Adultery veil Ka Neecha Ki Tarap

[Tadpole]

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[srider69]

Wonderful story. Amazing updates. You can avoid frequently talking about Aarav's mazab as you established that well. "Paaraya mard" say hojayega unless you're ok with other men of the same faith

[amisssa38]

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Aaj subah se hi main shaam ka intezaar kar raha tha. Aaj apne dost ki sexy biwi ko dekhne ja raha hoon, jisne mera sukoon chain chheen liya tha. Office mein bilkul dil nahi lag raha tha – jaldi jaldi kaam khatam kiya aur ghar pahunch gaya. Khub tayyar hua, rose-oud mix perfume lagaya jo auraton ko pagal kar deta hai. Black shirt sleeves folded, forearms pe veins ubharte hue, tight jeans jo mera bulge ko hint deta hai. Party ki baat yaad aayi, woh pehli baar Noureen ko dekha tha – woh M.uslim aurat jisne mera chain chheen liya tha. Uski khoobsurti, woh figure, woh nasheeli aankhen, woh smile – sab kuch dimag mein ghoom raha tha. Sochta hi mera H.indu lund pant mein jhatka marne laga. Ek haath se pant ke upar se lund ko adjust kiya, garam aur hard feel hua. Car mein baith kar Amjad ke ghar ke liye nikal gaya, dil mein wohi khayal: Aaj Amjad ke ghar ja raha hoon, project ki baat ka bahana, lekin asli maksad Noureen ko tadpana, uski body ko chhuna, uski M.uslim chut ko garam karna – lekin Amjad ka dar bhi hai, woh mera dost hai, agar usne pakad liya toh sab barbaad, lekin yeh thrill, yeh maza – Amjad ki M.uslim biwi ko apne H.indu lund se tadpana – bohot zyada addictive hai.
Main darwaza knock kiya, Amjad ne khola – has kar andar bulaya. Main Amjad se gala mila, mazboot hug – lekin nazrein andar Noureen ko dhoond rahi thi. Ghar mein faint music, bacchon ki door se awaaz, rose-oud perfume ki khushboo – jaise Noureen ki mehsoos ho rahi ho. Noureen kahi nazar nahi aa rahi thi – main andar aate hue drawing room mein baith gaya, lekin dimag us par atak gaya, soch raha tha “Kahan hai woh? Kitchen mein hogi, tayyari kar rahi hogi… uski gaand hilti hui, chhati ubhri hui…”
Amjad ne awaaz di: “Noureen, Aarav Kumar aa gaya hai!” Thodi der mein Noureen pani la kar aayi – kitchen se aati hui, deep red silk suit mein, body pe chipka hua jaise second skin, gori chamdi chamak rahi thi. Mujhe dekh kar woh stun si ho gayi – nazrein jhuki hui, chehra halka laal, saans tez. Maine pani ka glass lete hue uske haath par apna haath rakh diya – uska naram mulayim haath, garam, soft touch milte hi mera lund ne uchalna shuru kar diya, jeans mein hard ho gaya, bulge mehsoos hone laga. Main Noureen ki aankhon mein dekhta hua killer smile di – woh smile jo auraton ko tadpa deti hai. Noureen ke chehre se ghabrahat zahir ho rahi thi – aankhen laal, saans tez, body kaanp rahi thi, jaise andar current daud gaya ho.
Noureen ne haath chhura kar kitchen ki taraf tezi se ja rahi thi – meri nazar uski gol gol gaand par tik gayi, jaate hue hil rahi thi, silk suit mein shine kar rahi thi, har hilne pe tadpa rahi thi. Dil chahta tha usko apne hoton mein jakar le loon, uski gaand pakad kar zor se dabaoon, usko wall pe dhakel kar kiss karoon, suit utaar kar uski body ko mehsoos karoon. Dar tha Amjad ka – woh bagal mein tha, agar notice kar liya toh dosti khatam, lekin yeh thrill, yeh maza – uski M.uslim gaand ko nazron se dabana – rukne nahi de raha tha.
Bacchon se mila, Nauman aur Rafay ko chocolate di, unke saath baat ki – woh maze mein the. Amjad ke saath project ki baat shuru ki, lekin dimag Noureen pe tha. Woh chai le kar aayi, cup dete hue maine dobara haath chhua, ungliyan ragad di – dheere se rub kiya, jaise uski chut ko feel kar raha hoon. Usne sharma kar kitchen bhaag li, main soch raha tha: “Uske nipples sakht ho gaye honge, chut gili – Amjad peeche hai, lekin yeh thrill, yeh dar ki Noureen ki body aur garam ho rahi hai.” Maza aa raha tha, H.indu mard hone ka, apne dost Amjad ki M.uslim biwi ko tadpane ka.
Thodi der baad Amjad ki call aayi, woh balcony pe chala gaya. Drawing room khali, bacchon ki awaaz door se. Main dheere se chai ka cup rakha, kitchen mein slip kar gaya – darwaza half-closed, dim yellow light, intimate feel. Noureen counter pe khadi thi, haath sink mein. Main peeche se aaya, body heat se usko mehsoos karaya, saans gardan pe maari – rose-oud perfume ke saath. Dheere bola: “Noureen… lekin aapki yeh M.uslim smile… party se bhi zyada khoobsurat hai. Aaj red silk mein aapki gori chamdi chamak rahi hai.”
Usne kaanp uthi, haath sink pe zor se pakde. Main aur bola: “Noureen… aapki yeh M.uslim aankhen bohot nasheeli hain. Party se leke aaj tak neend nahi aa rahi. Aur yeh kamar… 28 inch mein perfect fit. Sochta hoon agar H.indu haath daal doon toh kitna maza aayega.” Uske body mein bijli daud gayi, nipples ubhar aaye, chut gili ho gayi – main mehsoos kar raha tha uski garmi.
Usne kaanpti awaaz mein bola: “Aarav Kumar… aisa mat bolo… Amjad sun lega.” Usne mera naam liya – formality chhod di, yeh sign tha uski tarap ka aur meri himmat aur badh gayi.
Main hasa, aur qareeb aaya – chest uski peeth se touch, mera H.indu lund uski M.uslim gaand pe dabaya – hard, mota, throbbing. Dheere hips grind kiye – ek baar, do baar, ragad kar tadpaya. Bola: “Noureen, sirf tareef hi to kar raha hoon apki. Aapki yeh M.uslim body dekh kar mera H.indu dil pagal ho jaata hai. Gym ka asar… yeh gaand, yeh curves… Bhagwan ne kamaal banaya hai. Yeh red silk mein aapki gori chamdi chamak rahi hai, yeh patli kamar pakadne ka mann karta hai, yeh bhari M.uslim naram gaand dabane ka… aur yeh chhati… ubhar kar aa rahi hai, nipples dikhai de rahe hain. Sochta hoon agar abhi haath andar daal doon toh kya hoga… nipples pinch karun, chunchiyon ko masalun, aapki siskiyaan sunun.”
Dar tha Amjad ka – woh balcony pe tha, agar aa gaya toh sab khatam, lekin yeh dar hi toh maza badhata hai, Noureen ki tadap dekh kar lund aur hard ho gaya.
Usne gusse mein mud kar bola: “Aarav Kumar! Bas karo! Yeh kya badtameezi hai? Main Amjad ki biwi hoon, do bacchon ki maa hoon. Tumhare liye main sirf ‘Bhabhi’ hoon, itna hi. Yeh sab baatein, yeh touch, yeh naam le kar bulana… yeh sab galat hai! Tumhe sharam nahi aati? Agar Amjad ne sun liya toh kya hoga? Sab barbaad ho jayega – mera ghar, meri izzat, bacchon ka future! Tumhare jaise mard ko sirf ek cheez dikhti hai – aurat ki body. Bas itna hi? Meri feelings, meri shaadi, mera ghar – sab kuch bhool kar sirf apni khwahish poori kar rahe ho?”
Uski aankhen laal, saansein tez, lekin chut gili – main jaanta tha. Ek pal ruk gaya, dar laga Amjad ka, lekin phir smile di: “Sorry Noureen… galti ho gayi. Aapki khoobsurti dekh kar control nahi raha. Lekin aap bhi jaanti ho… yeh feeling dono taraf hai. Aapki aankhen bhi bol rahi hain.”
Nazrein Noureen ki chhati pe, gaand pe – maza aa raha tha, lekin dar bhi, agar Amjad aa gaya toh fight ho jayegi.
Usne mujhe dhakela, boli: “Bas! Bahar jao abhi. Yeh ghar hai mera, yeh kitchen hai meri. Aap jaise mard ko yahan jagah nahi. Agar ek baar aur aisa kiya toh Amjad ko bata dungi sab kuch.”
Main smile di, haath upar kiye: “Theek hai Noureen… sorry. Bas ek baar aur maaf kar do.” Peeche hata, drawing room chala gaya – lekin lund abhi bhi hard, soch raha tha uski M.uslim naram gaand ka feel jo mere hard H.indu lund pe daba raha tha, uski tadap – Amjad ka dar tha poora waqt, lekin yeh thrill, yeh maza – uski M.uslim biwi ko apne H.indu charm se pagal karna – next time aur aage badhunga.
Sara waqt main usko ghoorta raha – chhati ko, ubhri chunchiyon ko, aankhon se masalta raha. Agar Amjad na hota, toh usko pakad kar daba deta – zor se, bina rukawat ke.
Dinner table set hui – dim lights, soft music. Main Noureen ke saamne baitha, Amjad uske bagal mein. Khana ke dauran maine thigh se uski thigh touch ki – halka sa, jaise accident, lekin jaan bujh kar. Usne gusse se dekha, main plate mein dekh kar khaya – mera lund throbbing, soch raha tha uski chut ki garmi. Amjad masroof tha, maine faida uthaya – pair se rub kiya, ankle pe ungli ghumayi. Uska pair kaanp utha, chehra laal – maza aa raha tha, lekin dar bhi, Amjad bagal mein hai, agar notice kar liya toh sab khatam. Meri himmat aur badh gayi.
Dish dete hue haath chhua – ungliyan ragad di, squeeze kiya. Uska haath kaanp gaya, main aankhen dekhta raha – Noureen ki tadap dekh kar thrill. Amjad kitchen gaya, maine bola: “Noureen… tumhari yeh chhati… silk ke neeche ubhar rahi hai, nipples sakht hain mere liye? Dil karta hai abhi haath andar daal kar masaloon, pinch karoon, tumhari siskiyaan sunoon.”
Usne kaanpti awaaz mein bola: “Aarav… please… Amjad aa jayega.” Noureen ko dar tha Amjad ka, mera bhi – lekin yeh dar hi toh maza deta hai, aur jab Noureen ne mera naam liya “Aarav please Amjad aa jayega”, main samajh gaya ki andar andar Noureen bhi tarap rahi hai. Main Noureen ko maze se tadpane ka sukh aaj aur zyada mehsoos kar raha tha, uski M.uslim chut ko apne H.indu lund se aur tadpana.
Amjad aaya, main table ke neeche pair ragadta raha – uska jism jal raha tha, chehra laal, nipples ubhar rahe the. Dinner khatam, teasing jaari – touch, nazrein, whispers. Woh kitchen gayi, main haath dhone ka bahana banaya – peeche se hips pe haath slide kiya. Usne jhatka mehsoos kiya, Noureen ki M.uslim naram gaand ka ehsaas hote hi mera H.indu lund pant phaad kar bahar aane ko tarapne laga. Noureen ne mud kar dekha – main smile di, chala gaya. Lund tight, soch raha tha: “Yeh M.uslim biwi ab garam hai, Amjad ke saamne tadap rahi hai – dar hai, lekin maza bohot zyada hai.”
Dinner khatam hone ke baad main utha – Amjad se gala mila, usne has kar bola: “Aarav bhai, aaj bohot maza aaya. Kal phir milte hain office mein.” Maine smile di, lekin nazrein Noureen par tiki rahi thi. Woh table se uth kar dishes utha rahi thi – red silk suit mein uski gaand hil rahi thi, har movement mein chamak rahi thi, jaise abhi bhi meri nazron se tadap rahi ho. Maine usko dekha, aankhon mein wohi shaitani chamak daal kar bola: “Thanks Bhabhi… dinner bohot acha tha. Aapki mehnat… aur yeh khoobsurti… unforgettable.”
Woh sharma gayi, nazrein jhuka li, chehra laal ho gaya – lekin uski saans tez thi, jaise andar ki aag abhi bhi jal rahi ho. Usne halki awaaz mein bola: “Aapka aana… acha laga.” Yeh lafz sun kar mera lund phir se uchalne laga – jeans mein tight ho gaya. Aur main soch raha tha Amjad ki M.uslim biwi abhi bhi tarap rahi hai, Amjad ke saamne sharma kar bhi aankhen bol rahi hain – mujhe chahti hai.
Main darwaza ki taraf chala – Noureen bhi peeche aayi, jaise mujhe chhodne ke liye. Darwaza khula, main bahar nikla – lekin peeche mud kar dekha. Dim lights mein uski gori chamdi chamak rahi thi, red lipstick mote honthon pe chamak rahi thi, aankhen nasheeli, jaise keh rahi hon “ruk jao… mat jao, abhi aur tadpao mujhe.” Darwaza band karne se pehle ek pal ke liye mujhe dekhti rahi – uski aankhen tadap rahi thi, saans phooli hui, chhati ubhar rahi thi.
Darwaza band hua, lekin uski tasveer dimag mein naksh ho gayi – Noureen ki M.uslim naram gaand ka feel abhi bhi mere H.indu lund pe mehsoos ho raha tha, uski saansein abhi bhi kaanon mein gunj rahi thi.
Car mein baitha, engine start kiya – road khali tha, city lights chamak rahi thi, lekin mera dimag sirf Noureen par tha. Music on kiya, lekin gaane sunai nahi de rahe the – bas Noureen ki awaaz gunj rahi thi: “Aarav… please… Amjad aa jayega.” Uski woh kaanpti awaaz, uski gardan pe meri saans, uski M.uslim gaand pe mera H.indu lund ragad raha tha – yaad aa rahi thi. Lund jeans mein phir se hard ho gaya – bulge itna bada ki steering pe dabav mehsoos ho raha tha, pre-cum se jeans pe gila spot ban raha tha.
Drive karte hue soch raha tha: “Noureen… abhi tum ghar mein ho, Amjad so gaya hoga… tum bed pe leti hogi, haath chut pe chala gaya hoga, ungli andar daal kar hil rahi hogi, mera naam le kar tadap rahi hogi… ‘Aarav… zor se…’ keh kar jhad rahi hogi. Tumhari woh gili M.uslim chut mera H.indu lund yaad kar rahi hogi, nipples sakht, gaand tadap rahi hogi mere haathon ke liye.”
Haath steering pe tight ho gaya, speed badh gayi – jaise tadap ki garmi se car bhi garam ho gayi ho. Raste mein traffic light pe ruka, haath neeche chala gaya – jeans ke upar se lund ko sehlaya, soch raha tha Noureen ki M.uslim gaand ki naram mulayim softness, uski M.uslim chut ki garmi, uski siskiyaan. Ek truck wala dekh raha tha, lekin mujhe parwah nahi – Noureen ki yaad mein itna garam tha ki kuch bhi kar sakta tha.
Ghar pahunchne tak lund throbbing kar raha tha, pre-cum se jeans gili ho gayi thi.
Ghar pahuncha – car park ki, steps chadhte hue Noureen ki hilti gaand yaad aa rahi thi. Door lock kiya, lights off – sidha bedroom mein gaya, kapde utare. Shirt phenki, jeans neeche ki – lund bahar nikla, mota, 8 inch ka, throbbing, supara pre-cum se chamak raha tha, veins ubhre hue, jaise Noureen ki M.uslim gaand ko yaad kar ke aur hard ho gaya ho.
Bed pe gir gaya, haath lund pe chala gaya – dheere se hilane laga, soch raha tha Noureen ki tasveer: uski gili M.uslim chut, ubhri chhati, hilti gaand. “Noureen… jaan… tumhari yeh M.uslim body… veil utaar kar chunchiyon ko chusoon, nipples pinch kar ke siskiyaan sunoon, kamar pakad kar gaand dabaoon, chut mein ungli daal kar gila karoon, phir mota H.indu lund ghusa doon, zor se chodoonga taaki tum tadap utho aur bolo ‘Aarav... aur zor se...’. Main tum meri ho, sirf meri, Amjad ki biwi hone ke bawajood.”
Hilane ki speed badh gayi – upar-neeche, tip pe ungli ghumate hue, pre-cum se gila haath slide kar raha tha. Yaad aayi kitchen ka pal – mera H.indu lund uski M.uslim gaand pe ragad raha tha, uski naram mulayim gaand ka hissa mere lund pe dab raha tha, uski siskari, uski kaanpti awaaz. Body pasine se bheeg gayi, saans phool gayi – zor se jhad gaya, garam maal bahar nikla, pet pe gira, body kaanp uthi, siskari nikal gayi “Noureen… ahh…”.
Lekin pyas nahi bujhi – thodi der baad phir hilaya, do baar aur jhad gaya raat mein. Har baar Noureen ki yaad – uski M.uslim khoobsurti, uski tadap, uski gili chut. Soch raha tha: “Amjad ka dar hai, woh mera dost hai, lekin yeh maza, uski biwi ko tadpane ka, uski chut ko garam karne ka – rukne nahi de raha. Phir milunga, aur aage badhunga.”
Aakhir thak kar so gaya, lekin sapne mein bhi Noureen thi – usko chod raha tha, uski siskiyaan sun raha tha.

[amisssa38]

Bohot hi aakarshak kahani likhi hai aapne. aapki likhne ki style baoht hi kamuk aur acchi hai, per main ek salah dena chahungi. Bar bar h.ndu aur M.slim ka refence dena thoda jayda lagta hai, ho sake to isko boht jayda estemal mat kijiye, is se aapki kahani ka flow thoda kharab hota hai.

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