maar peechone hath dutoniye giye barer hook gulo lagiye dilam. Ami hath peechone niye giye braer hook lagabar janno maa amar song lepte geolo aar maar boro boro mayee gulo amar booker song quipte giyechilo. Amar bara ta to aage theke khara hoye chilo aar maa jakhon amar song lepte giyechilo takhon maa hoyeto amar khara banra ta anubhov korte perchilo aar maa amar komorer neecher dike chokn nabiye dekhchilo. Ami braer hook gulo laganor por maa ke jigesh korlam, “maa eibar bolo tomar bra ta theek bhabe fit hoyeche?” Takhon maa amar dike takiye muchkee hanshee henshe bollo, “haan, bra ta eke bare fit hoye bosheche. Ei branded kaporer fitting gulo eke bare alada hoye.” Takhon ami maa ke aste kore bollam, “maa eibar tumi aaj kine ana notun panty gulo ek bar try kore nao.” To maa amake bollo, “haan seta theek.” Ei bole maa amar samne bag theke aaj ke niye asha notun panty ta bar korlo aar amar samnei ektu jhunke tate paa goliye porte laglo. Panty ta urur oopore choriye nebar pore maa panty ta ke tene tene nijerboro boro dhumsho pachar oopore choriye nilo aar maa tar pore nijer komor theke towale ta khule phele dilo. Takhono panty ta theek bhabe pora hoye nee aar tai ami maar pantyr oopor theke duto pachar majhkhaner chera ta anek khani dekhte pelam. Maa aste aste tar angul diye panty ta theek kore pore nilo.

Panty ta pore nebar por maa amar dike takiye takiye muchkee muchkee hanste laglo aar amake bollo, “theek kore dekh to amake ki kemon dekhte lagche?” Ami maa ke kichu khon boro boro chokh kore takiye bollam, “khoob bhalo lagche maa tomake.” Maa abar amake ektu henshe jigesh korlo, “ki re khali bhalo? Na aro kichu? Theek theek bol na?” Amio henshe maa ke bpllam, “na…..na….mane khali bhalo na, tomake khub sexy lagche.” Maa song song amake aste kore gale mere bollo, :chup ashobhho, ja mukhe ashe tai bolchis.” Ei bhabe maa amar samne aro duto bra aar duto panty gulo pore pore try kore nilo aar tar janoo ami anek khon dhore maa adh length obostha te dekhlam maar adhnengto shoreer takoek bar chunlam. Eto sob korar por amar shorirer agun ta dau dau kore jolte laglo aar amar banra ta khara amar underwearer song chepe boshe giye baitha korte laglo. Hatat maa amake bollo, “bablu tui tor aajker ana underwear ta o try kore ne na keno ekhon?” Ami o maa ke amar khara hoye thaka tatano banra ta dekhbar janno eitai chaichilam. Ami phataphat maar samne amar jama kapor gulo chere maar towale ta komore joriye niye notun kena underwear ta pore nilam. Underwear ta poe ami jei amar komore bandha towale ta hotye dilam, maa amar underwearer samne unchu jaiga ta dekhe maa besh chomke geomke geolo karon underwear tar cut size jockey underwrar theke amar tatano banra ta upposthitee ta besh bhalo kore bojha jachhillo. Maar chokh duto amar underwearer cut theke sor chilo na. Ta dekhe amar kemon lajja lagte laglo. Takhoni hatat maar chokh bag rakha anno bra aar pantyr packe pore geolo. Maa oi packet ta bar kore niye sei bra aar panty ta dekhe bollo ektu henshe amake bollo, “ki re shaitan chele, eta abar kar janno enechis? Eta to ami nebo na bole dokane chere eshe chilam.” Takhon ami maa ke aste kore bollam, “eta ami tomar janno niye eshechee. Amar aar ke ache jar janno ami eto dami under garment kinbo? Amar eer rang ta khoob bhalo laglo bole ami tomar janno niye eshechee.” Takhon maa amake bollo, “haan, rang ta amaro pachondo chilo kintu etar cut ta anek boro aar anek deep.”

Ami takhon abar maa ke bollam, “cholo eta keo ekbar try kore nao ekhon. Porar por jodi tomar mone hoye je cut ta sattee sattee khoob deep tahole ami kal eta niye giye annoo arekta niye ashbo.” Amar bolar song song maa paroner bra ta amar samnei ekebare khule phele dilo aar nijer mota mota mayee duto notun braer bhetore dhokabar chesta korte laglo. Ei bra tar cup duto nam matro chilo, mane khoob choto choto chilo. Aar tai maar mota mota mayee duto ooi choto chocolate cup te samnalo jachhillo na aar tai maar farsh aar boro boro mayee duto braer cup theke beriye beriye ashchilo. Kichu khon maar chesta dekhe ami maa ke bollam, “maa, braer theke mayee duto baire thakte dao aar tumi baroncho panty ta ekbar try kore nao,” Amar katha sune maa panty ta niye grer pardar arale giye panty ta pore amar samne beriye elo. Ei panty ta pora ami amar maa ke dekhe to pagol hoye gelam, karon ei panty theke maar boro boro lad lade dhumsho pacha duto puro puri dekha jachhillo aar panty ta pechon theke ekebare soru hoye maar dui pachar khanje dhuke giye chilo. Jakhon maa notun panty pore amar samne ghure danralo takhon amar matha ta ekebare ghure gelo, karon maar natun panty ta pechon diker moton samner dikeo dorir moton hoye maar khola guuder cherar modhhe dhuke chilo ar tai maar guuder duto thont porishkar bhabe baire amar chokher samne chilo. Pantyr side theke maar guuder bal gulo beriye chilo aar sei baler majhkhane ami amar janmosthan ta dekhe ekebare chomke gelam.

Maa panty pore amar samne ek dubar hente chole pakka chinal moton bichanate giye nijer paa duto phank kore boshe porlo. Bichanate boshar por maa amake henshe jigesh korlo, “Partho ei panty ta kemon aar eta pore amake kemon lagche?” Ami bhalo kore maa ke dekhe bollam, “maa eta pore tomake sottee sottee khub sexy lagche aar etar rong tao tomake khoob beshi manachhee.” Khanik khon abar maa dike takiye theke ami maa ke abar bollam, “maa to bhabhchee je tumi barite ei rakomer ronger aar ei rakomer kapor Chopr pore thaka koro. Tomar emnite high blood pressure thake, aar tai tomar eto garome beshi kapor chopre pore thaka uchit noye. Ei kapore to tomar nischoye khoob halka halka lagche?” Takhon maa amake bollo, “haan Parthol, tui theek bolehis. Amio ei rakomer halka halka kapor kom kore barite porte bhalobashi. Tor jodi kono apotee na thake tahole ami aaj theke barite ami eibhabe thakbo. Amar mone hoye je tor katha ta theek, amar eto garome bhari kapor chopor pora uchit noye.” Ami maar katha sune chup kore royilam. Khanik pore maa amake bollo, “Babulu, dekh to ei panty ta bhetor dikebesh chepe boshe geche aar amar ei khankar course guli te tan potche.” Ami maar katha sune song angul diye maar guuder phak theke panty ta bar kore dilam aar tar por guuder bal gulo ke angul diye diye pantyr bhetore korte laglam. Ami jakhon maar guuder bhetor theke panty ta bar korchilm aar guudrer bal gulo panty te dhokabar chesta korchilam takhon maa paa duto aro phank kore guud keliye bichanate chit hoye Shoeye porlo aar nijer mayee duto nijer hath diye tipte laglo. Maar obostha dekhe ami o song song maar pashe maar song lepte bichanate shoeeye porlam aar maar mayeer duto bonta hat niye aste aste tante laglam. Takhon maa tar hath ta nabiye amar laura ta aste dhore tar size ta dekhte laglo aar aste aste aste laura ta ke tipte laglo.

Takhon aar kono bhoye na peye maar mayee duto du hathe dhore tipte aar chatkate laglam. Khanik khon mayee tepar por ami maar ekta mayee mukhe niye chuste laglam. Khanik khon mayee chosabar por chot phot kore uthlo aar amake bollo, “Partho, amake chude de, chude de amake. Ohhhhhhh amar guud ta tor bara ta khabar janno khabi khachhe, aaye baba amar oopore uthe aaye aar amake bhalo kore chude de. Tui aajke tor maar guude ei mota laura ta dhukiye chude chude guud ta ke khal baniye de.” Maar mukh theke ei sab katha sune amar shoreer ta khub garom hoyegelo aar ami bichanate boshe maar porner bra aar panty ta khule phele diye maa ke abar theke paa phank kore shoeye dilam. Maa puro lengthto hoye guude keliye shoeye nijer hathe guud ta khule amake bollo, “Partho, dekh amar guud ta tor kach theke choda khabar janno kemon kore khabi khachhe. Aaye baba aaye tor maar ras bhorti guude tor oi mota aar lamba bara ta dhukiye amar guud ta ke bhalo kore chude de aar amio tor neeche shoeye shoeye pond tola dite dite tor laura ta amar guud diye khete khete amar guuder jal khosai.”

Maar katha sune ami maa ke bollam, “ami jakhon tomake length to kore diyechee, takhon ami tomake na chude charbo na. Tobe ami tomake chudbar aage tomar guuder ras ekbar khabo aar dekhbo je tomar sundor guuder ras ta koto ta khete bhalo.” Maa amar katha sune abar amake bollo, “theek ache tui aage amar guud ta bhalo kore chuse aar chete de. Anek din theke amar guud ta ke bhalo kore chete deye nee ba chgushe deye nee. Aaye, ei dekh ami amar guud keliye hoeye achee tui amar guud ta ke bhalo kore chushe aar chete dee.” Ami maa guud ta ke aram kore chumu khete laglam. Maar guud ta rose bhison bhabe bheja chilo aar guuder bhetor theke guuder ras chueye chueye beruchillo. Guuder rase maar guuder bal aar uru duti bhije giyechilo. Maa eto garam kheye giyechillo je guuder bhetor thke bhap beruchillo. Maa amar kach theke choda khabar janno puro puri prostut hiye giyechillo. Maa nijer komor ta noriye noriye amar puro mukhe nijer guud ta ghoste ghoste bollo, “Ohhhh Partho, amar sona chele, amar manik kheye ne aaj tor maar guud ta ke chete chuse farsha kore de. Aaahhhhh Ohhhhhhh haramzada chele, jore jore chat nijer maar guud ta. Ei guud diye tui ei prithibee te eshechilee, chat bhalo kore chat amar guud ta ke. Amar guuder sab ras chete pute kheye aaj ke. Kheye dekh tor je tor Piya didir guuder ras ta bhalo khete na amar guuder ras ta bhalo. Ohhhhhh sala, maa choda tui dekhchee amar guud chushe amar guuder jal khosiye dibee. Ohhhhhhhhhh amar guuder jal khosbe sona, jore jore nijer kharkhare jeev diye guud ta chete de. Chat Chat, kheye nea aaj ke amar guud ta ke. Kichu cherish na. Uuuuggghhhhhhhh amar konta te nijer jeev ta ghosh bokachoda. Oh haaan sona amar, theek korchees, chat chat chat aro jore jore chat. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhh amaaaaar guuuuuuuuder jaaaaaal khoshcheeeeeeeeeeeeeee.” Ei bolte bolte maar puro sharir ta bhishon bhabe sakhto hoye gelo aar amar mukher oopor maa guuder jal chere dilo. Jal khasabar somey maar mukh theke ekrakomer gonganee berute laglo aar khanik por maa shanto hoye chup kore netiye shueye porlo.

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

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

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

Maa bolchilo, “Oh Partho, amar sona, chod amake bhalo kore chod. Tor maa tor neeche tar guud khule shueye ache tui laura diye nijer maar guud ta bhalo kore chude de. Ooohhhhhh dear, amar guuder jal khosbe eibare. Tui aro jore jore chod amake. Toke tor Piya didir guuder dibbee, amar guuder dibbee ekhon aar rukhishna. Bas emni kore laura ta amar guuder bhetore aar bar kor nijer ghorar moton mota aar lamba laurata. Haan, haan emni kore chude chal amake. Aaj ke tui chude chude amar guud ta phatiye de jemni kore tui aaj theke teen mash aage nijer Piya didir guud ta phatiye chillee. Chod, chod amake aar chudechude amar guuder jal ta khosiye sona amar. Tui dekhchis kee, tui ki ei dekhchis je tor maa kemon kore pond tola dite dite guud ta toke diye marachhe? Ami ekhon tor laurar thap khete khete swargee gechee.” Edeki amaio mal dhalar janno prostut tai ami maa ke bollam, “Ohhhhhh! Nayana, my darling, eibar amake laurata guud theke bar kore nite dao. Nayto ami tomar gude bhetore mal chere debo. Tate jodi jodi tomar pet phense jai takhon amake kich bolo na.” Etokhon choda khete khete aar guuder jal khasabar janno maar shoreer ta kampchilo aar nijer duto hath bichanate patkachillo. Maaar gala theke chapa chapa awaj beruchillo. Maaar buker ekta nipple ungul diye kurote kurote amake bollo, “Ohhhh amar chodon baj Partho, toke amar pet hobar katha bhebe kono chinta korte hobe na. Amio haramzadi guudchodani Piyar moto pill khachee. Tai tui kono chinta na kore nijer laurar pheda amar guuder bhetore dhal aar amar guuder jala shanto kor.”

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

Amra chup chap shueye chilam aar ektu ektu kore amader sansh abar aager hoye aschillo. Hatat maa amake jigesh korlo, “Partho, tor amar guud ta pochondo hoyeche to? Tui eibar theke amar guud roz jakhon suyog pabi chudbee to?” Ami maar mayee duto kachlate kachlate aar komor tule thap marte marte marte bollam, “maa, tomar guuder jawab neyee. Sottee sottee tomar guud ta khoob sundor aar tar oopore tume khoob bhalo bhabe guud chodao. Amar tomar guud chudte khoob bhalo lagche. Er por theke amader jakhon subidhe hobe ami tomar guud khoob kore chudbo. Tumi amake tomar guud chudte debe to?” Khanik khon chup kore thakar por ami make joriye dhorlam aar ekta mayee tipte tipte maa ke bollam, “maa, tumi hoyeto jano na je ami din teen char aage amar Piya didi keo chudechee.” Maa thakono amake du hathe joriye amar laura ta narate narate bollo, “ami jani je tui tor Piya didir guud teen char din aage bristee te chan korar someye merechis. Aar ami etao jani je khali Piya didir gguud noye, tui tor pishi keo khoob kore ulte palte chudechis.” Ami obak hoye maa ke jigesh korlam, Maa, tumi sab jano? Tumi kemon kore amar chodar kahini gulo jano? Maa amake bolo na ke tomake boleche je ami pishi aar amar Piya didi ke chudechee?” Takhon maa amake chumu kheye bollo, “bolbe abar ke? Jara jara tor laura diye gyyd chudiyeche, tarai amake eshe eshe boleche. Aar tara eeo boleche je tor bara ta besh mota aar khoob lamba aar tui naki khoob bhabe guud chudchis aar tai ami aaj ke tor laura ta diye amar guud ta chudiye nilam.” Ami maar katha sune obak hoyegelam aar abar theke maa ke jigesh korlam,”maa tomake Piya didi ki ki boleche?” Maa bollo, “kee abar bolbe? Bollo je tui chade brishtee te chan korte korte tar jama kapor khule take chade ek bar chudechis aar abar ta ke neeche ene ei bichanate shoeye tar guud chudechis. Aar eo bolehe je tor laura ta jakhon tar guude dhuke chilo takhon tar guud ta puro bhore giye chilo.” Ami maar katha barta sune ekebare chup kore gelam aar aster aste aste maar ekta mayee tipte laglam ar anno hath ta neeche niye giye maar gude ekta angul dhukiye narrowate laglam.

Khanik pore ami bichanate uthe boshe maa ke jigesh korlam, “Maa, theek theek bolo to tumi amar oopore rag koro nee to?” Maa palte amake jigesh korlo, “keno? Ami tor oopore rag korte jabo keno?” Ami maar mayee chatkate chatkate bollam, “ami je amar pishir aar Piya didi guud chudechee bole?” Maa amake chumu khete khete bollo, “aare naa, ami keno rag korbo? Ora oder guud toke diye chudiyeche, tate amar kee ashe jaye? Tobe tui jodi amake aaj ke naa chudtish, tahole ami rag kortam.” Ami takhon maa ke bollam, “maa, tar mane ami jodi ekhon tomake aar Piya didi ke ek bichanate shoeye tomader du jon ke chudee tahole tumi kono rag korbe na ba tomar kono apotee thakbe na?” Maa khanik khon bhebhe matha narte narte bollo, “naa, tui jodi maa aar meye ke ek bichanate phele chudte chas aar jodi tor Piya didir amar samne choto bhaiyer laura diye guud chodate kono appottee na thake tahole amar o meyer samne kapor khule nengto hoye cheler laura diye guud chodate kono appottee neyee.”

Amra ei bhabe garam garam katha bolchilam aar takhon bairer darza te bell bajlo. Ami taratari uthe lunge pore giye aage unkee marlam to dekhlam je Piya didi esheche. Ami tai song song darja takhule dilam aar Piya didir jinish poto ta niye Piya didi ke bhetore aste bollam. Piya didi bhetore eshe amake jigesh korl, “maa kothaye, barite naa karur barite giyeche?” Ami aste kore Piya didir ekta mayee kapor choporer oopore theke tip diye bollam, “maa glore shoeye ache. Cholo maar glore cholo.” Piya didi palte jigesh korlo, “keno maar glore keno? Cholo tui amar glore chol, tor song anek din pore dekha holo. Cholo amader anek kaj baki ache.” Ami abar Piya didi ke bollam, “naa, mane tumi aage maar song dekha kore nao, tar por amra amader kajgulo korbo.” Piya didi amar katha shune amar pechone pechone maar glore chole elo aar maar glore dhokar song song Piya didir paa ruke gel ar chol gol gol kore amake bollo, “kire kee baypar ta kee? Maa ei someye bichanate ekdom udom lengtho hoye keno shoeye ache?” Ami Piya didi ke chokh mere bollam, “guess koro je maa ekhon duphur belaye udom lengtho hoye keno shoeye ache?” Piya didi khanik bhebe bollo, “ei bhor dupure maar lengtho hoye shoeye thaka aar tor ei ghost asar khali ekta karon thakte pare aar seta hochhee je tui aar maa ei bhor dupure choda chudi korchilee. Kee ami theek bollam kina?” Piya didir katha sune maa ei bare chokh khule takiye Piya didi ke bollo, “haan amar guud chodane meyee, ami ektu aage amar cheler laura diye amar guud ta chudiyechee. Tor gude jodi kutkutunee hochee tahole tyi o tor chocolate bhaier laura diye nijer guud ta chudiye ne.”

Piya didi amader song muchkee henshe katha bolchilo aar nijer hath ta nijer salwarer bhetor dhukiye nijer guud ta ke niyekhelchilo. Guude angul dhokachillo aar bar korchillo. Piya amader song katha bolte bolte amader bichanar kache chole elo. Maa hath duto bariye Piya didi ke bollo, “aaye amar sona meye amar kache aaye. Aaye mar kache aaye. Dekh tor choto bhai amar guud tachude chude guud tar ki obostha kore diyeche. Partho jakhon toke chode takhon tor guud tar ei obostha hoye jye? Tobe Partho guud chode khoob bhalo bhabe, theek ki na? Je meye ekbar Parthor laurar goonto khabe se sab someye chaibe je Partho tar paa phank kore take chuduk. Tor kemon lagche?” Piya didi maar katha sune hense dilo aar nijer gayer kapor khulte laglo. Kapor khule Piya didi segulo ke almarih te rakhte rakhte bollo, “haan maa jakhon Partho amake chode, amaro guud ta phule jaye aar lal lal hoye jaye. Shuru shuru te guud chodanor por amar guud anek khon dhore jala jala korto, tobe ekhon kichu hoye na. Ekhon Partho aram se nijer laura ta amar gude ek dhakka mere dhukiye deye.” Piya didir katha sune maa bollo, “ta to hobeyee. Prathom prathom tor guuder chenda ta Parthtt laura tar janoo chocolate chilo. Kintu akhon tor guud choda khete khete khule geche aar tai ekhon choda khete tor kono asubide hoye na. Ne anek hoyeche, bichanate uthe amar kache aaye.” Piya didi maar katha sune doure bichana te uthe porlo aar sabar aage maa ke joriye chumu khelo aar tar por amakeo chumu khelo aar mma ke aar amake eksonge joriye dhorlo.

Maa Piya didi ke joriye dhore chumu khete khete bollo, “kee amar guud maranir mayer guud kutkut korche bujhee?” Piya didi bollo, “naa chelebhatari maa, ami to tomar aar Parthon chodon dekhe dekhe khoob khushee hoye gechee. Amar guud ekhon shukno. Are laura kheko maa, tumi keno bujhte parcho na je ami darzar kache danriye danriye tomar guuder bhetore Parthon laurar dhokano aar beruno dekhte dekhte bhison bhabe garam hoye gechee aar amar guud ta bhishon bhabe race bhore geche. Ekhon amar guud kono mota laurar guunto khabar janno ras bar korche. Achcha eibar maa tumi otho to dekhi aar Parthlaura ta nijer guud theke bar koro, eibare Parth laurar ta diye ami guud marabo. Bujhle chelebhatari chenal maa amar?” Maa kintu Piya didir katha gulo sune ekbaro rag korlo na aar Piya didi ke henshe bollo, “Piya, ami jadi chenal hoyee ta hole tui kee? Tui o to nijer chocolate bhier laura diye nijer guud chudiyechees. Sei hissebe tui ta hole chenal hoye gechis. Obosho, aah barite ami aar tui dujoneyee chenal hoye gechee. Ne eibar tui tor coto bhai ke diye guud choda aar ami eikhane boshe boshe amar chenal meye aar bonchoda cheler chodon dekhee. Nee eikhane shueye por.” Takhon Piya didi ektu hot maa ke uthte diye maar ekta mayee tip dilo aar muchkee hanshee henshe bollo, “thanks maa, ekhon amar guude bhison bhabe charpoka ghurche aar tai amake ekbar guud chudiye nite dao, pher tumi aram kore sara din Parthor laura ta nijer guude dhukiye rekho.” Ami etokhon Piya didi aar maar katha gulo sunchilam aar bujhte parchilam je aaj amake Piya didi aar maar guuder jala meta te hobe. Aaj ami Piya didi ke maar samne aar maa ke Piya didir samne nengto kore chudte hobe.”

Ami takhon maa aar Piya didi ke bollam, “aare tomra chenalra to nijer nijer guuder janno amar laura ta guud khule aar amar katha ta to keu ektu bhabo. Ami ekhuni maar guud ta ke ephonr ophonr kore chudechee, tai ami ekhon khoob thoke gechee aar aro khanik khon amar laura ta khara hobe na. Eibar tomra dui chenalle bolo je ami tomader ke ekhon kemon kore chudbo.” Maa amar katha sune bollo, “theek ache, ami toke ekhuni garam garam horlicks khayochee. Dekhbi ektu somayer modheye tor bara ta abar Piyar guude dhokar janno khara hoye jabbe. Are baba amar chocolate chenal Piyar katha ta to bhabte hobe.” Ami bollam, “maa kemon kore amar laura ta khara kore debe?” Maa bollo, “eta kono mushkeel kaj noye. Ami tor laura ta mukhe niye chushe debo aar tor laura ta dekhbee char kore khara hoye jabe. Bujhlee boka chele amar? Chal aibare tui bichana te shueye por aar ektu khanik aram kore ne ami tor janno ekhunee Horlick niye ashchee.” Maa ei bole bichana theke uthe porlo aar nengto hoyee ranna glo ghore giye Horlicks banate laglo. Maa jakhon nengto hoye ranna glo hoye ranna glo jachhillo takhon maar nengto pond takhon maar nengto pond takhon maar nengto pond takh aar ar ami amar thonte jeev bolate laglam. Ei dekhe Piya didi amake bollo, “kee re Partho, maar nengto pond dekhe tor mata ghure geche?” Ami Piya didi ke chokh mere bollam, “haan Piya didi, maar pond ta bhari sexy.” Maa tatokhone horlicks niye glo elo aar ami horlicks ta kheye nilam. Horlicjs khaowa hoye gele maa amake bichnate chit kore shueye dilo. Ami bichanate chit hoye shute maa amar du payer majhkhane chole elo amar natano laura ta hathe kore niye hath bolate laglo. Tai dekhe Piya didio chup kore boshe royilo na. Piya didi taratari amar oopore chore amar buuker oopor nijer nengto pacha ta rekhe amake bollo, “Partho, maa tor laura ta chuse khara dichhe aar tui tatokhon amar guud tachete de. Ohh amar guud bhison chulkochee, anek gulo charpoka ghure berachchee. Aar er janno tor aar maar choda chudi dekha hochche.”

Piya didir katha sune maa hanste hanste bollo, “mone hichhe je Piyar guude anek charpoka ghueche. Partho, ami jatokhhon tor laura ta chuse dichhee tui tor Piya didir guud ta chuse chete de, bechari Piya guuger jala te more jachchee.” Piya didi maar katha sune nijer hathe nijer guder duto thont alada kore dilo aar khola guud ta amar mukher song lagiye dilo aar amake bollo, “chal Partho, aaj tui ek song du duto guuder maja nibee. Kintu aage amar guud ta ke bhalo kore cheese chuse de. Amar guud ta chuse guuder jal khosiye de. Ohh bon choda Partho, taratari chete de nijer Piya didir guud ta aar tor maa tatokhon tor laura ta chuse debe aar jakhon tor laura ta khara hoye jabe, takhn tui amake chude dibi.” Maa Piya didir katha sune nijer jeev ta bar kore amar laura ta chata shuru kore dilo aar amido Piya didi guud ta chuste shuru kore dilam. Piya didi eto garam kheye giyechilo je amar course dhore nijer guud ta amar sara mukher oopor ghote laglo. Khanik pore Piya didi amar hath duto dhore nijer mayee te lagiye amake bollo, “bahanchot Partho, amar guud ta khabar song song amar mayee duto chatka bhalo kore. Tui ki janish na je jakhon meyechele garmee khaye takhon tar mayee tiple chatkale meyeder khoob aram hoye? Ami ei somaye guuder jala te more jachee.” Odike maa amar bara ta puro puri mukhe bhore bara ta ke chuschilo abar kakhono kakhono jeev diye bara ta ke chete dicheelo. Khaik pore amar laura ta khara hot laglo. Tai dekhe maa hath diye amar bichee gulo dhore hat bolate laglo. Bichee guno te hath pora te amar laura ta 5 minute modheye khara hoye gelo aar amar khara laura ta dekhe ma bollo, “ne amar chodon khor Piya, ami tor bhaier laura ta khara kore diyechee. Eibar tui tor guud ta bhalo kore chudiye ne. Ami tor aar tor bhaier pashe bose bose toder choda chudi dekhchee.”

Maar katha sune Piya didi amar oopor theke uthe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlo aar bollo, “chal Partho, maa tor laura ta chete chushe khara kore diyeche, eibar tui amake chude de bhalo kore. Amar guder charpoka gulo tor laurar gunto diye mere de. Maa to nijer guud ta toke diye chudiye niyeche aar tai shanto hoeye boshe ache, kintu amar abbusth ta khoob kharap.” Maa amake bollo, “Partho, aar deri korish na. Tor Piya didi ke taratari chude de bhalo kpre. Piya becharir obostha khoob kharap hoye geche. Ektu Piyar katha aar Piyar guuder katha ta ekbar bhabh.” Ami takhon uthe boshe Piya didir duto mayee hathe chatake laglam aar khain pore ekta mayee mikhe niye chuste laglam. Piya didi mayee duto chstei Piya didi ohhh, ahhhhhh korte laglo. Khanik pore Piya didi bollo, “maa dekho Partho ekhono amake garam korche. Partho ke bolo je ekhon amar mayee duto chere nijer laura ta amar gude bhore dik aar thap lagak. Partho amake chudchena keno?” Maa takhon Piya didir mathaye mukhe hath bolate bolt bollo, “Piya, sona meye amar, toke Partho ekhuni chude debe. Khanik khon sobur kor. Dekh na Partho ekhun tor mayee gulo chusche aar ektu pore Partho tor oopor chore tor guude laurata bhore toke jhapa jhap kore gadan debe. Bas er ektu sobur kor sona amar.” Maa tar pore amake bollo, “ki re Partho, tui tor Piya didi aar koto bhogabee? Taratari tui tor Piya didir oopore chore ja aar jore jore thap mere mere tor Piya didir guuder sab poka gulo ke mere de. Tui dekhchis na je tor Piya didi tor laurata guude nebar janno koto chatphat korche? Toke tor maar aar Piya didir guuder dibbee, chal aar deri korish na aar eibar tor Piya didir guud ta mere de.” Ami takhon Piya didir guude crown maa ke bollam, “theek ache, maa tumijemon bolcho tai hobe. Ami to tomar aar Piya didir guuder sewa kortye sab samaye razi achee.” Ami oopore uthtei Piya didi nijer paa duto choriye dilo aar nijer hath diye guuder phuto ta khule dilo.

Piya didir oopore chore ami ek hathe diye dhore laurata Piya didir guuder mukhe set kore dilam aar anno hath ta diye Piya didir ekta mayee tipte laglam. Amar laurata Piya didir guude lagatei Piya didi hath neeche kore amar laura ta dhore nilo aar nijer komor kheliye amar laura ta guude dhukiye nilo aar mukh diye ahhhhhhh ohhhh korte laglo. Ami takhon amar du hath diye Piya didir duto mayee dhore charkate chatkate ekta ram thap marlam aar amar laurata puro puri Piya didir guude bhetore sendhiye gelo. Laura ta guude puro puri dhuktei Piya didi amake joriye dhorlo aar chumu khete khete bollo, “haan, theek achchee, tor laura ta puro puri amar guude dhuke geche, eibar na ruke tui amake jor jor thap marte marte amake chudte thak Partho.” Ami takhon Piya didi du to mayee dhore jore ghasha thap marte marte marte Piya didi ke chudte laglam. Amar thper song song Piya didi neeche theke pond tola dite laglo aar bollo, “haan, Partho eirakome tuiamake chude chal. Aar rukhish na. Amar guud ta tor laurar thap kheye bhison aram pachee. Chod, chod amake Partho chude chal. Haan haan, chod chod shala chod tor mayer peter Piya didi ke chod. Bhalo kore chod aar amader maa ke dekhiye de jeamra bhai aar bone kemon kore choda chudi koree. Haan, ohhhhhh ahhhh seeeeeeee khoob aram pachhee. Ohhhhhh amar laura kheko maa dekho, bhalo kore dekho je kemon kore amar guudd choda khachchee. Dekho dekho je laura ta ektu aage tomar guud marchilo, kemon kore amar guder bhetor dhukche aar berochchee.”

Takhon maa amar hath duto Piya didir mayee theke hotye nije Piya didir mayee duto tipte tipte Piya didi ke bollo, “hi, amar chinal, guud chodani, bhai bhatari meye, tor to poa baro. Tui biyer aage theke ekta lamba aar mota laura diye nijer guud marachchees. Tor guud chod dekhte amar khoob bhalo lagche. Dekh dekh amar sona meye, kemon kore tor choto bhairer gadhar moton mota laurata tor guude dhukche aar berochee. Tor choda dekhte dekhte amar guud abar spase bhore geche, ami bujhte parchee na je ami eibar ki korbo?” Piya didi takhon neech theke pond tola dite dite amar laura ta guud diye khete khete maa ke bollo, “maa tumi amar mukher oopore guud ta rekhe boshe jao, ami guud ta Parthap khete khete chuse dichchee. Ami keno ekla ekla guuder maza nee, tumio guuder maza ta nao amar song song.” Maa Piya didir katha sune Piya didir oopore chore Piya didir mukher oopore guud ta rekhe bose geolo aar hath diye guud ta khulte khulte Piya didi ke bollo, “ne, amar lakhilakhi meye, ne chocolate bhaier laura ta guud diye kha aar maar guud ta jeev diye chat. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta bhison kut kut korche aar rase bichcheeree bhabe bhore geche. Amar guud theke madan ras tapkachchee.” Maa Piya didir boshtei Piya didi nijer jeev ta bar kore maar guud ta chata shuru kore dilo.

Khanik khon dhore amar aar Piya didir choda chudi eirakome cholte thaklo. Khanik pore ami Piya didir gude amar laura ta bhore thap mara bando kore dilam aar hath diye maar mayee duti tipte laglam. Piya didi khanik khon chup kore thaklo tar por jore jomor tola dite laglo. Ami Piya didi ke bollam, “Piya didi ke hoyeche ta kee? Tumi amake chudcho na ami tomakechudchee? Amar katha sune Piya didi amake bollo, “aaye Partho, aaj ami toke chude dee. Tui laura ta amar guud theke bar kore ne aar bichana te chit hoye shoeeye por aar ami tor oopore chore shule bendha hoye toke chudi.” Ami Piya didir katha sune henshe Piya didi ke bollam, “Piya didi tumi amar oopore chore chodo ba ami tomar oopore chore chudi, du to khetre tei tomar guud amar laura diye chudbe, thek ki na?” Eto katha bole ami Piya didir oopor theke nebe bichana te chit hoye shoeye porlam. Maao Piya didir oopor theke nebe elo. Eibar Piya didi amar oopore chore nijer has the amar laura ta ke dhore gude phutor song lagiye nilo aar guud ta diye amar laura ta gile amar oopore boshe porlo. Ami takhon neech theke uron thap marte shuru kore dilam aar Piya didir guud chudte thaklam. Piya didio oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha tule tule amake chudte laglo. Piya didi amake thap marchilo aar Piya didi mayee duto thap song song dult thaklo.

Khanikhon eirakon chida chudi karar porePiya didi amake bollo, “Babul, bhishin maza pachhee. Tui neech theke aro jore jore gunto mar tor laura ta diye, amar guuder jal eibare khoshbe. Tor lauratar kee khabor?” Ami neech theke Piya didir jhulte thaka duto mayee du hathe chatkate Piya didi ke bollam, “Piya didi tomar guuder bhetor khoob garam hoye geche. Tomar guuder garame amar laura tar khoob kharab oostha. Amio eibare amar pheda dhalbo. Tumi taratari amake oopor theke chude cholo aar amio tomake neech theke jore jore gunto marchee. Amar laura tar pheda porlo bole. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.” Piya didi amake oopor theke nijer bhari bhari pacha diye thap marte marte bollo, “ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhh amar bhishon aram hochhee. Ohhhhhhhhh amar guuder jal eibare khosbe. Ohhhhhhh amar chele bhatari maa dekho dekho ami kemon kore amar chocolate bhaier laurata nijer guud diye chudchee. Ohhhhh Ohhhhh mar guuder jal ashchee.” Maa hath diye Piya didir mayee duto tipte tipte bollo, “haan, amar chenal meye, ami khoob bhalo kore dekhchee je tui tor choto bhai ke nijer guud diye chudchis aar Partho neech theke komor tule tor guude thap mere colche. Toder bhai boner choda chudi dekhte dekhte amar guud ta abar spase bhore geche. Tui taratari tor chodon shesh kor ami abar theke amar guudta Partho laura diye chudiye nebo.”

Piya didi amar choda khete khete maa ke bollo, “se kee maa, tumi eito ektu aage guudta Parthor laura diye chudiyecho, tomar guuder abar theke lurar janno khide peye geche? Tomar guud etodin dhore choda khachchee ekhon tomar guud ta to khal hoye geche, tomar ekhono laurar janno eto khide achee? Achha maa amake ekta katha sattee kore bolo to, tumi aaj obdi kato gulo laura nijer gude niyecho?” Maa Piya didi katha sune bollo, “Piya, ekhon ei sab katha char aar tui ja korchis ta mon lagiye puro kore ne. Obishee tui jakhon jigesh korli, takhon ami boli je ami guude anek gulo laura gilechee. Achha eibar anek hoyeche, tui taratari Parth laurata khali kore de aar laurata modheye amar guuder janno kichu mal thakte de. Amar to lagche je tui jato khon na Parthor laurata puro puri nijer guud diye ningre na nibee tato khon tui Parthor laurata chaebee na. Tui to ektu aage guud jal khashachilee, aar tui ekhono pacha tule tule Parthor laura tar oopore thap mere mere guud chudiye colchis. Taratari sesh kor na toder choda chudi? Ohhhhhh amar guud bhetore bhishon kut kut korche laura khabar janno.”

Piya didi takhon hanste hanste amake bollo, “Partho, tor to puro puro lottery beriye geche. Toke ekhon tor Piya didi chudche ba tui tor Piya didi ke chudchees aar tor pashe maa boshe boshe nijer guuder jala te guude ras bhore boshe ache je kakhon tui amar gude pheda dhalbee aar maa tor laura ta nijer gude dhukiye tor choda khabe. Eibar bol je tui kee korbee?” Ami takhon neeche komor tule tule Piya didir gude laura diye gunto marte marte bollam, “Piya didi ami ekhon tomar kach theke chodachee. Amader ei choda ta shesh hot dao tar por dekha jabe je ami ki korbe. Ekhon tumi tumi amaketaratari chodo, bhalo kore chude dao karon amar laura tae eibare tomar guuder bhetore mal dhlabe.” Piya didi takhon amar dui kandher dudike duto hath rekhe amake jor jor thap mere mere chudte laglo aar khanikhon pore nijer mayee duto amar buuke rekhe shoeye porlo aar amake bollo, “Partho ami thoke gechee, tui eibar amar oopore chore amake chod aar amar guuder jal khoshiye de taratari.” Ami takhon Piya didi ke bichanate shoeye diye Piya didi khola uru duto modheye chore Piya didir duto mayee nijer hathe niye Piya didi ke jore jore chudte laglam. Panch chata thap khabar por Piya didi ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh seeeeeeeeeeeeeeee korte laglo.

Ami buhte parlam je Piya didi eibare guuder jal khasabe. Tai ami Piya didir guudde aro koekta ram thap marlam aar Piya didi amake char hathe paye joriye dhorlo aar guuder jal kal kal kore charte laglo. Piya didi guudder jal khasabar song song amio laurata Piya didi gude genthe Piya didi ke bollam, “ne, ne amar chenal mayer beshaya meye, taratari tor guud ta hath diye puro puri khol aar amar laurar pichkiri diye tor guud ta bhore dee. Amar chenal Piya didi guud ta kholo aami mal dhalbo tomar guud bhetore.” Piya didio amar katha sune du hathe nijer guud ta puro puri khule dilo aar ami amar laurata Piya didir gude bhore mal chere dilam. Mal dhalar por ami Piya didir oopore shoeye chokh bando kore nilam. Ei somaye amar aar Piya didi saans khoob jore jore colchilo. Maa amader pashe boshe boshe amar sara gye hathe hath bulliye dite thaklo aar ekta kapor diye amader gayer gham much dite laglo. Khanik por jeyee ami amar laura ta Piya didi guud theke tene bar kore uthe boshlam aar dekhte laglam je Piya didir guuder phuto theke amar laurar aar Piya didi guuder ras ek song bhol bhol kore berochee. Ei dekhe maa taratari mukhta nabiye Piya didi choda guude lagiye dilo aar guud theke berote thaka sab ras gulo cho kore khete laglo. Guud theke sab ras gulo chete pute kheye maa amar laura ta dhore mukhe pure nilo aar jeev diye chete cheer amar laura ta parishkar kore dilo.

Khanik khon pore Piya didi muchkee hanshe henshe amake bollo, “kee re Partho, amake chude maza peli ki na? Tui hoyto to bujhte parishni, ami aage ek guuder jal khoshiye diyechilam.” Ami jigesh korlam, “kakhon?” Amake Piya didi bollo, “jakhon ami tor oopore chore toke chudchilam.” Kichukhon pore maa amake bollo, “oth Partho oth, onek thoke gechis. Toke Piya ta ekdom ningre niyeche. Ja giye hath paa dhueye nee noyto chan kore ne. Ami tatokhone khabar garam kore nichhee, amra ek song khabar khabo.” Ami maar katha moton bathroom giye chan kore nilam aar nengto obostha tei baire beriye elam. Baire beriye dekhlam je maa aar Piya didi nengto hoye khabar bebosth korche. Ami maa aar Piya didi ke jigesh korlam, “kee bayapar, tomra dujone ekohono nengto hoye acho? Tomar ki aar kapor porbe na?” Piya didi bollo, “tate kee hoyeche? Tui o to nengto hoye achis.” Maa bollo, “naa sona, amra bhablam je, jakhon khabar khabar por abar theke amader nengto hot ache takhon abar theke kapor keno poree.” Ami bollam, “theek achchee, ja tomra theek bhabo koro.” Tar por amra nengto hoye ek song khabar khete laglam. Ami kakhono maar guude ba Piya didir guude rootir chocolate choto tukro bhore dicheelam aar khanik pore segulo ke bar kore khachiillam. Ei dekhe maa aar Piya didi hense phello aar maa amake bollo, “dekhchee je tor mon ekhono amader guud chude chude bhore nee. Theek achche, khabar ta kheye ne tar por amra abar bichanate shoeye porbo aar dekhbo je tor laurar aro koto dom baki ache. Ami aar Piya amader guud khule shoeye thkabo aar tui amader ek ek kore chude jabi.”

Maar katha sune ekbar henshe dilam aar maa ke bollam, “maa, beshi bolona, ​​Jakhon ulte palte chudbo na tomake aar Piya didi takhon sab challenge deoya bhule jabe. Theek ache dekhe neo ami kakhono pechone hotbo na.” Tar por amra chupchap khabar kheye nilam aar hath mukh dhueye abar theke bedroom paunche gelam. Bedroom eshe Piya didi chat kore bichanate uthe chit hoye shoeye porlo aar mmao Piya didir pashe chit hoye shoeye porlo. Takhon aamo maa aar Piya didir majh khane shoeye porlam. Ami jeyee shoeye chee omni du dik theke maa ar Piya didi amar dike pash phire ekta kore paa amar oopor tulke dilo aar hath duto bariye amar laura ta te hath bolate laglo. Takhon aamo amar du hath diye maar aar Piya didir ekta ekta mayee tipte laglam. Eibar maa uthe boshe gelo aar Piya didi ke bollo, “kee ichchee ta kee tor? Eibar guud maranor number to amar?” Piya didi takhon hath diye amar laura ta muchrote muchrote maa ke bollo, “kee maa, tumi kisser numberer katha bolcho?” Ami kichu bujhte parchee na.” Maa takhon ektu jhunke Piya didir ekta mayee tipte tipte bollo, “ba re amar chenal meye, nijer chocolate bhaier laura ta dhore muchrochis aar ari ki bolte chaichee ta bujhte parchis na? Aare ami jante chaee je tui eibareo Parthor laurata diye nijer guud ta choda bee na ami Parthor laurata amar gude dhukiye niye ami guud ta chudiye nee.” Piya didi takhon maa ke bollo, “na maa, tumi jai bolo na keno, ami eto boro chenal magi noyee je ami tomar guud ta khali rekhe Partho laura ta ami amar guud diye khete thakee. Tumi aram kore, tariye tariye tomar cheler laura ta nijer guud diye khete para. Ami shot jachchee, amar bhishon ghoo peyeche.” Piya didir katha gulo sune maa amake bollo, “chal Partho, tui eibare amake chude de, amar guud ta mere de. Khabarer aage tor aar Piyar choda dekhte dekhte amar guud tarase bhije giyechilo aar ras gulo ekhono shukoi nee. Amar guud ekhono tor lauara ta khabar janno dekhna koto nal bar korche. Chal eibar bhalo kore amake chude de aar amar guud jala ta mitiye de baba.” Ami maa ke bollam, “maa ami ekhon tomar ponder phuto te amar laura ta dhokabar ichchee korche. Tumi ki ekhon amake tomar pond ta marte debe?” Maa amar katha sune bollo, “tui theek tor babar moton hoyechis. Khali ponder putor dike najor. Achcha chol tui aage amar pond maar tar por amar guud ta kintu chude dibee. Theek to?”

Maar katha sune Piya didi bollo, “haan, haan maa tomar pond maranor por Partho tomar guud ta chude debe. Karon ami ekhon shot jachhee. Tomara maa beta te mile pond mara mari koro aar guud choda chudi koro. Tobe ami kal sakale kintu Partho ke diye amar guud ta bhalo kore chodabo.” Maa uthe Piya didir mayeer bonta ta dhore chumree kat tee kat te bollo, “haan, amar bhai bhatari meye kal sakal bela ghum theke uthe Partho tor gude tar banra debe.” Didi jabar someye maar pacha te hath bulote bulote bole gelo, “maa tomar pacha duto besh bhari bhari. Parthor khoob bhalo lagbe tomar ponder phuto te tar laura ta dhukiye thapate. Aar tumi amake eta bolo je tumi etro chodonkhor magi ki aage thakte chile naa cheler laklake banra dekhe eto chonbaj magi hoye gecho?” Maa Didi ke bollo, “naa re ami chodonkhor magi aage chilam na. Biyer pore shoshur barite eshe ami eto chodonkhor hoye gechee. Karon biyer pore shosur barite prothom prothom amake sabai chudto.” Pidi aar ami chomke giye bollam, “mane, tomake sabai mile chudto?” Maa ghar nere bollo, “haan, biyer pore shoshur barite asbar por ami janlam je amar shosur barite ekebare free sex. Jar jakhon jake ichchee chode.” Ami aar didi abar eksonge jigesj korlam, “tar mane, je jake paye ta ke chode?” Maa matha nariye haan bollo. Takhon ami aar didi maa ke dhore abar theke bichanate bosiye diye bollam, “maa bolo na tomar shoshur barir free sexer kahini.”

Maa takhon amake aar didi ke joriye dhore bolte shuru korlo, “biyer por ami jakhon amar shsur barite ashi takhon amar khoob khateer holo aar amar mukh dekhe sabai anek anek jinish, goyena aar taka dilo. Rate amar phool sojja hobar chilo tai amar shashuree aae amar nanad, mane toder thakurma aar toder pishi eshe amake sondhe belate khoob sajiye dilo aar amar kane kane bollo je aaj rate tomar jato koshto hok na keno tumi ekdon chechamecho korbe na. Rate dinnerer por amake ekta glore niye giye boshiye dilo. Bichanate khoob phool chorno chilo aar sara glore teo char dike phool mala lotke rakha chilo. Khanik pore toder baba glore dhuklo aar grhorer darja ta bondo kore dilo. Tarpor tor baba amar kache eshe amake joriye dhore amake chumu khelo aat amar mayee duto pok pok kore tipte laglo. Ami tor babar ador khete khete aste kore bollam je light ta nibiye dao toder baba bollo naa aaj ker rate ami grhorer light jaliye tomar neongto roop dekhbo ar tomake chudbo. Ami aar ki kori chup kore thaklam. Tar por toder baba amake puro length to kore diye bichanate phele amake ulte palte se rate teen bar chudlo. Ek bar amar booker oopore chore, dwitiyo bar peechon theke amar guard banra diye ar tritiyo bar amake nijer oopore choriye.” Eto khon maa bok bok kore chup hoye amader bollo, “Partho amake ektu jal khawabee?” Didi song bichana theke uthe bollo, “danrao ami jal ene dichee.” Ei bole didi nengto ponde pacha duliye duliye ranna ghor theke jal ante colle gelo. Khanik pore didi jal niye elo aar maa got got kore jal ta kheye nilo.

Jal kheye maa abar theke bola shuru kore dilo, “phool sojjar porer din ami sakal bela amar shoshuree ke khunjte khunjte ooporer chater glore colle gole gelam aar ja dekhlam tate amar payer neecher theke mati sore gelo. Ami dekhlam je amar shashruu ke ekdom udom length kore bichanate chit kore phele maar jamai mane toder pishemasai khoob jore jore chudchee aar toder thakrmaa paa duto oopore kore neech theke pond tola dite dite nijer jamair laura ta nijer guud diye khachchee. Tai dekhe ami khanik khon sekhane rukhe thaklam tar por ami sekhan kheke sore neeche chole elam. Neeche eshe ami amar grore jabar someye amar shorer glore ekbar unkee marlam aar dekhlam je amar shoshur masai mane toder thakur dada onar boro bou mane toder jethima ke nengto kore bichanate char hathe paye jhunkiye toder jethima ke kukur choda korche aar toder jethima nijer komor aage pechone korte korte nijer shoshrer laura ta gapa gap kore nijer guud diye khachhee. Oopre shosree-jamaier choda chudee korche aar neeche shosshur tar boro bou ke chuche dekhe to amar matha kharap hobar moto hoye gelo. Ami aste aste nijer grhorer dike egote laglam. Amar glore giye dekhi je amar bichanate amar bhasur mane toder jetha aar amar nanod mane toder pishi nengto hoye monk sukhe guud mamari cholachee. Eto sab kando karkhana dekhe ami aar thakte parlam na, ami agyan hoye sei khane pore gelam. Jakhon amar gyan elo ami dekhlam je ami amar bichanate shoeye aar amar palonger char dhare amar shoshur, shashuree, nanod, nondai, bhasur aar amar boro jaa gol kore danriye ache.” Maar katha sunte sunte ami aar didi khub garom hoye giye chilam aar tai didi amar laura ta ke niye mukhe pure nilo aar seta ke chuste laglo. Amio song song maar guude angul dhukiye dilam aar guud khenchte laglam.

Maa khanik khon chup kore theke amader ke bollo, “aare tora korchis ta kee. Char, char aage amar shoshur barir kahin ta aro shone to ne.” Ami aar didi bollam, “thak maa aar bolte hobe na amader thakurma aar thakurdadar kahini. Tomar kahini shunte shunte amader shoreer khoob garom hoye geche aar aamder laura aar guud choda chudir korbar janno khabi khachche.” Maa aamder chimu kheye bollo, “naa amar sonara, aajke tora amar katha gulo shune ne. Ami koto din dhore ei katha gulo amar booker bhetore chepe rekhechilam Aaj jakhon katha utheche takhon amake bole nite de.” Ami aar Piya didi nollam, “theek aaj sab katha bole nau aar tomar booker bhar ta halka kore nao.” Takhon maa abar theke bolte shuru korlo, “amara gyan phirte ashar por ami dekhlam je amar palonger char dhare barir sabai gol hoye danriye ache. Didi song song maa ke jigesh korlo, “maa jakhon tomar gyan phirlo aar tumi dekhle je sabai tomar palonger char dhare danriye ache, takhon sabai kapore chilo na sabai nengto hoye chilo?’

Maa bollo, “amake majh khane thamash na, amake bolte de, aar haan sabai kapore chilo.” Ei bole maa abar theke bola shuru korlo, “sabai takhon kapore chilo aar amar shashuree amake jigesh korlen je amar kee hoye chilo? Rate bhalo ghum hoye chilo to? Takhon pash theke amar nanod bollo, ki maa, tumio jemon? Phoolsojjar rate keu ghumoye? Kal sara rat baudi nengto hoye dadar bara diye nijer guud khoob kore chudiyeche. Shashuree amar nanod ke thamiye diye bollen bouma tomar kee hoyeche? Ami kichu bollam na aar khali char dike takate laglam. Takhon toder pyshemashai bollen je aar kichu hoye nee, aaj prothom bar amader barir karjo kalap dekhe ektu bhorke geche. Ami kichu bollam na. Takhon amar shashuree amake bollo, bauma amader khola khulee bhabhe choda chudi dekhe ki tomar shoreer kharap lagche. Dekho tomake aage bola hoye nee amader barite eke bare open sex chalu ache. Jakhon jar song chida chudi korte ichchee hoye amra tar song choda chudi kore. Tomar kal phool sojja hoyeche aar amra jani je tomar guud amar choto chele teen bar chudeche aar tumi prothom bar chara aar dui bar tomar pond tola dite dite khoob kore guud chudiecho. Aaj theke tumi o amader barir open sexer janno toyeree hoye jao. Aaj ke tomake prothome tomar shoshur tomake chudbe aartar por tomar bhasur ar tar por tomar nondai tomake chudbe. Tumi dekhbe jakhon tomar guude eto sb laura gulo dhukbe tomar koto bhalo lagbe. Eto ta bole shashuree chup korlem.”

Maa khanik pore abar theke bolte shuru korlo, “maa chp hot amar boro jaa amake bollo, aar chok pat pat kore shoeeye thakte hobe na. Cholo otho. Ekhon amader shoshur tar laura diye tomar guud ta chudbe. Ei bole boro jaa amake hath dhore danr koriye dilo. Ami danrate boro jaa amar shoreer theke amar sari, saya, blouse aar bra ta khule nilo aar amake sobar samne ekdom lengtho kore dilo. Ami lengtho hoyteye amar shoshur hat duto bariye amar khola mayee duto dhore jore jore tipte laglen aar amar nanod eggeye eshe tar baaper jama kapor khulte lago. Khanik pore amar shoshur ekdom lengtho hoye gelen aar aar ami chokh nabiye dekhlam je onar laura ta besh boro, prayee 9”lumba aar mata o prayee 4”. Amar nanod amar payer kache boshe baaper laura ta mukhe niye chuste laglo. Jei amar shoshurer laura ta khara hoye gelo takhon amake amar boro jaa bichnate abar chit kore shoeeye diye amar pachar tolaye ekta balish diye dilo aar amar guud ta ke du hathe kore khule diye shoshur ke bollo, ashun baba apnar choto boumar guud ta ami khule dhorechee apni apnar laura ta dhukiye choto bouma ke khoob kore chudun. Boro jaar katha shone shoshur amar gude tar laura ta lagiye amake chudte laglo aar amar bhasur amar mathar kache boshe amar mayee duto tipte thaklo. Khanik pore amar shoshurer thap gulo bhalo lagte laglo aar amido pacha tule tule shoshurer thap song neech theke thap marte laglam. Khanik pore shoshur amar guude tar pheda chere dilo ar amar oopore shieye haphaante laglo. Khanik pore amar bhasur amake dhore tule amar guud ta bhalo kore punche diye amakr upur kore shoeye dilo aar peechon theke amar guude tar banra ta dhukiye amar guud marte laglo. Bhasurer choda sesh hot na hot amar nondai amake tar kole boshiye amar mayee duto chatkate chatkate amake chudlo. Ami tin tin joner choda kheye ekebare abosh hoyeShoeye thaklam. Emni kore amake aste aste barir sabai chudlo. Rate toder baba amake chudto aar dine amake amar shoshur, bhasur aar amar nondai ek ek kore prayee roj chudto. Jakhon amar mashik hot takhon amar ponder phuto te tara lauara dhukiye amar pond marto. Emni kore kore ami aste ate bhison bhabe chodonkhor hoye gelam.”

Ami aar maar katha sune khoob garom hoye giyechilam tai ami aar didi maa ke joriye dhore maar mayee duto tipte tipte maa ke bollam, “maa, sottee sottee tumi anek laura tomar guud diye kheyecho. Tumi tomar borer, shoshurer, bhasurer, nondairer laura diye tumi khoob chudiyecho. Kintu ekta katha bolo je tomar ei chamri gande keu tar laura dhukiye tomar pond mare nee?” Maa takhon amader bollo, “haan, amar pond to jakhon takhon mara hot. Kakhono tor dau amake deke niye giye amake hoye palonger dhar, ba tablere dhar dore danr koriye peechon theke amar ponde laura dhiukiye amar pond marto. Kakhono amake jakhon amar bhasur chudto takhon amar nondai pechon theke eshe amar ponde laura dhukiye ditto aar ami du joner majh khane shoeye shoeye giuud aar pond diye dujoner laura gulor thap khetam aar guuder jal khasatam. Asole bolte ki amar shashureer khoob pond marate bhalobasto, jake ekebare gandu mihila. Khali ponde unchu kore kauke na kauke diye pond marate thakto. Amra barite kahkhono kapor pore thaktam na. Amra sabai sab samaye lengtho hoye thaktam aar jakhon takhon choda chudi kortam. Ekbar amar maa, mane toder didima, amar shoshur barite eshchilo. Maa prothome eto sab kahini bujhte parenee tobe jakhon bujhte parlo takhon maa o barite nengto hoye thaka shuru kore dilo aar jake peto take diye guud marato. Ekhon to toder mamar bariteo free sex chalu kore diyeche toder didima.”

Er por theke barite ami maa aar amar Piya didi kakhono kono kapor chopr portam na. Amra sara din nengto hoye thaktam. Maa aar Piya didi nengto hoye ranna glore kaj korto aar ami theke theke ranna glore giye tader mayee duto tip ditam tar por amra nengto hoye ek songtable boshe khabar khetam. Khabar somey ami theke maa ba Piya didir mayee duto tiptam ba kakhono kakhono tader guuder ungul dhukiye ditam. Guude angul dhokale maa ba dididi tar paa duto aro phank kore dito jate ami bhalo kore gude dhokate paree. Amader jaar jakhon ichche hot tar song choda chudi kortam aar tate anno jon kichu mone korto na. Ei bhabe amader din gulo khoob bhalo bhave kete jete laglo. Didi aar maa amar choda kheye eto khushi chilo je didi tar kichu bondhu der guud amake diye chudiye ditto. Maa o amake diye amader parar kichu mohilar guud amake diye chudiye dite laglo. Tobe joto choda chudi hoto sab eksonge ek bichanate hoto, chai se diudir bandhobee ba para kono mohilar song. Kakhono kakhono para kono mohila mane maar bandhobee jakhonamake diye guud marachhe sei Someye didi tar kono bandhobee ke niye eshe hajeer, takhon ami mar bandhobeer guud ta chude didir bandhobeer guud chudtam. Kakhono kakhono maa ba dieo tader bandhobeer song song nujer guud tao amake diye chodato.

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