ADORER CHOTO BON (by meyeder kukur)
payer upor pa tule sofay boshe ache amar onindo shundori choto bon
Proma.tight shada leggings porone,r paye neel choti.Golper boi porche amar
adorer choto
bonta.Ar ami boshe achi or payer kache,choti pora payer upor ektu por por
chumu dicchi.Bon majhe majhe ar chokhe takiye amake dekhche,but badha
dicchena.
O jane ami oke prithibite shobcheye beshi valobashi.Ar shobshomoy or sheba
korte chai
Protodin amar bon school theke ashar por pori ami or payer shamne boshe
pori.Alto kore khule ani or keds jora.Tarpor shada moja pora pa duto amar
buker shathe
chepe dhore tipe dite thaki.Boli ‘sharadin school sheshe amar bontar
nischoi onek betha korche shundor pa duto te? Dada tipe dicchi darao’.Bole
khub aram
kore tipe dite thaki amar boner shorgio pa duto.Arame chokh bondho hoe jay
amar choto bontar.Nongra moja wala dan pa ta amar gale lagiye besh kore
ghoshe
ador kore dey amake.Bole ‘amar shona dada’.Jobabe ami or nongra shada moja
pora pa duto amar mukher upor rekhe chumur por chumute voriye dite
thaki.amar
mukher upor pa duto rekhe kichukhon rest ney amar bon.Tarpor bole ‘dada ami
fresh hoe ashi.Tui amar khabar gorom kor’,Bole uthe daray.ami matha namiye
dei
or paye.chumu kheye boli ‘thikache bon,tumi fresh how,ami shob gorom kore
rakhchi’.Mishti hashe amar bon.Or cheye 4 bochorer boro dada or payer niche
shue
ache,eto shomman kolponao korena keu.Nijeke vaggoboti vabe amar bon emon
ekta dada peye.Moja pora dan pa ta amar mathay tule daray amar bon.Kichukhon
ghoshe amar chul gulo elomelo kore diye bole ‘amar shona dada tui.Moja gula
khule de ebar’ bole amar naker shamne moja pora ba pa ta ene angul gulo
narte thake.
ami moja khule ani.Bon bathroom a chole jay fresh hote.Ami mukhe pure nei
moja gulo.amar boner pobitro payer moyla lege ache ei mojay.Gile khete
thaki ami
gosol kore fresh hoe ashe amar bon.Khabar table a boshe.Gorom gorom khabar
poribeshon kore dei oke.tarpor chole jai table er niche.O jotokkhon
khay,ami or
pa duto tipte thaki.Bon bole ‘bah,murgi ta onek moja hoeche re
dada.Khabi
tui?’.ami boli ‘amar bon chaile ami obosshoi khabo’.Mishti hashe amar
bon.Murgir ran
chabiye haddi ta fele dey matite.Bole ‘kheye ne dada’.ami kukurer moto
matite pore thaka amar boner ucchishto gulo kheye nei.Evabei cholche amar
jibon.Amar
chotoboner shebai amar ekmatro dhormo.

(bangla femdom story DEBI DIDI. written by Meyeder kukur. unedited banglish version is here. I will post a bangla edited version with bangla font of this story later.)

DEBI DIDI (by meyeder kukur)

( ওয়ার্নিং; সম্পুর্ন ১৮+ গল্প, গল্পের শেষাংশে মেল নুডিটি আছে।

Amar nam poritosh, boyos 16. amar didir nam priyanka.Boyosh 18,forsha gayer rong.5 feet 4 inch lomba ek shundori
meye amar didi.shorirer gothon o model der moto.Dighol kalo lomba chul.Elakar emon kono
chele nei je didir preme poreni.Preme porar e kotha!
amader shomporko normal vai bonder motoi.Tobe didi keno jani amake ottachar korte valobashto.
Chance pelei amake chor thappor dito.dhakka diye fele diye amar buker upor choti pora pa tule
darato.amar khub vallagto didi jokhon evabe darato.janina keno jani didir payer nichei nijeke
valo lagto amar.iccha korto didir sheba kori.kintu shahosh kore bolte partamna kokhono.
ekdin ami sofay boshe wrestling dekhchilam.Wrestling amar khub valo lage.oi shomoy kauke ami
tv remote deina.Hotat didi eshe bollo ‘ei ontu.remote de to,ami tv dekhbo’.
ami bollam ‘shara din e to tomra tv dekho didi.please ami ektu wrestling dekhi??’.
jobabe didi thash kore ekta chor dilo amar gale.bollo ‘boroder kotha kane jayna? remote dite
bolechi,de’
khub vallagchilo didir hate tortured hote.iccha korei bollam ‘na dibona’ jate didi aro mare amake
jobabe didi amake kan dhore tene dar koralo.2ta thappor marlo.tarpor pa diye leng mere amake
matir moddhe fele dilo.tarpor amar buker upor pa tule dariye jore chap dite laglo amar buke.
bollo ‘ar beyadobi korbi kokhono? bol!’.ami bollam na didi r kokhono korbona.jobabe didi amar mukher
upor choto pora dan pa rekhe bollo ‘maf cha amar kache thikmoto’.
ami shoja hoe boshlam.tarpor didir 2 payer moddhe amar matha namiye dilam.mathata didir
forsha paye ghoshte laglam r chumu khete laglam.bollam ‘ar kokhono beyadobi korbona didi.vul
hoe geche please amake maf kore dao’.Didi khub enjoy korchilo evabe amake nijer payer niche dekhe.
ami didir ba paye chumu khete laglam ar didi tar choti pora dan pa ta amar mathar upor rekhe ghoshte
ghoshte bollo ‘thikache ja,ebarer moto maf korlam’.besh kichukhon choti pora pa diye amar mathay ador
kore ghoshe diye didi tv dekhte boshlo.ami amar room a chole gelam
tar por thekei ami fondi khujte laglam kivabe didir hate aro tortured howa jay.Kono ekta boro vul korte
hobe jate didi onek mare.kintu vebe pacchilamna ki kora jay.Hotat ekdin mathay ekta buddhi ashlo.ami
jantam didi cigarette khawa khub ghrina kore.vablam didike dekhie cigarette khabo.
ekdin ma baba bashay nei.ami matro school theke firechi bashay.didir o college theke ashar time hoe gieche
pray.ami tori ghori kore ek shathe 2-3 ta ciggerate kheye nilam jate amar mukhe valo gondho hoy.hotat calling
bell a awaj holo.ami giye dorja khule dilam.dekhi didi eshe poreche
didir porone college er navy blue and white dress.tight dress a didir deher gothon clearly fute utheche.didir buk
gulo khub tan tan abong uchu.chokhe choshma poreche didi.paye shada adidas companyr keds.oporup lagche
didike
dorja khulle bollam ‘oh eshe porecho didi’.boltei amar mukher cigarette er gondho didir nake laglo.chokh mukh kuchkhe
gelo didir.’Ontu,tui cigarette kheyechish taina?’ chokh gorom kore bollo didi.ami amta amta kore bollam ‘na to didi,khaini
to’.didi bashay dhukei thash kore prochondo jore ekta chor marlo amake.bollo ‘amar kache kichui lukate parbina tui.aj
tor khobor ache kutta’.bole kane dhore tene amake sofar shamne niye eshe hatu gere boshalo didi.tarpor payer upor pa tule
sofay boshlo didi.ami bollam ‘didi amar vul hoe geche’.boltei keds pora pa diye dhum kore ekta lathi dilo didi amar mukhe.
bollo ‘tui eto kharap hoechish ami shopneo vabte parina.aj toke onek shashti dibo kutta kothakar’.bolei amar mukhe ek dola
thuthu fello didi.chuler muthite dhore amar matha nijer payer kache niye gelo didi.tarpor keds pora ekti pa amar mathar upor
tule chap dilo matite.chule dhore amar matha abar tullo didi.bollo ‘aj sharadin ei keds jora pore chilam.paye mojao ache.onek
durgondho hoeche paye.aj tui amar payer gondho shukbi.amar juta khol kukur’.ami baddho cheler moto didir juta aste kore
khule anlam.amar hat theke keds ta kere neye amar naker moddhe chepe dhorlo didi.bollo ‘shok kutta’.ami jore jore didir pobitro
payer gondho shukte laglam.kichukhon por keds ta matite fele dilo didi.uler mota kalo moja pore chilo didi.moja pora pa ta amar
mukher shamne niye eshe angul gulo narate laglo didi.tarpor naker
moddhe chepe dhore bollo shok.ami didir moja pora pa ta amar mukhe chepe dhore pagoler moto shukte laglam.didi hahaha kore haste
hashte bollo ‘tor moto kuttader sthan amar payer nichei’.kichukhon por didi 2 pa thekei moja khule anlo.ene amar mukher moddhe
dhukie dilo.Tarpor ek dola thuthu fello amar mukhe.amar nak mukh beye didir pobitro thutu porte laglo niche.Didi tar dhobdhobe forsha
dan pa ta amar mathay rekhe chap diye matite lagalo.tarpor dan payer upor ba pa tule tv dekhte laglo. ar ami matha nuiye chupchap amar
debi didir payer tolay shue roilam.eikhanei to amar ashol sthan.kichukhon por didi pa diye amar mathay ekta lathi mere bollo ‘ei kutta uth’.
ami hatu gere uthe boshlam.didi amar thutnite dhore amar mukh upore tule bollo ‘ar kokhono cigarette khabi kutta?’ bolei thu fello amar mukhe.
ami bollam ‘r kokhono khabona didi’. didi amar mukhe ekta lathi mere bollo ‘mone thake jeno.ja akhon’.

porer din didir friends der ekta party chilo.Didi khub shundor kore shajlo.ekta neel tight genji porle lomba hater.ato tight je didir buk duto khub uchu
dekhacchilo.shada tight jeans er pant porlo. ar kalo ankel boot.amar matha ghuracchilo didir rup dekhe.iccha korchilo didir payer shamne matha namiye
shue thaki.kintu kal didi jaa rag koreche amar upor,didir shamne jete shahosh pacchilamna.didi jokhon tar forsha mukhe hasi jhuliye ghorer mejhete boot jutor chap felte felte aynar samne elo, ,ami ar parlamna.jekono mullei amake didir sheba korte hobe ekhoni.didi lipstic makhchilo,ami pichone giye hatu gere
boshe didike dak dilam ‘didi’.didi ghure daralo.daratei ami didir paye pore gelam.ektar por ekta chumu khete laglam didir chokchoke sharp ankle boot
er upor.r nak mukh ghoshte laglam didir boot a .kadte kadte bollam ‘didi ar kokkhono cigarette khabona.amar shikkha hoeche.nijer vul bujhte perechi.
amake khoma kore dao please didi please.shara jibon tomar kukur hoe thakbo’.didi khub khushi holo amake evabe or payer niche dekhe.kichu bollona.
chupchap dariye amake matha ghosha chaliye jete dilo or boot er moddhe.ektu por hashi mukhe amar mathar upor boot pora ekti pa tule dilo didi.boot
er tola ghoshte laglo amar mathay.bollo ‘ami khub khushi hoechi tui je nijer vul bujhte perechish abong eivabe amar kache nijeke shomorpon korechish.
eito tui valo chele hoye jacchish’ bole boot er tola ghoshe ghoshe amake ador korte laglo.ami didir boot a chumbon korte korte bollam ‘I love u didi.thank
u’.didi amar mathar upor theke nijer boot namiye bollo ‘ami party te gelam.tui ja porte bosh’.ami bollam ‘kichu kheye nei age didi.tarpor porte boshchi’.didi
muchki heshe bollo ‘khide peyeche amar kukur tar? ahare.ja ek packet biscuit niye ay’ bole amar gal chapre dilo.amar nijeke kukur mone hocchilo shotti
shotti.ami giye ek packet biscuit niye eshe didir hat dilam.didi packet chire ekta biscuit matite fele heshe bollo ‘kha kukur vai amar’.ami mukh diye biscuit
ta tulte jabo,didi biscuit er upor boot pora pa diye para dilo.bollo ‘uhu,kukur tar moniber jutar tola theke khay’.bole biscuit ta valo kore chure dilo.tarpor boot
pora pa amar mathar upor ene bollo ‘ay ay chu chu.kha kutta’.ami didir boot er nich theke khete laglam.pura packet biscuit amake evabe khawalo.tarpor
didi bollo ‘ki re kutta?gola shukie geche?pani khabi?’.ami matha narlam.didi bollo ‘ha kor’.ami ha kortei amar mukher vitor besh koekbar thuthu fello didi.
bollo ‘gil kukur’.ami didir pobitro thuthu gile nilam,niye kopal matite thekiye boshe roilam.didi boot pora pa amar mathay rekhe ghoshe ador korte korte
bollo ‘toke niye ami onek gorbito re ontu.tui pura amar kukur hoe gechish.toke onek ador korbo protidin.ekhon gelam party te.rate ashbo.amar bedroom
guchiye rakhbi.gosoler pani ready rakhbi.kapor istree korbi.ok?’.ami didir boot a chumu kheye bollam ‘obosshoi didi.tomar sheba korai to amar jiboner
lokkho’.didi khushi hoye amar gale haat bulie dilo.tarpor party te chole gelo

didi jawar por didir shob kaj kore fellam taratari.kapor istree korlam.room shundor kore guchiye rakhlam.didir high heels ar boot gulo ghoshe chokhchoke kore
fellam.chumur por chumute voriye dilam.r purota shomoy didir nongra moja amar nake bedhe rakhlam.didir shorgio payer gondho shukte shukte kaj kore gelam.
mone mone vablam didike shob shomoy khushi kore cholte hobe.taholei didir sheba korar shujog milbe.

raat 11 tar dike didi ashlo.baba ma tokhon ghumie poreche.didi tar room a dhukar shathe shathe amio dhuke gelam.didi ghure takalo amar dike.ami didir paye pore
gelam.didir boot jorar upor chumbon kore bollam ‘ami khule dicchi didi’.didi khub khushi holo.bollo ‘bah! amar kukur ta to dekhchi shikhe geche kivabe tar provuke
khushi korte hoy! accha khol’.Didi bichanay boshlo.ami didir 2 pa amar kole tule nilam.ankle boot gulo khub aste kore khule anlam pa theke.didike khushi korar jonne
bollam ‘didi,ei kukurer ki shouvaggo hobe tar provur jutar shorgio gondho shukar?’.didi khub beshi khushi holo.hahaha kore heshe uthe bollo ‘thikache shok’.ami boot
gulo mati te rekhe amar mukh dhukiye dilam boot er vetor.didi tar shada nongra moja pora dan pa amar mathay rekhe chap diye amar matha aro dhukie dilo jutar
vitor.kichukhon por amar mukher shamne shada nongra moja pora ba pa ta ene bollo ‘ne tipe de’.ami prothome ekta chumu dilam didir payer niche.tarpor mon diye
tipte laglam.didi dan pa ta amar thigh er upor rakhlo.bollo ‘moja gula khol’.ami moja gule boot er vetor guje rekhe didir forsha pa duto pala kore tipe dite laglam.didir
ba pa jokhon tipchilam,daan pa ta tokhon amar urute rekhechilo didi.amar shokto dhon ta arektu holei didir paye lagbe.khub voy lagchilo.didi ter peye gele vishon lojja
pabo.Hotat didi tar pa ta ektu shoralo ar didir pa amar shokto dhone bari khelo
didi bollo ‘ei tor pant a ota ki re? pockete ki lukie rekhechish kutta? dekhi ber kor’.kane dhore didi amake dar koralo.ami lojjay kukre gelam,bollam ‘na didi kichui na
pockete’.didi tar hat diye amar pocket hatate hatate bollo ‘ei je eikhane shokto ki ekta ter peyechi age…peyechi’ bolei pant er upor amar barata shokto kore dhorlo
didi.shathe shathe didi o ter peye gelo jinishta ki.muchki muchki hashte laglo didi. ar ami lojjay matha nichu kore dariye roilam.didi adesh korlo ‘pant khol kutta.tor
provu dekhte chay ki lukie rekhechish’.ami lojjay more jacchilam but provur adesh ki kukur omanno korte pare? pant ta aste kore khule matite namie dilam
amar 8 inch lomba abong 3 inch prosther bara dekhe didir chokh boro boro hoe gelo.kichukhon chup kore barar dike takiye roilo didi.tarpor hotat didi or forsha
shundor hat diye amar shokto gorom barata mutho kore dhorlo.bollo ‘ummmm…pant er vitor shap niye ghurchish ar ami jani e na’.amar bara tar norom hater vitor
pure aste aste ghoshte laglo didi.uttejonay barar aga fule onek boro hoe gelo and lal hoe gelo.uttejonay kapte laglam ami.Khilkhiliye heshe uthlo didi.forsha norom
hat diye amar bara ta ghoshte ghoshte bollo ‘ki re kukur? kapchish keno?’.ami bollam ‘didi amar beriye jabe’.Didi muchki hashlo,’ummm…ghor nongra korbe shap ta.
ay amar shathe ay’.didi amar barata muthote vore shokhto kore muth kore dhorlo.tar por amake baray dhore tene bathroome niye gelo.comoder kache nie giye ghoshe
dite laglo barata aste aste.ami kapte laglam.Didi ek dola thuthu fello abar baray.pisla kore ebar jore jore ghoshte laglo hashi mukhe.kichu bujhe uthar agei pochak
pochak kore amar shada mal fowarar moto berote laglo.didi hahaha kore hashte hashte ghosha chaliye gelo.ami shorgo shukhe pagol hoe gelam

(The End)