Ekdin bikal bela paser basar Anne apu phone dilo aar amare tader basha-te jaite koilo.
Anne apu tokhon Medical 5th year-a pore. Dekhte shunte valoi aar pacha-ta mama-ra jotil. Anne apu khub dekhte shundor, forsha aar boobs 33 holeo pacha-ta at least 35 tooo hobei, moja hoilo sheye 5-7 height-er aar komor matro 24. Tai, rasta diya hatle polapan emnitei tar dike
ghuira takaito. Amar 5-5 height niya kokhono sahosh koira vabi nai je tar dike chokh tuila takano jabe, sotti kotha bolte ki ami onake bagher moto voy kortam, kintu mone mone tare chinta kore khichte valo lagto
Tooo jai hok, bikal bela tader basha-te giya dekhi, uni chara basha-te aar keu nai, uncle office theke ratre firben. Jak, ami Anne apur kache giye boshtei uni amar dike besh gomvir hoye bollen, “Ae, oedin je toke aar Neli-ke rekhe ami class korte chole gelam, shei din tora ki korchili bol, sotti kore bol haramjada!” Ami tooo voye shesh, tao mukh-chokh shukaye bollam, “Kichhu na tooo apu, amra tooo school-e gechi.” Anne apu motamoti gorjon kore bollen, “khobordar, amar sathe mittha bolbi na, ami toder school-mate-der kache khoj nichi, oedin tora school-e jash-e
nai”. Uni ektu dom niye bollen, “Amar dharona tora kharap kichu korchish, na hoile Neli porer tin din khoraya khoraya, dui pa fak koira hatbe ken?” Ami chinta korlam chapabaji kore par paite hobe, bollam “Anne apu, ami aar Neli apu oedin ekta jayega-te gechilam moja korar jonno, school palaite echchha hoichilo tooo tai, aar Neli apu rasta-te pichhla khaya poira betha paichilo”. Anne apu aaro rege giye bollen, “Dekh, chapa marle onno kono jayega-te giye mar, ami medical-er chatri, amar kache marish na. Ami jani Neli-r ki hoiche, sure oo tor sathe shuiche kintu hymen(pore shunchhi oeta naki guder pordar scientific nam) chhira bechara aar tin din utthe pare nai, bol ae kotha sotti kina?” Ami mone mone bollam “Magi, shob jokhon janoi tokhon abar vong koira jiggasha korar dorkar ki?” aar Anne apu-ke bollam, “Kosom khodar apu, tumi kauke boilo na, taile amader khobor hoye jabe. Tumi ja bolba ami tai korbo!” Uni amar dike takaye bollen, “Ekhono thik kori nai toke aar Neli-ke ki shasti debo, tobe sure tor mar kache bole debo”. Amar tooo pura jan ure gelo. Uni tarpor bollen, “Kintu ekta bepar bujhte parlam na, Neli-r tooo boyfriend ache, farhan thakte oo tor sathe korlo ken?” Ami torbor kore bollam, “farhan bhai khub taratari mal out koira dey, Neli apu emon-ki dhukaiteo pare nai tar sathe!” Anne apu gorom chokhe takaye bollen, “O, boro chelera shob hijra hoye geche aar tumi pichki ascho purush hishebe amar bon-ke chudte? Ta tomar dhon eto boro je tumi boro apu-der chuida shuyaya falaite paro?” Ami tooo Anne apur mukhe emon dialog shune thoo, jai hok minmin kore bollam, ” Na, amar dhon temon boro na, matro chhoy inch (Mama-ra ki aar korum kon, amar dhon ja tai tooo koite hoibo, amar tooo aar apnader moto jader 8 ba 10 inch dhon na! Khiks) kintu ami onekkhon mal dhoira rakhte pari”. Anne apu conspiracy korar moto chapa shore bollo, “Ta tumi kotokhon mal dhoira rakhte paro chad?” Ami aste aste bollam, “Ae 20-30 minute (Mama-ra apnader doya-te ekhon ae figure-ta motamoti 45-50 minute-e taina niya aichi, regular practice makes a man perfect )”. Anne apu bollen, “Ami bisshash kori na, amar bondhu-rai taratari mal out koira dey, aar tuipichki eto khon mal dhoira rakish?” Ami shahosh koira koilam “Bisshash na hoile porikkha nao.” Anne apu bollen, “Tui ki vabish toke diye ami amar gud marabo, jak vag ekhan theke, tor bar bohut barche, toke emon shikkha debo je tui ekdom chup hoye jabi”. Ami besh voy pelam, kenona ekbar onek choto belay Anne apu amake kan dhore tader basha theke baire fele dichilen, aj abar oe-rokom kichhu korle moha jhamela hobe. Tar upor etokhon ae-shob sexy kothabarta shunte shunte amar choto babu abar bore miya-e porinoto hoiche. Kintu Anne apu bollen, “Aye amar sathe!”
/> Ami uthe daratei amar shorts-er moddhe bore miya besh tabu toiri kore fello. Anne apu oe-dike takaye heshe fellen, bollen “Tor shahosh ache pichki, jharir moddheo tui dhon khara kore felish. Ta kar kotha mone kore tor dhon boro holo? Amar?” Ae kotha bole uni amake onar room-e niye gelen aar onar bichana-te boshalen, bollen “Chup kore boshe thak, aar kono sound korbi tooo khun kore felbo. Ae bole uni amake bichanar pashe pa diye shuye porte bollen. Ami shuye portei uni alto kore amar dhone ekta chapor marlen. Tarpor shorts-ta ek side-e shoriye diye heshe diye bollen,”Tor tabu londo vondo kore dilam”. Ami tooo hotobak. Uni aste kore amar dhoner mundi-ta dhore chulke dite laglen, ami arame chokh bujlam. Uni bole jete laglen, “Toke ekta kothin shasti ditam, kintu amar period cholteche bole akhon dite parbo na. Period shesh hok, tarpor dekhbo tor dhon koto shokto. Ami Neli na je jeno teno performance diye lengra kore fele rakhbi. Amake chudte holle majar jor lagbe. Amar tooo mone hoy ami gud diyei tor dhon kamriye kheye felbo.” Shahosh pura firre aslo aar moner jor-o, besh jorei bollam “Emon kotha tomar bon-o bolchilo, tarpor tooo tin din thik moto hattei pare nai, bathroom korte geleo bechari naki amake gali diche. Valo, valo tomra ek line-e amar dhon khaoyar chesta koro aar amio tomader gushti chuida hor koira dei”.Anne apu tokhon Medical 5th year-a pore. Dekhte shunte valoi aar pacha-ta mama-ra jotil. Anne apu khub dekhte shundor, forsha aar boobs 33 holeo pacha-ta at least 35 tooo hobei, moja hoilo sheye 5-7 height-er aar komor matro 24. Tai, rasta diya hatle polapan emnitei tar dike
ghuira takaito. Amar 5-5 height niya kokhono sahosh koira vabi nai je tar dike chokh tuila takano jabe, sotti kotha bolte ki ami onake bagher moto voy kortam, kintu mone mone tare chinta kore khichte valo lagto
Tooo jai hok, bikal bela tader basha-te giya dekhi, uni chara basha-te aar keu nai, uncle office theke ratre firben. Jak, ami Anne apur kache giye boshtei uni amar dike besh gomvir hoye bollen, “Ae, oedin je toke aar Neli-ke rekhe ami class korte chole gelam, shei din tora ki korchili bol, sotti kore bol haramjada!” Ami tooo voye shesh, tao mukh-chokh shukaye bollam, “Kichhu na tooo apu, amra tooo school-e gechi.” Anne apu motamoti gorjon kore bollen, “khobordar, amar sathe mittha bolbi na, ami toder school-mate-der kache khoj nichi, oedin tora school-e jash-e
nai”. Uni ektu dom niye bollen, “Amar dharona tora kharap kichu korchish, na hoile Neli porer tin din khoraya khoraya, dui pa fak koira hatbe ken?” Ami chinta korlam chapabaji kore par paite hobe, bollam “Anne apu, ami aar Neli apu oedin ekta jayega-te gechilam moja korar jonno, school palaite echchha hoichilo tooo tai, aar Neli apu rasta-te pichhla khaya poira betha paichilo”. Anne apu aaro rege giye bollen, “Dekh, chapa marle onno kono jayega-te giye mar, ami medical-er chatri, amar kache marish na. Ami jani Neli-r ki hoiche, sure oo tor sathe shuiche kintu hymen(pore shunchhi oeta naki guder pordar scientific nam) chhira bechara aar tin din utthe pare nai, bol ae kotha sotti kina?” Ami mone mone bollam “Magi, shob jokhon janoi tokhon abar vong koira jiggasha korar dorkar ki?” aar Anne apu-ke bollam, “Kosom khodar apu, tumi kauke boilo na, taile amader khobor hoye jabe. Tumi ja bolba ami tai korbo!” Uni amar dike takaye bollen, “Ekhono thik kori nai toke aar Neli-ke ki shasti debo, tobe sure tor mar kache bole debo”. Amar tooo pura jan ure gelo. Uni tarpor bollen, “Kintu ekta bepar bujhte parlam na, Neli-r tooo boyfriend ache, farhan thakte oo tor sathe korlo ken?” Ami torbor kore bollam, “farhan bhai khub taratari mal out koira dey, Neli apu emon-ki dhukaiteo pare nai tar sathe!” Anne apu gorom chokhe takaye bollen, “O, boro chelera shob hijra hoye geche aar tumi pichki ascho purush hishebe amar bon-ke chudte? Ta tomar dhon eto boro je tumi boro apu-der chuida shuyaya falaite paro?” Ami tooo Anne apur mukhe emon dialog shune thoo, jai hok minmin kore bollam, ” Na, amar dhon temon boro na, matro chhoy inch (Mama-ra ki aar korum kon, amar dhon ja tai tooo koite hoibo, amar tooo aar apnader moto jader 8 ba 10 inch dhon na! Khiks) kintu ami onekkhon mal dhoira rakhte pari”. Anne apu conspiracy korar moto chapa shore bollo, “Ta tumi kotokhon mal dhoira rakhte paro chad?” Ami aste aste bollam, “Ae 20-30 minute (Mama-ra apnader doya-te ekhon ae figure-ta motamoti 45-50 minute-e taina niya aichi, regular practice makes a man perfect )”. Anne apu bollen, “Ami bisshash kori na, amar bondhu-rai taratari mal out koira dey, aar tui
pichki eto khon mal dhoira rakish?” Ami shahosh koira koilam “Bisshash na hoile porikkha nao.” Anne apu bollen, “Tui ki vabish toke diye ami amar gud marabo, jak vag ekhan theke, tor bar bohut barche, toke emon shikkha debo je tui ekdom chup hoye jabi”. Ami besh voy pelam, kenona ekbar onek choto belay Anne apu amake kan dhore tader basha theke baire fele dichilen, aj abar oe-rokom kichhu korle moha jhamela hobe. Tar upor etokhon ae-shob sexy kothabarta shunte shunte amar choto babu abar bore miya-e porinoto hoiche. Kintu Anne apu bollen, “Aye amar sathe!”Anne apu abar kopot gomvirota dekhiye bollen, “Tor mukh tooo khub kharap hoye geche ekhoni, boro bon-ke shomman na dish
jake chudbi taake tooo shomman dibi!” Ami bollam, “Sorry, bujhte pari nai je negta boro bon-ke shomman jananor jonno kotha kom bolte hoy; Ki korbo bolo valo kore je shomman debo tar upay-o tooo nai, tumi tooo duniya rongin agei kore rakhchho, naile ami aj tomar duniya-te rong lagaya ditam”. Anne apu bollen, “Good, ae bar tor kotha besh vodroshto hoiche aar er purushkar shorup ami toke ekta blow dibo, er agge amio kokhono blow dei nai”. Ae bole uni shundor amar dhoner aga chatte laglen aar ami bichana-te adha-shoya hoye moja marte thaklam. Kintu ektu porei eto gorom hoye gelam je mukhta ha koriye alto kore dhon-ta onar mukher moddhe dhukiye choto choto thap dite shuru korlam. Ektu oshuidha hochchhilo, kenona onar datt-e first dike betha pachchilam, kintu ektu porei uni oviggo sucker-er motoi dhon chushte laglen. Minut
e pachek erokom korar por amar matha pura out hoye gelo, jemon korei hok amake lagatei hobe! Ami onake nanavabe bujhate laglam, kintu onar ek kotha period-er somoy lagano jabe na, infection hote pare. (Kotha-ta maina choilen mama-ra, Magi doctor tooo tai ae ekta kotha sotti-e thik koichilo). Nana kayeda kanun korte laglam, onar boobs ber kore chuste laglam aar hatt diye dolle dolle onno boob-ta gorom kore dilam, kintu no effect. Onar nisshash gorom aar ghono hoye aelo, buk haporer moto othanama korte laglo (Sotti mama, jara ae scene dekhen nai tara bujhteo parben na juboti meye-der buker unbalanced othanama ki jinish!) Chehara forsha theke lal hoye gelo, kintu uni onor.Tokhoni matha-te buddhi-ta elo. Achchha, bohu 3x-e tooo dekhchi, goya marle kemon hoy? Ami minmin kore onake bollam, “Anne apu, bolchilam ki, tumi-o gorom khaicho aar ami tooo gorom hoye achi-e, jodi chao, ami tomar goya marte pari”. Uni rege giye bollen, “Toke na bolchi vodro kore bolte?” Ami voy petei uni abar bollen, “bol, apu ami apnar pacha diye amar bara-ta dhukai?” Ami tai boltei uni bachcha meyeder moto hattali diye bollen,
“Khub moja hobe, ami kokhono goya…sorry pacha-mara khai nai!” Ami hotobak hoye bollam, “Sheki, tomar eto boro pacha, parar chelera shob osthir, ar tumi pachaa-te chodo nai?” Uni lokkhi kore heshe bollen, “Tor ki dharona pacha marlei pacha boro hoy? Na re pagol, gud marleo pacha gol aar shundor hoy.”Jak, access peye ami tooo mohakhushi. Alto kore onar selowar-ta namiye panty shoratei life-er prothom barer moto pad pora meye dekhlam. Uni shundor kore pad shoriye rokto muche dilen. Ami amar dhon onar putkir futate set kortei uni shiure uthe bollen, “Oh, tor ki matha-te echchha cholteche Nelir moto amakeo khora bananor? Na chad, shei chance dibo na, ja oe-room theke cream niye aye”. Ami guti guti paye cream niye eshe nijer dhon aar onar putkir futa jobjob kore cream mekhe nilam. Tarpor set kore ektu thela ditei
‘puch’ kore mundi-ta onar pode dhuke gelo. Uni ‘uf’ kore uthtei ami onar mukh pechon theke chepe dorlam. (Mama-ra guder tulonay pod at least tin gun tight, jara janen tara tooo janen-e aar jara janen na tara parle aj-e try koren, its delicious!). Tarpor onar mukher upor hatt rekhei ami komor-dola dite laglam. Matha-te hothat dusto buddhi ashlo, mone mone koilam “shali tumi amare kao je pagla shako naraish na? Darao tomar khobor ache.” Ami joto jore shomvoh onar ponde dhon diya chodon deya shuru korlam. Uni-o amar bod buddhi bujhte paira shorar chesta korte laglen, kintu ami totokhone onek pither upor uitha dhon diya onar putki pura gaitha felchi. Porer minute doshek motamoti rodeo khellam cowboy-der moto, uni jotoi amare fele diye nijere charate chaye ami totoi jor kore dhon-ta onar ponde guija rakhte chai! Ponder side faita lal hoya gelo, kintu ami aar nami na, magi ja gali dilo ta bolar na. “Khankir po tui tor mordangi onno kauro loge dekha, amar putki fataish na, leorar nati, tore chudte dichi rape korte dei na, shona chele , lokkhi bhai amar tui amar gude laga kintu amar dofa rofa korish na”, kintu ke shone kar kothaa, minute doshek ae shob shunte shunte ami gorom khaiya valo moto onar ponder moddhei amar mal dhaila 
dilam. (Believe me mama-ra er por life-e onek bar pod marchi aar onek-bar jore korchi, but oe diner moto moja ar pai nai, jemon magir gali temon tar ponder gorom aar temon rodeo styler chodon, ekbar tooo thelte thelte ami tare bichanar kona theke pura bichana guraichi, mone hoile ae lekhar somoy ekhono dhon kharaya gelo!)Ektu por huss firre asle ami dorer thelay onar pod theke amar dhon bair koira nilam, uni sathe sathei bichana-te kat hoye pore fopate laglen. Ami onake dhore bollam, “Apu ami tomake betha dite chai nai, kintu matha gorom hoye gelo…” Uni bollen, “ja vag, pacha fala fala kore ekhon shohag dekhate ashchen, ja ber hoye ja ekhon basha theke”. Ami mon kharap kore kapor guchiye bashate chole aslam. Kintu tin din porei Anne apur phone pelam, “Ae pondmarani, khanir nati ektu tooo khoj nibi boro apu-tar, baicha ache na ponder jalate moira geche?” Ami khik khik koira haisha bollam, “Neli tooo tindin bair hoy nai, tomar koy din?” Oni bollen, “chailei ber hote partam, kintu tor dhon gud diya chhira falanor agge aar basha
theke bair homu na boila thik korchi, naile amar nam Anne-e na. Tui ashbi naki ekhon?” Ki aar kora, cricket khela chilo, cancel kore royana dilam tar bashar dike, hajar hok boro bon-der kotha tooo shunte hoy! 
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