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Aasma my love

I am shani from islamabad, I am 25 years old, this is story about my lovely girl friend Aasma. Before going to start my sotry please reply and give me the comments about my story at (tum_bin_shanee@hotmail.com).

now I write story in urdu for easily understanding.
mari rishta ma phopho lagti hai jo ka bahawalpur rahti hai, unki 2 betian hai or 1 beta, aik ka naam Aasma or dosri ka naam Saima ha, Saima bari ha par us ka color sanwla ha or figure bi kuch khas nahi, par Saima bari khubsurat or attractive larki hai, uska rung gora chita or jism bhara bhara average or boobs 36 size ka hai, aankhai nishili or hont sharabi hai. Or beta mara ham umar hai.
ham log bachpan sa hi garmio ki chuttian manana bahawalpur jaya karta tha, waha ham inhi phopho ka ghar raha karta tha, ma bachpan ma bara sharmila hotta tha or larkia muja buhat like karti thi kuneka ma buht caring tha or hoo. ma phopho ka ghar ma Asma ka sath hi khaila krta tha, sara din akatha ghomna phirna, kafi dafa sath hi raat ko tv pa drama dakhta dathta akatha so jata tha, phopho ka husband buht possesive sa tha or bus sara din apna kamo ma laga rahta tha or raat ko aka khana kha ka so jaya karta tha, shaid ma tamheed kuch zyada baand raha hoo par ma chahta hoo ka story ka sara back ground aap logo ko batao taka apko interesting laga.
4rth class ka baad ham log 4 5 saal chuttian guzarna bahawalpur na ja saka, jab ma 8th class ma tha us waqt dobara ham log chuttio ma bahawalpur gai tu Aasma sa mil kar ma buht khush hawa, us waqt uski wo 5th pa parti thi or parhai ma bus so so hi thi, ma bara brilliant student tha tu mari phopho na Aasma ko parhana or uska chuttiao ka kam pora krwana ki zumadarri mari laga di, ab ham suba uth ka nashta karta, phir usa ma homework krwata or apna bi karta, uska baad khailta, dopahar ko naha ka kuch dair sotta, bahawalpur ma kuneka garmi nuht hotti ha is lia din ma 2 dafa bi nahana parta hai body temperature normal rakhna ka lia warna aik baar tu zror nahana parta hai.
Phopho ka ghar single story hi tha lakin first floor par chardiwari thi jaha garmio ma raat ko sotta tha. Ham bacha log aksar raat ko tv dakhta hua tv lounge ma hi so jata tha, jb ka phopho or unka husband uppar sotta tha. Aik din dopahar ko parhaie sa farig ho ka ma nahana chala gya, us waqt phopho washing machine ma kapra dho rhi thi,jb ma wapis aya tu phopho khti ha beta muja ganda kapra da do taka ma unhai dho do, ma ganda kapra lana ka lia wapis washroom aya jaha mana nahana ka baad kapra change kia tha taka phopho ko da sako, par jaisa hi mana washroom ka darwaza khola tu Asma samna naha rahi thi, wo us waqt apna chest pa sabun laga rhi thi, muja dakh kar khna lagi tuma sharm nai atii Shani washroom ma bina knock kia ghusa chala araha ho, mana kaha tuma chatkhni lagani chahia thi, ab muja kia pata undar koe hai ya nai, wo khti thek ha ab niklo yaha sa, mana kaha muja kpra da do, usna da dia or ma agya wapis.
Us waqia ka baad mari nazrai baar baar uska gora jism ki taraf jati, raat ko jab tv dakh raha tha tu pasina ki waja sa ma na apni shirt uttar di thi or sirf shorts ma bath ka tv dakh raha tha, Asma ka bi garmi or pasina sa bura haal tha, ma na usa kaha ka tm bi apni shirt uttar do tu wo khti ha ammi dakhi gi tu danta gi, mana kaha kuch nai hotta phopho unka husband or Saima uppar sona chala gai ha, ma tm or tmhara bhai hai jo ka tv dakhta dakhta oongna lag gaya tha.
Asma na zara sharmata hua shirt uttar di,thori dair baad ham dono ko bi need aagai, raat ka pichla pahar muja jaag aie tu mana dakha ka Asma na shirt tu pahla hi uttari hue the par uska ulta sona ki waja sa uski shalwar bi uska hips sa nicha khiski hue thi, muja ya nazara bara acha lgna laga, ma na dakha ka Asma gahrii neend soe hue thi, tu muja sharart sujhi or ma na uski shalwar ko thora or nicha kr dia, ab uski chhoti si gaand saaf nazar ana lagi, ma baikhtiari uski hips or buttocks pa hath phairna laga, muja apni lulli ma harkat mhsos hue, us waqt muja sex ka bara ma koe pata nae tha, hath phairna ki waja sa Asma thora hilli or seedhi ho gai, jiski waja sa uski chotti si phuddi jis par brown chhota chhota baal tha nazar ana lagi, mana himat kr ka uski phuddi pa hath phairna shuru kr dia, hath phairta phairta mari ungli uski phuddi ka lips ka undar chali gai, usa mhsos hua or wo neend sa jaag gai, mana usa naand sa jagta dakha tu forun ghabra ka lait gaya, or ankhai band kar kii, usna na muja laitta hua dakh tu lia tha, mana dil ma socha ka la shani tari shamat aie, par usna muj sa kuch na kaha, thori dair baad muja neend agai.
suba jab utha tu sab log uth chuqa tha, phopho na nashta krwya, uska baad hasba mamool ma or Asma homework karna bath gai, tu home work krta krta muja Asma na pocha, shani tm raat ko mara shalwar ka undar hath daal ka kia kr raha tha, mana darta hua kaha kuch nai, us na piar sa kaha aisa nai karta, aisa krna buri baat hai, daant para gi karo ga tu, mana kaha acha.
iska baad koe khas waqia nai hua tu chuttian khatam ho gai or ham log wapis agay. Phir muja 10th ma dobar december ki vocations ma bahawalpur phopho ki traf jana hua, isi dafa ma or mara bara bhai hi waha gai tha. Hama dakh kar phopho buht khush hue, Asma ab bari piari ho gai thi, jawani ma qadam rakh rhi thi, 29 ka bobbs bi ho gai tha mara andaza ka mutabiq, wo bi muj sa ghul mil gai or idher udhar ki batain karna lagi study ki,islamabad ki wgaira wgaira. Bhai tu aikdin ka baad dosra relative ki traf chala gaya par ma wahi raha. Ab muja bi yaro dosto sa sex pa guftgu ki waja sa kafi pata chal gaya tha or balig bi ho gaya tha, lulli ab lun ban gai thi or action ka lia ready tha, ma buht kam shrarta karta tha is lia phopho wgaira muja bara shariff samajta tha or wasa bi wo muja bachpan sa janti thi, or Asma ka rishta mari traf karna ka lia unho na maari ammi sa baat bi ki thi.
agla din 10 baja Asma muja uthana aie: khti ha utth jai, 10 baj gay hai.
ma na kaha ma buhat thaka hua hoo, muja sona do plz.

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