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Raj colony ke garden mein khada tha, suraj dheere dheere horizon ke neeche dhalte hue aas-paas ke mahal ko orange aur pink ke rangon mein rang raha tha. Woh yahan sukoon dhoondhne aaya tha, apni padhai ki thakaan se door ek pal ke liye, lekin aaj, is jaane-pehchaane garden mein ek unexpected surprise tha. Usne hasi ki awaaz suni, aur woh thi—Riya, uski bachpan ki sabse acchi dost, uski taraf aati hui.


Raj ki saansein ek pal ke liye rukh gayi. Jo Riya usse yaad thi, woh hamesha se hi khoobsurat thi, lekin aaj uske saamne jo ladki khadi thi, woh ek alag hi nazara thi. Uske lambe, lehraate hue baal uski kamar tak beh rahe the, dhalte hue suraj ki roshni mein sone ki tarah chamak rahe the. Uski muskurahat itni khoobsurat thi ki woh andhkaar mein bhi roshni kar sakti thi, aur uski aankhen, jo kabhi sharaarti aur masoom hoti thi, ab unmein ek alag si maturity aur kashish thi.

Lekin sirf uski muskurahat ya uski aankhen nahi thi jo Raj ka dhyaan kheench rahi thi—woh uska pura badan tha. Riya ka figure ab bahut hi gadrayi ho chuka tha, jo Raj se nazar andaz nahi ho raha tha. Uska sundress uske curves ko hug kar raha tha, ek full hourglass silhouette ko accentuate karte hue jo dekhne layak tha. Uski kamar ekdam perfectly tapered thi, jo uske hips mein flare ho rahi thi, uski gand uske har kadam ke saath bhaari ho kar hilte ja rahe the. Dress ka neckline itna low tha ki uski boobs ke fullness ki jhalak mil rahi thi, aur Raj ki nazar wahin atak gayi thi. Uske legs, lambe aur toned, dress ke neeche se jhalak rahi thi, tan aur smooth, jaise kisi sculpture ne carefully craft kiye ho. Raj ki nazar uspar se hat nahi rahi thi, har detail ko apne andar samaate hue, uska mann tez gati se sochne laga, ek aisi soch jo uske liye nayi thi.

"Raj! Look at you!" Riya ne awaaz lagayi, un dono ke beech ki doori ko khatam karte hue. Uski awaaz garam thi, poori tarah se khushi se bhari hui. "Tum kitna change ho gaye ho. Main toh pehchaan bhi nahi paayi!"

Raj ne muskurane ki koshish ki, lekin woh smile forced lag rahi thi. Woh ab woh awkward, nerdy ladka nahi raha tha jo Riya yaad karti thi. Gym mein guzaare hue ghanton ki wajah se uska badan badal chuka tha, muscles uske fitted t-shirt ke neeche defined the, aur uska pehle ka chhupa-chhupa sa swabhav ab ek confident aura ke saath ubhar kar aaya tha, jo arrogance ki seema ko chhu raha tha. Lekin Riya ko pata nahi tha ki Raj ki zindagi ke nazariye mein kitna bada badlav aa chuka tha. Jo ladka kabhi doosron ki fikr karta tha, apne dost aur family ko sabse upar rakhta tha, woh ab zyada self-centered ho gaya tha, zyada apni khwahishon aur achievements par focus karne laga tha. Aur abhi, Riya ko dekh kar, Raj ke mann mein lust se bhari hui soch ghumne lagi.

“It's great to see you, Riya,” Raj bola, uski awaaz smooth thi, uske mann mein chal rahi uthal puthal ko chhupate hue. Woh bilkul pass thi, uski khushboo—phoolon ki meethi khushboo aur kuch uski apni khushboo—Raj ko mehka rahi thi, nasha sa kar rahi thi. Riya ne Raj ki taraf muskurate hue dekha, usko bilkul bhi andaza nahi tha ki Raj ke thande chehre ke peeche ek toofan chal raha hai.

Woh dono ek bench par baithe, un saalon ki baatein karne lage jo unhone alag guzaare the. Riya shiddat se apni life ke baare mein bata rahi thi, sheher ke mazedaar kisse, nayi jagah, naye log. Lekin Raj ka dimaag uski baaton par nahi, kahin aur hi tha. Uski nazar har baar Riya ke badan par thi, uski chhati ke ubhaar par, uski kamar ke curve par, aur uss tarah par jis tarah uska dress uske badan se chhipak raha tha. Har hasi, uske baalon ka har ek casual flick, har ek movement Raj ko aur gehra khinchte ja raha tha, ek chaahat ke dhundh mein doobata hua.

Raj ki soch aur andhera hoti gayi, ek aise primal need se bhari hui jise woh control nahi kar pa raha tha. Woh khud ko Riya ke saath un cheezo mein imagine kar raha tha jaisa usne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha—woh fantasies jo un saalon ki dabbi hui feelings aur uske naye arrogance se fueled thi. Yeh ab pyaar ya connection ke baare mein nahi tha; yeh haq jamane ke baare mein tha, us chaahat ko poora karne ke liye jo uske andar tab se ubal rahi thi jab se woh usse door gayi thi. Woh khud ko nahi rok pa raha tha sochne se ki Riya ko paas laane ka kaisa ehsaas hoga, usse mehsoos karne ka, usko apna banane ka. Yeh soch usse consume kar rahi thi, unke milne ki nostalgiac warmth ko peeche chodte hue.

Riya ne baat jaari rakhi, bilkul anjaan ki Raj ki nazar us par bhatak rahi thi aur uske demeanor mein shift aa gaya tha. Riya ke liye toh yeh bas purane dino jaise tha—apne best friend se milne ka, kisse share karne ka, hassi mazak karne ka. Lekin Raj ke liye sab alag tha ab. Woh ab woh ladka nahi raha tha, aur Riya bhi ab uski sirf dost nahi thi. Jaise woh usse dekh raha tha, uske mann mein ek cheez clear thi: woh chahta tha use, aur woh tayar tha apni chahat ko poora karne ke liye.

Raj aur Riya thodi der aur baat karte rahe, unki conversation aasaan thi, purani yaadon aur jokes se bhari hui. Lekin jahan Riya college ki apni life ke baare mein batein kar rahi thi, Raj ka mann kahin aur tha. Uske jawab automate se ho gaye the, sirf polite nods aur muskurahat, jabki uski soch aur andheri aur lustful hoti gayi.

Jab Riya ne apne phone ki taraf dekha aur kaha, “Mujhe ghar jaana chahiye, abhi bahut kuch unpack karna hai,” Raj ko ajeeb sa mix feel hua, relief aur frustration ka. Woh nahi chahta tha ki unka reunion khatam ho, lekin saath hi, usko space chahiye thi, sochne ke liye, plan karne ke liye. Woh uske saath khada ho gaya, ek casual smile dene ki koshish mein. Jaise hi Riya ne mudkar jaana shuru kiya, Raj ki nazar instinctively uske gand par chali gayi. Uske dress ka kapda uske badan se itni tightly chipak gaya tha ki har ek curve outline ho raha tha, har kadam ek halka sa, lekin intoxicating tha. Uske gand ka thirakna ek shandar view tha, ek hypnotic rhythm jisne Raj ke andar ek janwar jagrit kar diya tha. Uski nazar wahin atak gayi, us tarah jiss tarah uske full, round gand har kadam ke saath hile, woh tarika jo usein apni touch, apni control ke liye invite kar raha tha.

Ek rush of heat uske andar chadne  laga, uski soch fantasies mein change ho gayi. Woh sochne laga ki uske haath uski kamar ko grip karte hue, usse apni taraf kheechte hue, uske soft flesh mein apne fingers ko dhansane ka ehsaas kaisa hoga. Woh lagbhag uski skin ki garmi mehsoos kar raha tha, uske muscles mein tension jab usse tight pakda ho. Usein paane ki chaahat, us par apna haq jataane ki ichha ho raha  tha, aur woh usein roka bhi nahi. 


Later that night, Raj was in his bedroom, sprawled lazily on his bed. His room was a chaotic mix of gym gear, cologne bottles, and a guitar he’d never quite learned to play. The dim light from his laptop screen illuminated his face as he chatted with Rida, his on-again, off-again girlfriend who was more than happy to indulge his every whim. Rida was fiery, uninhibited, and just as wild as Raj—exactly his type.

Rida’s face appeared on the screen, her makeup perfectly done, lips painted a sultry red. She wore a barely-there tank top, the straps slipping off her shoulders suggestively. Raj couldn’t help but grin; this was his element, the kind of thrill he lived for.

“Kya kar rahe ho, Raj?” Rida asked, her voice

dripping with playful flirtation as she adjusted her top provocatively.

“Wahi jo tum soch rahi ho,” Raj replied, his voice low and teasing. He leaned back, his eyes glinting with mischief as he let his gaze roam over Rida’s image on the screen. “Tumhari itni hot photos dekh ke kaun concentrate kar payega?”

Rida laughed, a sultry sound that sent a thrill down Raj’s spine. “Achha? Phir aajao na… yahan hoti toh tumhe batati kaise concentrate karte hai.” She pouted, teasing him with her eyes, fingers tracing along her neckline suggestively.

Raj’s smirk widened as he watched her, completely absorbed in the game they were playing. “Tum bhi na, Rida, full naughty ho. But you know, main tumhe handle kar sakta hoon. Tumse zyada experience hai na,” he taunted, his tone dripping with cocky confidence.

Rida’s eyes sparkled with a challenge. “Oh please, Raj. You might have the looks, but I know all your moves.” She leaned closer to the camera, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Aur waise bhi, mera mood kisi aur cheez ka hai aaj.”

Raj chuckled, enjoying every second of their back-and-forth. “Achha? Toh dikhao, kya mood hai tumhara.”

Rida’s smile turned wicked as she shifted, giving him a slow, deliberate view of her body. “Yeh sab phone pe karke kya faayda, Raj? Sach mein maza toh tab hai jab tum yahan hote.”


Raj adjusted his position on the bed, leaning in closer to the screen, his eyes fixed on Rida with an intensity that matched the playful spark in her own. The flirtation was easy, like a game of cat and mouse where both were willing participants, each daring the other to go further.

“Woh toh hai,” Raj said, his voice low and smooth, carrying that trademark arrogance. “Phone pe toh sirf trailer hai, real maza toh tab hai jab saath mein ho. But you know, Rida, abhi hum sirf warm-up kar rahe hain.”

Rida bit her lip, her expression equal parts challenge and seduction. “Oh, warm-up? Mujhe laga tumne training already complete kar li hai,” she teased, arching an eyebrow. Her hand moved slowly down her neckline, tracing over the curve of her chest, her gaze locked onto Raj’s through the screen. “Lekin tumse itna bhi wait nahi ho raha?”

Raj laughed, the sound deep and throaty. “Tumhara attitude na, Rida, mujhe aur bhi excite kar deta hai,” he said, his tone dripping with the kind of cockiness that came naturally to him now. “Par yeh toh sirf shuruat hai. Tumhe pata hai na, main full effort mein maarta hoon.”

Rida’s smile widened, a slow, knowing grin. “Tumhare liye effort bhi kam lagta hai, Raj. You talk big, but can you keep up?” she taunted, her eyes dancing with mischief. She shifted on her bed, her fingers toying with the strap of her top, pulling it down just a bit more, sending a rush through Raj that he didn’t bother hiding.

He leaned back, running a hand through his hair, his gaze never leaving the screen. “Main toh bas yahi soch raha hoon ki jab tumhe dekhne aaunga, tab kya excuse dogi?” He was pushing, enjoying the game, feeding off the tension that hung between them.

Rida let out a small, breathy laugh, her eyes narrowing with playful intent. “Excuse? Main tumhare liye kabhi excuse nahi banaungi, Raj. Tumse milne ka bas ek reason chahiye—aur reason tum ho.” She leaned in closer, her face almost filling the screen as she whispered, “Lekin aaj raat ko tum bas sapne mein miloge. Abhi, bas itna socho ki kal kya karoge.”

Raj’s grin widened, the anticipation thrumming through him like a live wire. “Chal, theek hai. Sapno mein milte hain aaj. But remember, Rida—sapne bhi kabhi kabhi sach ho jaate hain.” 

Rida gave him a sultry look, her eyes half-lidded and teasing. “Tumhare sapne toh waise bhi hamesha naughty hote hain. Mujhe pata hai, Raj.”

Raj chuckled, his confidence unfazed. “True that. Ab dekhte hain kal kitne sach hote hain. And Rida—good night, and good luck,” he said, his voice laced with a final tease before ending the call.

Raj leaned back, the room falling into silence except for the faint hum of his laptop. He stared at the screen for a moment, a satisfied smirk on his lips. Tonight, Rida had been the distraction, but his thoughts flickered back to Riya, her image etched vividly in his mind. The games, the chase, it was all part of the thrill, and Raj was more than ready for whatever came next.

Closing his laptop, he lay back on his bed, his mind buzzing with plans and fantasies. He was Raj—the new Raj—and he wasn’t stopping until he got everything he wanted, on his own terms.

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Raj ne apni kursi pe jhuk kar, apni khuli laptop screen ko dekha. Khidki se usse Riya ka ghar clear dikhayi de raha tha. Yeh usse sapna lag raha tha, uske itne paas hone ki baat. college mein, dono bohot close the—class projects mein partners, confidantes, aur apni khud ki jokes aur moments share karte the. Lekin phir woh ek doosre sheher chali gayi, aur cheezein badal gayi. Dooriyon ne unki ek-asaan dosti ko occasional texts aur social media likes mein badal diya. Dheere-dheere, woh door ho gaye.


Ab woh wapas aagayi thi, bilkul next door rehti thi, lekin lag raha tha woh ek alag insaan hai. Raj ne decide kiya ki woh gap bridge karega, jo kuch unhone kho diya tha woh wapas paayega—ya shayad, woh aakhirkar woh paayega jo usne hamesha chaaha . Yeh sirf purane dosti ko dobara jodne ki baat nahi thi ; yeh ek challenge tha. Aur Raj ko challenge pasand tha. 

**Reconnect Hone Ke Hafte:**

Raj ek mission par tha. Uske liye, Riya ke saath reconnect hona sirf purani dosti ko dobara jeevit karne ki baat nahi thi ,; yeh uski zindagi ke har detail ko samajhne ke baare mein tha jo un dono ke alag hone ke baad ban gayi thi. Usko sab kuch pata karna tha—usne kya kiya, kis ke saath thi, aur sabse zaroori, kahaan woh vulnerable thi. Raj ke liye, yeh sirf nostalgia nahi tha; yeh research thi. Uska detective mode full swing mein tha, har information ko ikattha kar raha tha jo usse edge de sake ki kaise use wo seduce kar sake.

Raj ka approach methodical tha. Har interaction Riya ke saath ek calculated move thi, jo bina uski realization ke intel gather karne ke liye design ki gayi thi. Usne chhote chhote steps se shuru kiya, jab bhi dono ek dusre se milte, subtle questions se conversations mein seeds dalta.

“Arre, naye sheher mein move karna kaisa laga? Bahut bada change hoga na,” Raj ne casually muskurate hue kaha, apni kursi pe jhuk kar baith gaya. Usne dhyan se dekha jab woh bolti, dekhte hue ki uska expression kaise shift hota jab woh challenges ki baat karti—naye log, naye environment, aur starting over ka pressure. Usne in moments ko note kiya, har hesitation ya discomfort ko file kiya.

Usne tone ko light rakhne ki koshish ki, kabhi zyada push kiye bina, hamesha aisa dikhane ki koshish ki ki woh bas ek purane dost se mil raha hai. Lekin jo bhi words usne share kiye, woh ek aur piece of the puzzle tha. Usne Riya ke naye interests ke baare mein jana—photography, cooking ke liye naye found love, thrillers ka obsession—and in details ko future use ke liye note kiya.

Jab usne Rony ka zikr kiya, jo uska long-distance boyfriend tha, Raj apne head ko fake interest se tilt karta, bina nosy hue deep dive karta. “Rony, haan? Achha hai. Long-distance zaroor tough hota hoga. Aap dono kaise manage karte ho?” Usne dhyan se suna, kisi bhi strain ke sign dhoondte hue. Jab bhi Riya distance ki baat karti, Raj chhoti chhoti sighs aur uski aankhon ka drift dekhta, jaise woh baar baar same story explain karne se thak gayi ho. 

Raj ko pata tha ki long-distance relationships fragile ho sakte hain. Riya ki voice mein subtle pauses, aur words ka careful selection—yeh clues the jo Raj ko chahiye the. Usne jaana ki Rony waise perfect guy hai jaisa Riya usko banati hai, ya phir koi cracks hain jo Raj exploit kar sakta hai. Usne sirf Riya ki stories nahi suni; usne unhe analyze kiya, sentences ke doubts ya discontent ke hints ke liye pick kiya.

Conversations ke beyond, Raj ne Riya ke daily routine ke details par bhi dhyan dena shuru kiya. Usne note kiya ki woh morning jog ke liye kab nikalti hai, kab raat ko ghar pe rehti hai, aur weekends pe kab late out hoti hai. Usne patterns dekhe, moments jab woh sabse khush lagti hai aur jab woh akeli lagti hai. Yeh sab data uske liye—insights jo usse aur close hone mein madad karenge, apne aapko zindagi mein zyada present banane ke liye.

Raj ne apne aapko indispensable banane ka bhi mauka use kiya. Usne chhoti chhoti cheezon mein help offer ki—groceries uthana, stubborn Wi-Fi connection fix karna, ya tough assignment  mein help karna. Usne apne aapko reliable friend ke roop mein present kiya, wo familiar face jo bas tabhi around tha jab usse kuch zaroorat hoti. Riya ko shayad yeh ek rekindled friendship laga. Lekin Raj ke liye, yeh sab uske plan ka ek part tha ki woh apne aapko unki routine ka irreplaceable part banaye.

Jaisey haftay guzarte gaye, Raj ke notes observations aur theories se bhare hue hone lage. Uske paas ek section tha jo Riya ke likes aur dislikes ke liye tha, ek aur section Riya aur Rony ke relationship ke liye, aur ek aur potential opportunities se bhara hua tha—moments jahan woh hero ya confidant ban sakta tha. Har entry detailed thi, coffee stir karne ka tareeka se lekar songs jo woh chupke se gaati thi jab kisi ko pata nahi hota.

Raj ko pata tha ki woh ek dangerous game khel raha hai, friendly concern aur obsessive interest ke beech mein balance bana kar. Lekin usko parwaah nahi thi. Raj ke liye thrill chase mein tha, information ko meticulously gather karne mein, aur apne goal ki taraf slow aur steady move karne mein. Woh sirf Riya se reconnect nahi kar raha tha; woh usse study kar raha tha, har habit aur thought ko samajh raha tha taaki woh usse khud se zyada behtar jaan sake.

Har din ek aur step closer, ek aur layer peeled back. Raj patient tha, apne waqt ka intezaar kar raha tha, sahi moment ka intezaar kar raha tha apni move banane ke liye. Usne jaana ki Riya cautious hai, aur uski guard up hai. Lekin Raj ko apni charm pe bharosa tha, apni ability pe ki woh dheere-dheere uske defenses ko wear down kar sake with his unwavering persistence aur carefully crafted moves.

Riya shayad abhi tak shift ko notice nahi kar paayi thi, lekin Raj ko pata tha ki yeh sirf waqt ki baat hai. Woh long game khel raha tha, ek move par ek move, takki woh itna deeply embedded ho jaye uski zindagi mein ki woh nahi jaan sake ki use kaise push away kare. Raj sirf Riya ko jeetne ki koshish nahi kar raha tha; woh usse poori tarah samajhna chahta tha, har vulnerability, har hidden thought.

Aur ek baar jab usne sab kuch jaan liya, jab usne apne ‘victim’ ke baare mein har last bit of information gather kar liya, Raj strike karne ke liye tayyar tha.

Raj ne Riya ki zindagi ko ek detective ki tarah assemble kiya, her fragment ko meticulously analyze kiya. Usne uske social media profiles ko ek investigator ki tarah dekha, carefully chosen photos aur polished captions ke beyond dekha. Uske dusre sheher mein waqt vibrant snapshots se documented tha—naye dost, trendy cafes, aur scenic views, har post ek breadcrumb ki tarah tha jo use uske world mein deep dive karne ke liye le jaa rahi thi.

Lekin Raj ko pata tha ki sachayi aksar lines ke beech hoti hai, unspoken moments jo public eye tak nahi aati. Usne Riya ke posts ko scrutinize kiya jo uski relationship ke baare mein thi—filtered images aur affectionate comments ke saath abundant. Riya aur Rony ek perfect couple lagte the—selfies mein smile karte, video calls pe anniversaries celebrate karte, aur heart emojis exchange karte. Casual observer ko yeh solid lagti, lekin Raj easily fooled nahi hota. Usne face value pe cheezein lene se behtar samjha.

Long-distance relationships notoriously tough hote hain. Raj ne kaafi doston ko dekha hai jo loneliness aur inevitable misunderstandings se struggle karte hain jo miles apart hone se aati hai. Late-night phone calls jo silence mein khatam hote, missed messages, recent photos ke absence—yeh details Raj ne note kiya. Riya ke captions hamesha upbeat hote, words carefully crafted stability aur contentment ko project karne ke liye, lekin Raj

Raj ne hamesha us chhupi baaton ko dhundha, jo chhoti inconsistencies ke roop mein gehri problems ka sanket deti thi. Ek caption jo likha tha "missing him" ke saath ek photo thi jisme Riya camera se door dekh rahi thi, uski muskaan uski aankhon tak nahi pahunach rahi thi. Kuch hafton tak Riya rozana posts karti thi, aur phir achanak chup ho jaati thi, uske Instagram stories cryptic quotes se bhari hoti thi, jaise "patience" aur "waiting" ke baare mein. Zyada nahi tha, lekin Raj ke liye yeh sab signs the ki Rony ki doori unke rishte par kaafi asar daal rahi thi.

Raj ne patterns notice kiye—jaise Riya ke posts Rony ke baare mein un special dinon ke aas paas spike karte, ya jab wo kuch din chup rehti thi, tab jaise wo kuch compensate kar rahi ho. Followers ko yeh sab sweet lagta hoga, lekin Raj ke liye yeh ek cover tha, ek tareeka tha gaps ko bharne ka aur ek aisi image banaye rakhne ka jo dheere dheere toot rahi thi.

Raj ne post karne ka time bhi note kiya. Late-night updates, odd hours mein stories share karna, jab zyada couples so rahe hote hain, yeh sab hints the ki kuch missed connections ya unka schedule sync nahi ho raha tha. Raj imagine kar sakta tha ki Riya late-night jaag rahi hogi, purane messages scroll kar rahi hogi, replies likh kar delete kar rahi hogi, aur distance ka dard mehsoos kar rahi hogi. Us upbeat captions ke peeche jo frustration tha, wo Raj ko asani se samajh aata tha, wo weariness jo koi filter chhupa nahi sakta.

Online interactions ke alawa, Raj ne aur gehra khodna shuru kiya, mutual friends se subtly questions poochte hue. Social gatherings mein casual conversations fishing expeditions ban gayi, jisme Raj Riya aur Rony ke rishte ke nuances ko samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha. Usne unke jhagdon ke baare mein pata kiya—chhoti fights jo communication gaps par hoti thi, future plans par disagreements, aur unke busy schedules ko balance karne ki mushkilat. Dararein thi, subtle lekin samajhne layak, aur Raj ko pata tha ki kitna bhi mazboot rishta ho, waqt aur doori ke pressure mein kabhi bhi toot sakta hai.

Riya se baat karte waqt, Raj gently prodd karta, hamesha ek concerned friend ban kar. "Rony kaisa hai? Tum dono kaafi time se nahi mile hoge, mushkil hoti hogi na?" Uska reaction dhyan se dekhte hue poochhta. Usne dekha uske jawab dene se pehle thoda hesitation hota tha, uska expression thoda change hota tha. Kabhi kabhi uske replies clipped hote, aur kabhi zyada cheerful, jaise wo khud ko convince kar rahi ho ki sab kuch theek hai.

Raj ke dimag mein possibilities ghoomne lagti thi. Wo directly kuch chaos create nahi karna chahta tha—abhi nahi. Lekin wo samajh gaya tha ki mauke hain, wo pal jaha wo ek samajhdar dost ban kar aa sakta tha, jo tab hota jab Rony nahi hota. Usne apne aap ko imagine kiya jaha wo Riya ke woh shoulder banega jab long-distance frustrations zyada ho jati, ya jab use bina judge kiye koi sunne wala chahiye hota.

Raj ko pata tha ki wo ek delicate game khel raha hai, genuine concern aur calculated manipulation ke beech ek line par chal raha hai. Lekin Raj ko aise challenges pasand the. Har chhoti discovery jo usne Riya aur Rony ke rishte ke baare mein ki, uska determination aur badhta gaya. Wo patient tha, us perfect moment ka wait karne ke liye tayar. Kyunki Raj samajhta tha ki hamesha directly kuch todne ki zarurat nahi hoti—kabhi kabhi sirf fractures dhundhne hote hain, aur dheere dheere unhe widen karna hota hai jab tak sab kuch toot na jaye.

Raj ke liye, yeh sirf Riya ko jeetne ka maamla nahi tha; yeh uske jeevan ke har nuance ko itna achhe se samajhne ka tha ki aakhir Riya usse bina guzara nahi kar sake. Aur jaise jaise Raj Riya ke carefully curated facade ke peeche ka sach samajhta gaya, usse pata tha ki wo us breakthrough ke kareeb hai jo use chahiye tha. Riya aur Rony apni photos mein khush lagte the, lekin Raj yeh maan kar chalta tha ki koi rishta perfect nahi hota—and jab waqt aayega, wo us imperfection ka pura fayda uthane ke liye tayar tha.


Morning encounter 

Raj was always an early riser , aur aaj bhi koi alag din nahi tha. Fitness uske roz ke routine ka hissa ban chuki thi, aur apne aapko ache physical shape mein rakhne par usse garv tha. Lekin aaj, uska motivation thoda alag tha. Pichle kuch dino se, woh Riya ki routine par nazar rakh raha tha, uski subah ki aadaton ko usi dhyan se dekh raha tha jaisa koi insaan jo details mein jeeta hai. Usse pata tha ki har subah, ekdum time se, Riya apne sneakers pehenti hai aur apne ghar ke paas wale park mein jogging ke liye jaati hai.

Jab Raj apne ghar se bahar nikla, to subah ka suraj bas ugna shuru hi hua tha, apne saath puri colony par ek naram si roshni bikher raha tha. Raj ne apne athletic gear ko theek se adjust kiya, uske muscles pehle hi uske aam stretches se warm up ho chuke the. Woh ek confidence ke saath chalta tha, uska lean physique subah ke andhere mein ek shadow ki tarah hilta hua, purposeful aur relaxed. Aaj, woh bas ek jogging ke liye nahi ja raha tha—usse ek mission par jaana tha. Usne apne arrival ka time perfect banaya tha, taaki woh Riya se bilkul aise takra sake jaise sab kuch bas ek ittefaq ho.


Jaise hi Raj park mein daakhil hua, uski nazar turant Riya par jaake tik gayi. Riya pehle se hi apne run mein busy thi, uska badan ek smooth grace ke saath move kar raha tha, jo Raj ki poori tawajjo kheench raha tha. Riya ne tight, black leggings pehni thi jo uski gand ki curve ko dikha rahi thi, aur ek -fitting sports bra jo uski athletic build ko aur bhi highlight kar raha tha aur usme uske boob Kamal k lag rahe the. Uske lambe baal ek high ponytail mein bandhe hue the, jo har stride ke saath rhythmically peeche hil rahe the. Raj chahe bhi to nahi rok paaya apni nazar ko uske gand ki taraf jaane se, jo har kadam ke saath perfectly  hil rahe rahe the, kapde uske badan par bilkul ek second skin ki tarah chipke hue the.

Uski boobs, jo sports bra se theek se dakhe thi, halke se bounce kar rahi thi uski movements ke saath, aur har bounce Raj ki nazar ko pakad raha tha jab woh effortlessly jog kar rahi thi. Halki si paseene ki chamak uski twacha par chamak rahi thi, jo uske toned arms aur flat stomach ko highlight kar rahi thi, usse ek alluring, lagbhag seductive glow mil raha tha subah ke suraj ke neeche. Woh focused thi, uski nazar seedha aage lagi thi, bilkul anjaan is baat se ki kitni admiration uske liye ho rahi thi. Uske saans bilkul theek the, uske hont thode se khule hue the jaise woh apni pace ko maintain kar rahi ho, ek tasveer determination aur natural beauty ki.




Raj thoda aur tez chala, apne steps se un dono ke beech ki doori ko kam karta hua. Uski fit body uske saath sync mein move kar rahi thi, aur kuch hi der mein woh uske saath jogging kar raha tha. Raj ne thoda waqt liya, taaki woh usse naturally notice kare, phir usne silence todha.

“Riya?” usne casual lekin friendly tone mein bulaya. Riya ne palat kar dekha, uska chehra surprise se pehchan mein badal gaya, aur uske chehre par ek halki muskaan aa gayi.

“Raj? Tum yaha kya kar rahe ho?” Riya ne poocha, uski saansein measured thi, lekin halki, jaise woh is pace ko milo tak chala sakti thi.

Raj ne ek charming grin diya, uski apni saansein steady thi, bilkul run se beasar. “Socha kuch naya try karoon, toh park mein subah ki running karne aa gaya. Tumhe kuch dino se dekha hai, toh socha cool logon ke group mein shamil ho jaoon.”

Riya ne halki si hasi, uski pace bilkul slow nahi hui. “Achha habit hai pick karne ke liye. Mujhe nahi pata tha tum subah ke runs mein interested ho.”

Raj ne uska stride perfectly match kiya, uski nazar kabhi kabhi uske body ki taraf drift hoti thi, jo effortlessly uske saath move kar rahi thi. Usne har detail observe ki—kaise uske legs har push off ke saath flex ho rahe the, uske breasts ka halki si jiggle, aur uske hips ka confident, almost hypnotic sway. Riya energy aur focus se radiate kar rahi thi, aur sweat aur uski halki perfume ka mix ek intoxicating presence bana raha tha, jo Raj ke liye apne khayalon ko puri tarah innocent rakhna mushkil bana raha tha. 

Woh dono ek saath jogging karte rahe, Raj ne conversation halki rakhi. Usne uske din ke routine ke baare mein poocha, uski consistency ki tareef ki, aur kuch jokes dale jo usse hasi dilane mein kaamyab rahe, uski halki, airy si hasi Raj ke smirk ko aur choda kar rahi thi. Raj ko pata tha kaise engage karna hai, kaise moment ko easy aur unforced banana hai, yeh skill jo usne saalo se apne effortless charm se hasil ki thi.

Jaise hi unka route khatam hone wala tha, Raj apni pace ko halka slow karne laga, jo unki jogging ka ek natural end signal kar raha tha. Riya bhi uske saath ruki, aur apni saansein sambhalte hue jhuki, apne haathon ko apne ghutnon par rakha. Raj ne yeh moment stretch karte hue casual stretching shuru ki, lekin asal mein woh uska ek aur glance churane ki koshish kar raha tha. Uske chhati ka uthna aur girna jab woh halki panting kar rahi thi, aur uske baalon aur gardan par sweat ka chamakna usse ek powerful aur vulnerable dono look de raha tha.

"Achha tha," Raj ne kaha, uski awaaz bilkul even, bilkul breathless nahi. Usne ek nazdeeki pedh ke against apne aap ko halka sa sahara diya, apni usual cool demeanor banaye rakhte hue. "Tumhari routine kaafi solid hai. Agar bura na mano toh kya main kal se tumhare saath jog kar sakta hoon? Achhi running partner ki zarurat hoti hai."

Riya, ab tak apni saansein sambhalte hue, muskurayi aur haan mein sir hila diya. "Haan, kyun nahi? Kisi ke saath run karna acha lagta hai. Time kaafi jaldi nikal jata hai."

Raj ne satisfaction ke saath sir hila diya. "Toh kal phir? Wahi time?"

“Wahi time,” Riya ne agree kiya, uske baad ek thumbs-up diya aur apne ghar ki taraf jog kar gayi. Raj ne uske peeche dekha, uske hips ke sway, uski toned back, aur uske steps ke rhythmic bounce par apni nazar daalte hue.

Raj ne apne haath stretch kiye, apne andar ke content ko mehsoos karte hue ki yeh encounter kitna smoothly gaya. Yeh bas pehla step tha, ek tareeka uski daily life ka hissa banne ka. Usne yeh ache se samjha tha ki yeh chhoti chhoti cheezein kitni valuable hoti hain—rapport build karna, ek familiar aur reliable presence banna. Morning jogs ab un dono ka ek common space ban gaya tha, jaha woh bina kisi shak ke gradually closer aa sakta tha.

Usne sab kuch perfectly play kiya tha, friendly aur flirtatious ke beech ka balance bana kar. Kal, woh wapas wahi hoga, aur har din ke baad, ek ek kadam uske final goal ke aur kareeb badhta jaayega. Abhi ke liye, usne chhoti jeet ka maza liya, Riya ki glistening, fit form ka image uske dimaag mein clearly etched tha. Raj ko pata tha ki woh sahi raaste par hai, aur har jog ke saath, har casual baat ke saath, woh Riya ke aas-paas apna jaal dheere dheere kas raha tha, ek ek step karke.

Har subah ki jog Riya ke saath Raj ke liye ek self-control ka test ban gayi thi, ek tantalizing game of restraint aur anticipation. Jab woh dono ek saath run karte, Raj ka dimaag pavement par girte apne kadmon ya apni saansein ke pace par nahi hota. Balki, uske khayalat poore tarah se Riya ke gand ke hilne  par  the, ek nazara jo ab uske din ka highlight ban gaya tha. Har bounce aur jiggle ek private show ki tarah tha, sirf uske liye, uski leggings ka tight fabric har curve aur contour ko highlight karta tha, ek tareeke se jo Raj ko paagal banane laga tha.





Raj imagine  karne laga kaise , jaise woh uske firm gand ke sath khel raha ho, playful tareeke se uski butt par spank kar raha ho, just to see ripple under skin. The thought of her ass bouncing from the smack, the sharp, satisfying sound echoing in his ears, sent a surge of arousal through him. Raj could almost feel the heat of her skin, the way it would redden slightly under his palm, leaving a perfect print that marked her as his in that fleeting moment. The idea of her gasping, her breath hitching in surprise and maybe—just maybe—in pleasure, made his heart race faster than the jog ever could.

Har jogging session ek struggle hota tha apni arousal ko dikhne se rokne ka, apni breathing ko steady rakhne ka, jab uske dimaag mein itne explicit thoughts chal rahe hote. Raj sochne laga kaise hoga jab woh uske against hoti, uska ass uske lap mein press hota, dheere dheere grind karta, deliberately. Yeh fantasy poori tarah se uske hosh par chha gayi thi, aur Raj ko har din zyada zor lagana padta, tez daudna padta, jaise us exertion se woh apne arousal ko burn off kar sake, jo har baar usse jog karte hue dekhne par uske andar jagne lagta.

Ek subah, jab woh park ke ek turn par mur rahe the, Riya ne comfortable silence ko todha ek casual sawal ke saath, uska tone light lekin curious tha. "Toh Raj," usne kaha, halki si muskaan ke saath uski taraf dekhte hue, jo pure innocence thi. "Aajkal tumhari relationship status kya hai? Kisi ko dekh rahe ho?"

Raj ko thoda surprise laga, lekin usne apne chehre par ek aasan si grin le aayi. Usse pata tha yeh sawaal aayega—Riya thi to direct, aur usne is pal ke liye tayari kar rakhi thi. Apne jawaab ko ambiguous rakhna zaroori tha; ek direct answer dena usse predictable bana deta, ekdum easy to figure out. Mystery ek powerful tool tha seduction mein, bilkul waise hi jaise jealousy. Woh chahta tha ki Riya soche, jab woh ek saath nahi hote, toh uske baare mein sochti rahe, uska imagine kare kisi aur ke saath, lekin kabhi poori tarah se sure na ho.








**Scene: The Master Manipulator**

Raj aur Riya park mein jogging kar rahe the, Raj ke har step mein ek smooth aur practiced movement thi. Har ek kadam ek carefully planned strategy ka hissa tha. Woh ek master manipulator tha, jo attention aur withdrawal ka perfect balance bana kar Riya ko intrigued aur guessing rakhta tha.

Jab dono daud rahe the, Raj ne Riya ki taraf dekha, uske body ke movements ko catch karte hue. Usne seekha tha kaise apni nazar raaste par rakhe, kabhi kabhi apni nazrein uski taraf le jaata. Aaj, Raj ne decide kiya ki woh unke playful banter ki boundaries ko thoda push karega.

“Tumhe pata hai, Riya,” Raj ne casually kaha, jab dono side by side jog kar rahe the, “Mujhe maana padega, tum jogging ko itna effortless banati ho. Tumhare paas kaafi skills hain.”

Riya hans padi, uski saans halki si thi lekin controlled. “Thanks, Raj. Main kaafi time se kar rahi hoon. Lekin ek pace partner mil jaye toh zyada maza aata hai.”

Raj ne ek charming grin diya. “Achha hai sunna. Mujhe toh lagta hai ki ek running partner milna mushkil hota hai jo pace maintain kar sake. Zyada tar log bas mujhe slow kar dete hain.”

Usne dekha ki Riya ki smile aur badi ho gayi thi, jo clear sign tha ki uska attention usse appreciate ho raha tha. Lekin Raj ko pata tha ki usse guessing mein rakhna kitna zaroori tha. Toh usne comfortable silence ko stretch hone diya, taaki Riya ye sochne lage ki woh kahin pull back toh nahi ho raha.

Kuch minutes baad, Riya ne silence toda. “Toh Raj, aajkal tumhari relationship status kya hai? Kisi ko dekh rahe ho?”

Raj ke dimaag mein perfect response ke liye khayalat tezi se chale. Usse pata tha ki zyada open hona uske intrigue ko undermine kar dega. Toh usne charm aur ambiguity ka blend choose kiya.

“Ah, well,” Raj ne casually kandhe uchaaye, “Main abhi apne options open rakhe hue hoon. Filhaal koi serious cheez dhoondh raha hoon, yeh zaroori nahi hai.”

Riya ke eyebrows curiosity mein uthe. “Options open rakhe hue, huh? Kaafi freedom hai tumhare paas.”

Raj ne relaxed demeanor mein nod kiya. “Haan, perks toh hain. Bas zindagi ko waise hi enjoy kar raha hoon.”

Usne dekha Riya ke thoughtful expression ko, jaise woh uske response ko process kar rahi thi. Raj jaanta tha yeh perfect moment hai dynamics shift karne ka, toh usne apna dhyaan wapas unke run par lagaya, conversation ko natural flow mein rehne diya.

Kuch aur minutes ke baad, Raj thoda jhuka, apni awaaz thodi personal karte hue. “Tumhe pata hai, kabhi kabhi kisi ka saath hona accha lagta hai jo tumhe alert rakhe. Koi jo... engaging ho.”

Riya ne uski taraf dekha, halki si muskaan uske hothon par thi. “Engaging, huh? Achha laga yeh sunke ki tumhe mera saath pasand aaya.”

Raj ne grin karte hue kaha, “Good to know. Main toh hamesha try karta hoon ki cheezein interesting rahein.”

Phir usne ek aur brief silence allow kiya, apne shabdon ko hawa mein latka diya jab usne pace par dhyaan lagaya. Raj ka withdrawal deliberate tha, taaki Riya uske asli feelings aur intentions ke baare mein sochti rahe.


**Growing Comfort**

Kuch dino mein, Raj ki maujoodgi Riya ke routine ka ek comfort ban gayi thi. Uski flirtatious remarks aur halka sa sparsh aksar Riya ko sharma dete aur wo zyada muskurane lagi thi. Use Raj ke saath waqt bitana pasand aane laga tha, aur us attention ka bhi jo wo usse deta tha. Raj ka carefully balanced attention aur kabhi kabhi uska thoda peeche hatna, Riya ko intrigued rakhta, lekin jaise jaise unke beech ka comfort badhta gaya, waise waise Riya unke dynamic mein hone wale chhote chhote shifts ko zyada mehsoos karne lagi.



Intro of rida







**Scene: Unwanted Encounter**

Setting: Ek busy mall hai, jahan Raj aur Rida stores mein browsing kar rahe hain. Rida ek figure-hugging, low-cut top aur tight jeans pehni hui hai jo uske curves ko accentuate karte hain. Raj playful tarike se uske kamar ko touch kar raha hai uske sath khel raha tha, jo unki interaction ko kaafi intimate  lag raha tha. Paas mein shopping kar rahi Riya unhe dekhti hai aur curiosity aur irritation ke mix ke saath unke paas aati hai.

Riya: (unke paas aate hue, thodi narrowed eyes ke saath) "Raj? Tum yahan? Who is she?"

Raj: (surprised lekin pleasant smile ke saath) "Hey, Riya! Yeh Rida hai. My girlfriend. Rida, yeh Riya hai, meri neighbor."

Rida: (Riya ko upar se neeche tak dekhte hue, thodi irritation ke saath lekin smile karte hue) "Nice to meet you, Riya. Raj ne tumhare baare mein bataya hai."
 Dono ladkiya ek dusre ko comare karne lagi

 Riya aur Rida dono bina kisi shak ke khoobsurat thi, lekin unki allure alag-alag qualities se aati thi.

Riya mein ek natural, effortless beauty thi. Uska toned, athletic frame uski strength aur grace ko dikhata tha, jo uski disciplined workout routines ka nateeja tha. Uske lambe, kaale baal aksar bandhe rehte, jisse uska sharp, defined jawline aur high cheekbones aur bhi highlight hote. Riya ke curves subtle the, zyada sculpted aur lean look tha, jisme uske tight-fitting outfits uske body ki firmness ko highlight karte the. Uska style minimal lekin sexy tha, practicality ke saath ek hint of tease, chahe woh snug leggings ho ya fitted tops. Jab woh chalti thi to uske hips ka sway aur confident bounce uske self-assured nature ko reflect karte the. Uska chehra warm aur approachable tha, aksar ek casual smile ke saath jo uske laid-back, girl-next-door vibe ko dikhata tha.

Rida*, doosri taraf, striking aur bold sensuality ke liye jani jati thi. Uska body fuller tha, aise curves jo sabki nazar apni taraf kheench le—ek voluptuous hourglass figure jisme generous bust aur hips thi jo har kadam par provocatively sway karti thi. Rida ke lambe, silky baal uske chehre ko frame karte, dheere dheere waves mein uske kandhon par girte, uski allure ko aur bhi badhate. Uska style daring tha, aksar low-cut tops chunna jo uske cleavage ko highlight karte aur tight dresses jo uske curves ko hug karte, bilkul clear signal deti thi. Uske lips hamesha glossed hote, aur makeup uske already striking features ko aur enhance karta tha. Usme ek sultry confidence thi, jo deliberate, seductive grace ke saath chalti thi. Rida jaanti thi kaise attention paana hai, aur aksar apni body language se room mein command karti thi, uski nazar smoldering aur playful hoti thi, ek air of mystery aur temptation ke saath jo usse irresistible bana deti thi.

Jahan  Riya ki beauty athletic aur approachable thi, jo quiet confidence ko radiate karti thi, wahin  Rida ki beauty overtly seductive thi, jo kisi bhi insaan ko mesmerize karne ke liye banaayi gayi thi.


Riya:(forced smile karte hue, Raj ke haath ko dekhte hue jo Rida ke midriff par rakha hai) "Oh, really? I DIDN'T KNOW YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ."

Raj:(tension notice karte hue, mood light karne ki koshish karte hue) "Haan, Rida aur main kaafi time se saath hain. Bas shopping kar rahe the aur catch up kar rahe the."

Riya: (apne haath cross karte hue, pointedly Rida ko dekhte hue) "I see. Aur kitne time se tum dono saath ho?"

Rida:(ek eyebrow raise karte hue, Raj ke kareeb aate hue) "Kafi time se. Sab kuch kaafi acha chal raha hai."

Riya: (tone sharp rakhte hue) "Interesting. Mujhe nahi laga tha ki tum itne... serious ho."

Raj (smoothly interject karte hue) "Riya, tum jaanti ho kaise hota hai. Relationships evolve karte hain. Rida aur main bas apna waqt enjoy kar rahe hain."

Riya:(Raj ko dekhte hue, phir Rida ki taraf, thodi jealousy ke saath) "Lagta hai tum dono kaafi khush ho."

Rida:(tension notice karte hue, thoda smile karte hue) "Haan, hum hain. Raj ne hamesha mera khayal rakha hai."

Riya: (narrowed eyes ke saath) "Achha hai jaanna. Tum dono apna din enjoy karo."

Rida:(undertone catch karte hue, smile thodi forced hoti hai) "Thanks, Riya. Tumse milke accha laga."

Riya(heel par murti hui, thodi irritation aur confusion ke saath chalti hai) "See you around."

Jaise hi Riya door jaati hai, Rida Raj ki taraf gusse bhari awaaz mein palatti hai.



Rida: (Raj ko dekhte hue, clearly irritated) "Yeh kaun thi, sach mein? Kaafi interested lag rahi thi."

Raj:(sigh karte hue, mood light rakhne ki koshish karte hue) "Riya bas purani padosi hai. Hum kaafi time se ek dusre ko jaante hain."

Rida:(apne haath cross karte hue, tone jealous hai) "Haan, main dekh sakti hoon. Jis tarah se woh dekh rahi thi... Tum dono ke beech kuch tha kya pehle?"

Raj: (eyebrow raise karte hue) "Kuch khaas nahi. college ke time close the, bas itna hi. Kyun?"
Rida:(narrowed eyes ke saath) "Mujhe toh aisa nahi laga. Woh toh aise dekh rahi thi jaise mujhe judge kar rahi ho, ya shayad koi point prove karne ki koshish kar rahi thi."

Raj:(sar hilaate hue) "Tum zyada soch rahi ho. Woh bas hum dono ko ek saath dekhkar surprised thi. Main bhi nahi socha tha woh aise react karegi."

Rida: (abhi bhi irritated) "I hope so. Mujhe second choice ya kisi aur ki kahani ka prop banne ka bilkul mann nahi hai."

Raj:(uske shoulder par haath rakhte hue, usse reassure karne ki koshish karte hue) "Tum aisa bilkul mat socho. Main tumhare saath hoon. Bas purane connections hote hain aur unka reaction. Main aage se zyada dhyaan rakhoonga."

Rida was still angry for the rest of the shopping but Raj janta tha ki use kaise manana hai.

****Scene: Rida ke saath shopping**

Jaise-jaise Raj aur Rida apni shopping continue karte hain, Riya ke saath hui mulaqat ki tension abhi bhi hawa mein thi. Rida ka mood noticeably kharab tha, uske jawab teekhe the aur uski khamoshi bhaari. Raj uski frustration ko mehsoos kar raha tha aur samajh gaya tha ki ab situation ko delicately handle karna hoga, taaki sab kuch theek ho sake.

Raj:(ice break ki koshish karte hue, halka tone mein) "Hey, Rida, ek coffee le lete hain? Shayad tumhara mood thoda theek ho jaaye."

Rida:(thoda huffing karte hue) "Mera bilkul mann nahi hai, Raj."

Raj:(uski back par halka haath rakhte hue) "Come on, bas ek coffee. Hum thoda baat karenge aur sab clear karenge."

Rida: (reluctantly) "Theek hai. Lekin sirf isliye kyunki mujhe abhi argue karne ka mann nahi hai."

Woh paas ke ek café mein chale gaye, jahan Raj ne uska favorite drink order kiya. Jaise hi dono coffees lekar baithe, Raj thoda aage jhuka, uska tone soothing tha.

Raj: "Dekho, main samajhta hoon ki tum upset ho. Maine bhi expect nahi kiya tha ki Riya aise react karegi."

Rida:(coffee sip karte hue, tone thoda soft hota hai) "Mujhe laga jaise woh... boundaries cross kar rahi thi. Aur tumne bhi sab itna casually liya, usse aasaan nahi banaya."

Raj: (sar hilaate hue) "Mujhe samajh aata hai. Mujhe uske reaction ko zyada seriously lena chahiye tha. Sorry agar aisa laga ki main humare relationship ko downplay kar raha hoon

Rida: (thoda soft hote hue) "Baatein sirf yeh nahi hain. Usne jis tarah se hume dekha, aisa laga jaise woh kuch point prove karna chahti thi. Main nahi chahti ki mujhe tumhara attention ke liye compete karna pade."

Raj: (uski taraf haath badhate hue, uska haath chhute hue) "Tumhe kisi cheez ke liye compete karne ki zarurat nahi hai. Main tumhare saath hoon, aur yahi matter karta hai. Riya sirf past ka ek hissa hai, aur mujhe pehle se zyada clearly batana chahiye tha ki tum mere liye kitni important ho."

Rida: (uski taraf dekhte hue, expression ease hota hai) "Mujhe bas yeh chahiye ki main priority hoon. Main nahi chahti ki mujhe compare kiya jaaye ya second-guess kiya jaaye."

Raj: (haath gently squeeze karte hue) "Tum meri priority ho, Rida. Main waada karta hoon. Main zyada attentive rahunga aur aise situations ko future mein better handle karunga. and . I"ll make it up to "(ek kinky simle dete hue bola)



**Scene: Khali Parking Lot**

Dim roshni wale parking lot mein bas door se aati traffic ki halki si awaaz aur kabhi-kabhi patton ki khusphus sunai de rahi thi. Ek kone mein khadi gaadi, jiske sheeshe thode se dhundhle ho chuke the, aise lag rahi thi jaise chhodi gayi ho, siwaye un dabee hui awaazon ke jo andar se aa rahi thi.

Gaadi ke andar ka mahaul ek streetlight ki halki roshni se thoda sa roshan tha. Seat puri tarah se peeche jhuki hui thi, ek aisi jagah ban gayi thi jahan se dheere-dheere aati moaning aur huffing ki awaaz gungunane lagi thi. Gaadi ke andar ki fiza ek gahan intensity se bhari hui thi, ek chhupi hui tension jo is confined jagah mein chaayi hui thi.

Gaadi ke andar ka mahaul ek private cocoon jaise lag raha tha, jahan shadows seat par nache ja rahe the aur do figures ke halki si outlines dikhai de rahi thi. Moaning ki awaaz, kabhi-kabhi aati gasp, aur gaadi ke spring ka halki si awaz ek symphony bana rahi thi, jo raat ki quietness ko todi hui thi.

Bahaar, parking lot puri tarah se khali aur shaant tha, ek untouched manzar jahan yeh private scene unfold ho raha tha. Halki roshni ne lambi shadows banayi thi, aur gaadi ke andar se aane wali halki harkatein is baat ka ehsaas karati thi ki andar ek passionate aur urgent moment chal raha tha.

Yeh gaadi, jo ek samay pe bas ek aam cheez thi, ab ek vessel ban gayi thi, jismein ek intense activity chal rahi thi. Iske andar ka mahaul ek secret aur desire se bhara hua tha. Pleasure aur exertion ki awaazon, jo dheere se sunayi de rahi thi, is raat ke andhere mein ho rahe intense aur private encounter ka eklauta saboot thi.

In the dimly lit parking lot, the car's interior was filled with soft, rhythmic sounds. The atmosphere was charged with tension and excitement. Inside, Rida was moaning softly, her breaths coming in heated, uneven bursts. The seats were pushed down, creating a more intimate space. The sounds of Rida's pleasure echoed in the enclosed space, marking the intensity of the moment.


Rida tastes like honey. Her mouth is so warm and wet that as she lays him down, raj don’t particularly care where he puts it as long as it’s on her body. But then Raj find her pushing his head downwards, and at that point it’s pretty fucking obvious exactly where she want his mouth to go.Raj uski upar  lips ke saath khel raha neeche neeche na jaake, hai,until she is whining and whimpering, Rida desperately  haalat mein thi usko apne chut main  Raj is lips chahiye tha .  “You’re over-eager, you little fucking whore,” Raj bola . “I am kissing you now. Learn to enjoy it.” Aur woh enjoy kar rahi hai, yeh baat hai Woh kuch zyada enjoy kar rahi hai. Raj ki kisses  nashe ki tarah thi. Jaise uska tongue usse kiss karta hai, phir chhod deta hai aur phir se kiss karta hai.It’s making her clit ache and her stomach do backflips, she is enjoying it so much.

She need more.Lekin jab Raj kuch chahta hai, to woh ek rock ki tarah stubborn aur immovable hota hai. Uske muqablay mein, Rida bas paani ki tarah hai jo uske aas-paas flow kar raha hai, jaise samundar ke lehron se uske baalon ko kheenchna aur kuch nahi milna. Paani ka ek khasiyat yeh hai ki yeh waqt ke saath sabse kathor cheezon ko bhi pighla deta hai. Dheere-dheere, Raj maan jaata hai. Inch-by-agonizing-inch. Woh uska bra kholta hai and takes her nipples into hismouth. Raj ,Rida ki boob ke bich main choomta hai  and move down licking her stomach. 

He’s claiming the waistband of my lace panties with his
teeth and tugging them downward, releasing the humidity that they’ve trapped against the heat and wetness of her cunt. 

“Are you sure you want it, Rida?” Raj poochta hai as. . “You’d better eat cunt like you were fucking born for it,” Rida growl back in desperation.

 He buries his mouth between her pussy lips and, to her intense and extreme pleasure, does exactly that. Raj is fucking wild with her cunt. One minute, he’s sucking on her  clit. The next, he’s got his tongue buried so deep in her wet little hole that she can’t believe it’s not a cock. Rida can feel her honey smearing all over the tip of his nose, his clean-shaven chin and his runway-ready cheekbones. Yeh usse itna worked up kar deta hai ki usse lagta hai jaise woh bas cheekh padne wali hai.

. Then he settles his tongue into the most delicious pattern around her clit, lapping at it until she feel an unstoppable orgasm rising up deep in her womb. Jab ye finally peak par pohanchta hai, Rida sach mein cheekh padti hoon. Ye lightning se lage jaise hai. Jaise riptide mein kheench liya gaya ho. Jaise ek  bus se takra gayi hoon. Lekin, somehow… sabse best fucking possible tareeke se. Jab orgasm khatam hota hai  woh Raj lipat jati hai tabhi ek car Ane ki awaj ati hai , Rida apne kapde thik karti hai  aur wo nikal jate hai.
Raj always find a new ways to tame angry Rida.

[sri7869]

Nice update

[Blackdick11]

Hmmm, Interesting