Hijabi Girl Lund Ki Pyasi Apne Boobs Aur Chut Ko Masalti Huyi

Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki madhum roshni thi aur khidki se aati August ki geeli hawa parde hila rahi thi. Hawa mein ittar ka halka musk,andleshti ki khushboo, aur bedsheet par pichli raat ka sukha rass — sab mila hua. Zoya abhi namaaz ke baad wapas aayi thi, aur hijab utarna bhool gayi thi... ya jaan-boojh ke nahi utari thi.

**Zoya** — sattais saal ki, rang saanwla-gora mila jula, chehra tadakta hua gulabi. Baal ghane kale jo hijab ke neeche chipke rahe the. Chuchiyan 34D, bhari aur gol, abhi kurti ke andar bra mein qaid. Nipples bhure-gulabi, kadak hoke kapde se dabe ja rahe the. Kamar chaudbees inch, gaand gol aur bhaari, janghe gathili par mulayam. Honth bhare, aankhein badi bhoori — abhi phone ki screen par ek video chal raha tha aur uski saansein bhaari ho rahi thi.

*Zoya soch: Sab so rahe hain ghar mein... bas ek baar... kal tak intezar nahi hota...*

Usne phone bed ke side par rakh diya aur apne dono haath dheere se apni chuchiyon par rakhe — kurti ke upar se hi masalne lagi. *Hmmm...* — halki siski nikli. Ungliyan nipples ko kapde ke upar se ghumati hui, daba-daba ke. Har baar dabane par uski kamar jhuk rahi thi, gaand bedsheet par ragad kha rahi thi.

*"Ufff... kisi ka hota toh..."* — usne khud se hi kaha, honth daant mein daba ke.

Fir usne kurti upar ki, bra ka hook khol diya — *click* — aur bade bade boobs azad ho ke jhool gaye. Dono haathon se unko masalte hue, nipple ko ungliyon ke beech pakad ke *twist* kiya — *"Aaahhh...!"* — chut poori geeli ho chuki thi, salwaar ke andar rass ka nishaan ban raha tha.

Zoya ne salwaar aur panty ek hi jhatke mein ghutno tak utaar di. Chut ka muh gulabi, geela, chhon pe halké baal. Usne taangein faila di, ek haath neeche le jaar ke chut par rakh diya — *schlick* — ungli honthon ke beech phisal gayi. Clitoris ko ungli se dabaate hi uski kamar uchhali — *"Haaiii... mmmhh..."*

Ab ek haath chuchiyon ko masalta raha, doosra chut par ungli andar-bahar karne laga — *chap chap chap* — thook aur rass mila ke poori geeli. Hijab abhi bhi sar par thi — shayad isi neeyat mein uski hawas aur badh rahi thi. Usne aaina samne rakha, khud ko dekha — nangi chut, masalte hue boobs, aur sar par hijab — *"Hai Allah... main kya kar rahi hoon..."* — par haath rukne ke naam ko nahi le rahe the.

ungali ki raftaar badhi — *squelch squelch squelch* — do ungliyan andar, thumb clit ko dabaaye hue. Chuchi ka nipple doosre haath se khinch ke muh tak utha ke chus liya — *schlp* — apni hi jeebh se gila kar ke chatti par chhod diya. Kamre mein chut ke rass ki sharp-sweet mehak poori phail gayi.

*"Mmmhh... aaahhh... aise hi... haan wahi..."* — saansein tootne lagi, taangein kaanpne lagi, gaand bedsheet par uchal-uchal ke ungliyon ka saath de rahi thi. Table lamp ki roshni mein uska badan paseene se chamakne laga, hijab ka kinara gale se chipak gaya.

Zoya ne aankhein band ki, poori kamar utha ke jhadne wali hi thi — ungliyan ab poori tezi se andar-bahar — *chap-chap-chap-chap* — aur uske muh se lagataar siskiyan nikalne lagi.