Pyari Dimple - Dirty Poem

Pesh hai nihayat hi gandi poem.

Strictly adult.

Ye hai poem --- "Pyari Dimple"

Hoon main sexy, naughty & simple,

Pyaari hoon, naam hai dimple,

Laga hai mujhko satravaan saal,

Raaton ko hota hai haal behaal

Khud hi dabaati hoon apni choochiyan,

Roz choot mein, daalti hoon ungliyaan,

Sapno mein bas milte hain lund,

aankh khule, to tanhai ki thund.

Aise mein chat pe dekha jab usko,

dil mera laga karne disco,

woh thha mera naya padosi,

umar pachhees, naam mohan joshi.

Ankhiya mili, phir dil muskaaye

jaldi hee hum aur karib aaye,

phir ik din aisa bhi aaya,

ek kamre mein sirf, mohan ko paaya

Janam-janam ki pyaas thi meri,

kaise sahti ab aur doori

chipak gayi mohan ke tan se,

laga choomne wo bhi manse.

Choochi tan gayi, choot akad gayi,

laga main ladki se aurat ban gayi,

mohan ne mujhe kar diya nanga,

kapde utare apne, shuru hogya panga

Lund dekh ke, meri phat gayi,

koshish kee, par cheekh nikal gayi,

nahin-nahin mohan, main mar jaungi,

itne bade lund se nahin chudvayungi,".

Mohan dheeme se muskaya,

choochiyon ko seene se chipkaaya,

mammey choose dheere, phir jor se,

mazaa aa gaya raam kasam se.

Dheere se choot mein ungli daali,

dil ab dar se ho gaya khaali,

daali jeebh jab mohan ne andar,

choot ban gayi ek samandar.

Ghoom gaya mohan bistar par,

munh mein lund, rakha choot pe apna sar,

choos-choos kar laya toofan,

maine bhi choosa uska ufaan.

Munh mein aaya uske namkeen 'milkmaid',

choosa mohan ka, ab hui asli raid,

mohan ke laude ne roop dikhaya,

dekh ke mera. Sar chakaraaya.

Rakha lund ko choot ke munh pe,

ik dhakka aur haath mere munh pe,

aankhein meri poori phat gayi,

cheekh band, par choot chatakh gayi.

Laga maarne zaalim dhakke,

bebas thee, diye peeth pe mukke,

laga mazaa ab aane mujhko bhi,

chootarr utha diye maine bhi.

Khoon nirantar bah raha thha mera,

kisko gam tha, yeh din thaa mera,

utha-utha ke, mohan ne le li,

mauka dekh, daali gaand mein ungli.

chodo mohan, apni dimple ko chodo,"

cheekhi main, "aur jor se chodo"

thahar jaa randi," bola mohan,

loot liya zaalim ne mera yauvan.

Laal ho gaya thha mukh uska,

theek waqt pe choot se khiska,

mere munh pe laaya pichkaari,

paa kar juice, meri nikli kilkaari.

pehle kahaan maraa thaa ab tak,

ab chodega mujhko tu tab tak,"

jab tak bani rahe aazadi,

ya jab tak ho meri shaadi,".

Pyara mohan haule ! se muskaaya,

haami mein, mera mamma sahlaaya,

us din se apnee life hai simple,

main hoon apne mohan ki dimple.