Bagla chuda golpar Vanadr ~"mamto vai ka dea Gud chudan prothom porbo 2"

Amit ke hostele chere diye amra abar Kolkataye phire elam. Bari eshe ami sab theke age bathroome gelam aar giye hishi korlam. Hishi hoye jabar par jakhon ami amar gudta dhuchillam ami hath diye amar gudta chuye bujhte parlam je Amitr choda kheye amar gudta ektu beshi phank hoye geche. Ami uthe giye nijeke ainar samne daralam aar gudta bhalo kore dekhlam. Dekhlam je guder mukhta besh khule ache, tar angule diye dekhlam je guder bhetore satichhad aar neyee.

Parerdin college giye ami amar chodabar kotha amar bondhuder bollam. Bondhura bollo, "Good God. Tui to daroom chutee koraychish ray. Teen teen baar gud chudiye cheesh? Tao tor bhai chudechey tokay?" Ami amar classer modhey khoob popular hoye gelam. Amake amar bondhu ra jigesh korte lahlo je barata ke much diye aar gud diye khete ki rakom lage? Bara jakhon gude dhoke takhan ki khub lage? Gud chodate kato maza hoe? Classer jato meyera nijer boyfreinder kotha bolto tara amar samne sab chup mere gelo. Classer meye, Neeta, je khub baro golaye bolto je tar boyfriend tar sareer opor theke tar gud khablaye se ekhon chupchap thato.

Claaser modhey amar man samman bere gelo aar ami khub popular hoe gelam. Edike Amitr songe choda chudee te amar sharir tao besh barte laglo. Amar maigulo phule uthlo aar amar purono braguno sab bekar hoe gelo. Amar pacha duto bharo bhari hoe uthlo aar hantar songe songe pacha duto besh bhalo bhabhe dulte shuru korlo. Ami bujhte parlam je ami ek kumaree meye theke ekjon gud chodane mahila hoe gechee. Amit amake chodar somay amar thont duto khub chusechilo aar tayee amar thont duto ektu phule uthlo. Sab miliye amar classer meyera amake ekjon s \ \ *//// e /*\\ x - y mahila bolte laglo.

Amit jabar praye dash din pore Amit amake prathom chithee liklho. Amitr chithee na peyee ami bhabhchilam je Amitr amake chodar sakh mite geche aar tayee o amake ar chitee debena.

Amit amake likhlo,

"Dear Khukumoni:

Digha jabar janno dhannobad. Ami nije thke kono dino ekla Digha jete partam naa. Ami jani je amar chithee na peye tumi khoob chintito. Ami khamma parthee aar pratigya korchee je aar deri kore chithee debona. Kintu kee korbo prashunar eto chap je matha tolar samaye neyee. Tabe amar mathar modheye ja ja hoyechee ta sab samay ghurte thake. Ami sab samaye bhabhte thaki je ki rakom kore choda chudee korechee aar tatae amader kato anandoo hoyeche. Amar chokher samne kahli tor much bhaste thake aar ami dekhee je to mukhe kato rakon bhav ase jakhon tue amar bara ta gude nish, jakhon tor guder jal khase.

Kintu abar amr mathaye etao ase je amara cousins hochee aar madder choda chudee kora ta theek? Amara dujanyee jani je madder choda chudee ta incest hochee. Kintu ami ekhon manush khaoya bagh. Amara much ekhon aro chaye. Amar barata abar to gude dhukte chaye. Tor ki mone hoye je amader abar choda chudee kora ucheet? Eta ki theek hobe? Tue bhalo kore bheve amaye jabab patha. Hazar holeo tue ekta meye aar tuee nije thik kor je ki kora uchit. Haan, ekta kotha, ami toke khoob khoob bhalobashi aar toke abar theke chdte chayee.

Amar bhalo basha nish. Tor uttarer apekha te royeelam. Amar ajsta chumban tor sara sharire nish.

Amit"

Ami jakhon Amitr chithee porlam to bujhte parlam je Amit amake sattee sattee bhalobashe. Aar etao bujhlam je amar aar Amitr kono mote biye hote parena. Amit sattee sattee ekta gentleman aar moner dando janne Amit amake chithee lekhe nee. Ami bhavete laglam je ami jadi Amitr chithir uttar na dee to Amit aar Kolkatate asbe na aar eleo amake chudbe na. Ami anke bheve chinta kore Amit ke uttar pathalam.

"Amit:

Tor chithee ta kintu amar kache kono aschrya noye. Tue sattee sattee gentleman. Toke amar bolte ache je ami ke ki bole tar dhar dhari na. Maa jadi amader byapar jante pare tao ami care kari na. Tor songe amar ja relation gore utheche tar janno ami ektup afsosh kari na. Haan aar jadi amake tor janno shashtee pete tao niye nebo.

Ami toke amar icheche moto chithee likhte parbo na, tobe toke ami bhishan bhishan bhalobashi, Ami tor samne nijer kapor chopor khule paa phank kore sutam na jadi na ami toke bhalobashtam. Aar bagh keno annoo jinish khae jakhon se manusher mansho pabe? Aar tao bina chaitayee. Sejanno, tue tara tari Kolkata chole aye. Amara abar theke chodachudi korbo. Ami tor bara chusbo aar tuee amar gud chusbee aar gud chudbee. Haan, amio amder Digha ghatona gulo amar chokher samne dekhte payee. Bhalo kore porasuna kor aar jakhon somay hoe takhon amake chithee likhbee.

Ami tor hochhee aar tor thakbo. Amader majhkhane keuo thakbena. Ami toke amar sab kitchu ujar kore diyechee aar debo. Tue shudhu janbee je ami toke anek anek bhalobashi.

Amar bhalobasha aar chumu nish.

Khuku�

Jato din berute laglo, tato Amitr chiti aro derite aste laglo. Kichu din pore Amit aar chithee liklo na. Amar mone hote laglo je Amit bodh hoye nijer pistoto boner songe choda chudi karar janno mone mone khub ahoto. Kintu Amit kichu din pore likhlo je, �ami sab somay tomake nijer chokher samne dekhi. Dekhi je tue nangto hoe amar pase bichanate shoe achis. Toke dekhte dekhte amar bara ta khara hoe jaye aar ami tor opore chore toke chudte thaki. Kintu jeyee amar ghum bhenge jaye ami dekhi je keu kothao neyee aar amar barata khara hoe ache. Amar khub kharab lage. Amar mone hoe je amar barar neeche tholi te jama virja khali tor gud phelar janno tayeree hochhe. Ami janina ami ki korbo?�

Ami Amit ke likhlam, �Amit, Sona amar, tue jadi amake mone kore nijer bara kheenchis to ami kichu mone korbo na. Tue jakhon bara kheencbee amake agetheke janiye dish, tahole ami bichanate amar sab jama kapor khule nengto hue nijer paa duto phank kore shue thakbo aar mone mone bhabo je tue amar gude bara dhukiye jordar nari talano thap marachis aarami komor tule tor barata amar gudke khawchee. Amader choda chudir sheshe amar ek dujon ke jariye amared jal khashachee.

Tue oto chinta bhavna korishna. Toke ami ageo bolechi je tue jakhon Kolkata ashbee ami tor barar sab jala nitiye debo. Tue takhon amake jato parish chude dish. Amar gud phank kore kore jato parish nijer barar ras gude bhorish. Tue Kolkata te ele tue ja ja bolbee ami tor janno ta ta korbo.

Tue khali amar kache chole aye. Amar bhalobasha aar chumu nish. Tor choda khabar apekkhaye rayilam.

Khuku"

Sara garam kal beriye gelo aar tar por pechpeche barsha ka beriye gelo kintu Kolkata te aste parlo na. Ami khali Amitr theke choda khabar janno apekkhaye chup chap Kolkayaye bose royechee. Amar aar sajhho hochhilona. Tayee ami Amitr nam kore ek ek rate du-teeb kore angule diye guder ras khashachee. Tarpor sheet kal eshe gelo. Amit amake likhlo:

"Darling Khuku:

Christmas chutee te ami chayee je ami tor kache Kolkataye ashi. Ami chayee je tue amader janno ekta niribili jayega khunje rakh, jekhane amara jaa icheche korte pari, jakhon icheche korte pari. May be, I get to keep you completely naked with me. I have an elaborate plan for you. Can we do that?

Love

Amit"

Ami Amit ke like pathalam, �Darling, tor katha moto ami jatega pabar janno chesta korbo jekhane amake aar toke jeno keu disturb na kore. Tobe koto diner janno alda ghar chaee ta likhishni keno? Je muhurte ami ghar peye jabo ami toke likhe janabo. Ekhon toke bole rakhi je tue sab samay amar buker bhetore thakis. Jakhoni ami chok bando kori ami tike dekhte payee. Aar dekhee je tue amake nengto kore achcha kore chumu khachhis aar amar mai tipchis. Ami sam samay bujhte pari je tor kato tara ache amake chodar janno. Amio tke khoob taratari amar kache chaee. Akon nijer pora shone thak.

Amar bhalobasha nish

Khuku"

Ami bujhte parlam je ami aar college pora meye nayee, ekhon ami Amitr premik. Amit amake apon kore pete chae amon jayegaye jekhane keu amader jeno disturb na kore. Ami aro janlam je Amit amader choda chudi te amar pet hote dite chai na. Clegge jabar somay ami ekta ashuder dokan theke du maser janno contraceptive pill kine nilam ar ekta kheye nilam. Choda chudi somay condom lagiye chudte Amit khoob ekta bhalo lagena.

Dhire dhire din par hote laglo aar amar matha kaj korte laglo je ki rakon kore ami kom kore 24 ghantar janno ekta asthana khunge bar korbo jekhane ami aar Amit aram kore choda chudi korte parbo. Ami etao chinta korchilam je ami barite ki bolbo, karon maa sab samay amake chokhe chokhe rakhe. Seshmesh, ekta suraha dekhte pelam, jate bariteo jhamela hobe na aar ekta niribili ghor paowa jabe. Amar classer ek bondhu Kolkatar baierr meye hochhe aar se ekta one bed rppm flat bhara kore Nort Kolkataye thake. Tar bariwala kono sate panche thake na. Amar bondhutee chutee te nijer barite ek saptaher janno jachee. Ami tar songe kotha bollam je ami tar flate du din aar du ratree janno amar bhai ke niye thake pari? Amar bondhuti amar bayapaar janto aar se rajee hoe gelo.

Ami jakhon eto sab plan korchilam, ami kintu Amit ke kichu janayene jate tar pora shona te kono badha na ase. Ami khali Amit ke likhe pathalam je se jeno kono kitchu amar barite na bole. Amitr chutir du din age ami take sudhu likhe pathalam je �North Kolkata te amar bondhur address se jeno soja chole aase sekhane ami tar songe dekha korbo aar tar por amara anno jayega te jabo.� Tarpor ami amar maa ke bollam je �ami du-teen diner janno amar bandhabi Neera kache North Kolkata te jabo.� Maake mananor janno ami maa ke aro bollam je �ami maa ke roj kom kore du bar phone korbo.�

Maa amar kotha mene gelo aar amar jama kapor sab guchiye dilo aar ami amader care kore driverer songe amar bandhbir barite chole gelam. Ami Neerar barite praye 11.00 somaye paunche gelam. Amake dekhe Neera bollo, �Khuku tuee satee sattee ekta gud chodane magi.� Ami Neera ke bollam, �tor gude jakhon ekbar asol bara dhukbe takhon tue nijer gud niye khela chere dibee aar sab somay bara janno chunk chunk korbee.� Neera amake abar bollo, �thak thak aar bolte hobe na, ami jani je tue tor mamato bhai ke diye tor gud chodachis aar amake khali gayan dichis.� Neerar kotha sune amar sara gaa te agun lege gelo tabe guder kutkutneer jnno ami chup kore gelam. Tobe ami Neera ke bollam, �Haan, ami amar bhai ke diye gud marayee. Se anek baro hochhe aar tar baratao besh baro aar se chudte khoob bhalo pare. Tue jadi amar songe thik babohar rakhbee tobe ami toke amar bhaier barar chodan khete debo. Ami amar bhai ke request kore tor gud chudiye debo. Amar bhaier kach theke choda kheye tue tor boyfreinder bara ta aar dekhteo chaibee na." Neera amar kotha sune amar dike ekta soft toy chure phello aar bollo, �thanks, amar guder janno toke kichu korte hobe na.�

Ek ghontar modhey Neera stationer janno beriye gelo. Amitr train Kharagpur theke 15.00 hr asar kotha aar tar por ekhane aste tar praye 45 minutes lagbe tar por Amitr aro praye 15 minut lagbe amar bandhabir bari khunjte. Ami mone mone bhavlam je Amit praye 4.30 PM abdi ebarite asbe. Ami khaink por theke khali khali gharir dike takate laglam. Bari theke asar somay ami khanikta Chinese Chiken niye ese chilam aar tar songe fried rice aar Coca Cola. Amar somay katchilona bole ami chup chap ekla ekla bose lunch korte laglam aar kheye niye ami bhablam je ekta lomba bhat ghum lagale bhalo hoye. Kenona ami jantam je aajke ratree bela Amit amake ekdam ghumote debena.

Ami chok ghuriye gharta dekhte laglam. Chater opor ekta ghar aar tate doto kather janla. Ghare bishes kono furniture neyee, ekta single bed, ekta kather table ar duto kather chairs aar ekta pechone helano chair. Gharer songe ekta choto kitchen aar ekta choto bathroom. Gharer baire ekta choto balcony ta theke bairer rasta ta dekha jaye. Ami bichanar chador badal kore sue porlam. Charter somaye ami uthe dant majlam, chool ancharlam, dress change korlam, aar ektu makeup korlam. Tarpor ami ekta chair niye balconyte giye boslam, jate Amit ele ami take dekhte payee. 4 15 PM, ami Amit ke dekhte pelam. Ami dekhlam je Amit bari khinjche. Ami bhavchilam je ekbar Amit opre dekhuk aar ami take daki. Amit ekbr opre dekhlo aar amake dekhe ektu hanslo. Ami Mntu ke hath nere daklam, Amit hath narlo aar taratari barideke aste lagl.

Aami taratari bathroom dhuke giye hisi korlam aar amar gudta bhalo kore dhue nilam. Jakhon gud dhuchilam takhon de

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