Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Wasifahim]

UPDATE BROTHER ????

[Joker44]

Soon will provide na big update...currently focusing on another story.

[Rajveer234]

Nice story brother... Bro mujhe v story likhna hai.. tum bta sakte ho kya photo kaise create karte ho.. kisi AI se ya bs edit kar dete ho.. animation wale photos

[Joker44]

Nice story brother... Bro mujhe v story likhna hai.. tum bta sakte ho kya photo kaise create karte ho.. kisi AI se ya bs edit kar dete ho.. animation wale photos

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[Rajendra karka]

Hi joker bhai
I read your all story some are completed and some incomplete
I want tell you are really Great writter as you write story you write conversation between different carecter are teasing and good and also giving bold font on important line and also gif and AI picture you used are completely machable with story .
Now you are one of great writer I hope you complete your story
Thanku for your hardwork

[Rajendra karka]

Waiting

[Joker44]

Thanks all for all the support, I am still thinking ki ise intresting kese bnaya jaye, I know i have powerful charters in it an ek bechari aurat un sbke bich fasi padi hae, Sabko eksath lekar story ko intresting twist dena hae bs monotonus sex nhi dikhana, do wait for some more time for next updates.

Meri bako stories ke bhi update in progress mae hae, jo mae ek ek krke jaldhi end kr dunga.

[Joker44]

Kaleen Bhaiya haveli ke private study mein baithe the. Shaam ki roshni ab kam ho chuki thi, aur room mein ek thanda, calculating mahol tha. Unka dimaag abhi bhi Munna ki wild aiyashi aur Pranali ke tej dimag ke beech ke khel par atka hua tha.

Tabhi unke secret phone par Makul ka call aaya. Makul, jo Mumbai mein Pranali par nazar rakhe hue tha.
Kaleen Bhaiya (Awaaz mein tezi): "Bol, kya khabar hai?"
Makul (Dusri taraf se, ghabrahat mein): "Bhaiya, badi kharab report hai. Bank wali madam... Pranali... woh yahan Mumbai mein akeli nahi hai. Woh... woh Sharad Shukla ke saath hai."
Kaleen Bhaiya ka chehra ekdum paththar ho gaya. Unhone apni aankhein narrow ki. Sharad Shukla—Jonpur ka don, Munna ka pichhla dushman, aur taaqatwar khiladi!
Kaleen Bhaiya (Dheere, par tez): "Kya bakwaas kar raha hai? Woh Munna ka dushman hai. Woh Pranali ke paas kyun hai?"
Makul: "Pata nahi, bhaiya. Par woh dono mall mein the, filmy tareeke se mile. Phir walk kiya... aur woh log kafi intimate lag rahe the. Maine photo bheja hai, dekhiye."
Kaleen Bhaiya ne bina der kiye phone par photos khole. Screen par Pranali thi—saree mein nahi, balki fitted jeans aur sleeveless top mein. Chashme ke neeche uski aankhon mein hansi thi, azadi thi. Aur uske bagal mein Sharad Shukla khada tha, ekdum naya lover jaisa dikh raha tha. Ek photo mein Sharad ne masti mein Pranali ka haath pakda hua tha.
Kaleen Bhaiya ka khoon khaul utha. Woh gusse se apna glass table par rakh chuke the, par unka gussa ab thanda aur calculating ho gaya tha. Munna ki property, jise woh road side tak claim kar chuka tha, ab dushman ki baahon mein khush thi.
Kaleen Bhaiya (Mann mein): "Munna ne sabhi hadhein par kar di, usse apna maal samajh liya... aur yahan dushman ne uske junoon ko hathiyaar bana liya."
Unke dimag mein yeh baat saaf thi ki Sharad ka maqsad sirf ayiyashi nahi tha. Sharad Munna ko maar dene ke liye Pranali ka istemal kar raha tha. Magar Sharad ka asli plan (Soham ki deal) Kaleen Bhaiya ko pata nahi tha—sirf dushmani ka ehsaas tha.
Kaleen Bhaiya (Awaaz mein thanda, meetha zehar): "Makul, ek baat yaad rakh. Munna ko is bare mein ek shabd bhi nahi pata chalna chahiye."
Makul: "Ji bhaiya. Lekin kyun? Woh don hai... usko samajhna chahiye."
Kaleen Bhaiya (Garajte hue, par dheere): "Agar Munna ko abhi pata chala, toh woh jung chalu kar dega. Humara dushman chupke se vaar kar raha hai, toh hum bhi chupke se khel khelenge."
Kaleen Bhaiya ne aakhri hukum diya: "Teri nazar Sharad aur Pranali par 24 ghante honi chahiye. Mujhe har chhoti badi khabar chahiye. Pranali ab sirf Munna ki kamzori nahi hai, woh ek hathiyar hai jo dushman ke haath mein hai."
"Jab tak main na kahun, koi kuch nahi bolega."
Makul ne sir jhuka kar bola: "Ji bhaiya."
Kaleen Bhaiya ne phone cut kiya. Apni aankhon mein Munna ki harkat aur Sharad ka dhoka rakh kar, unhone table par rakhi talwar ko chhua... ek nayee jung ki tayari shuru ho chuki thi!


Subah ki halki dhoop Pranali ke Mumbai waale flat ke living room ki khidki se andar chhan rahi thi. Pranali, ek simple salwar-suit mein, wahi azaadi aur nayi mohabbat ka nasha aankhon mein liye chai ka cup pakde baithi thi. Pichhle do din se Sharad kaam mein busy tha, aur yeh durii Pranali ko aur zyada reflective bana rahi thi.

Uski aankhon ke saamne do filmein chal rahi thin: Ek, Soham ke saath college mein hua pyaar aur shaadi ka sukoon—woh sachcha, aasan rishta. Aur doosri, Sharad ke saath Mumbai ki chori-chhipe guzaari raat—woh wild, bechain aur pehli baar ki mohabbat jaisa junoon.
Pranali (Mann mein): Mujhe abhi bhi Soham se utna hi pyaar hai, jitna hamesha se tha. Par Mirzapur ne mere andar ki woh zaroorat jaga di, jise Soham kabhi samajh nahi paya. Aur Sharad... usne toh bas, us zaroorat ko pehchaan liya. Ab wapas Mirzapur jaana hai... aur yeh nayi Pranali us purani duniya mein kaise adjust karegi?
Tabhi, uski choti behen Rhea, nayi web-series ke spoiler se zyada naughty smile liye room mein daakhil hui.
Rhea: "Good Morning, Didi! Kya baat hai? Chai ka cup hothon pe hai, par nigaahein Marine Drive se seedha Jonpur ki taraf hain, kyun?"
Pranali jhatke se hosh mein aayi, chehra thoda laal ho gaya.
Pranali (Halki daant ke saath): "Rhea! Kya bakwaas kar rahi hai? Main toh bas soch rahi thi wapas jaane ke baare mein."
Rhea (Aankh maarte hue, uske bagal mein baithte hue): "Haan haan, wapas Sharad Jiju ke paas jaane ka soch rahi ho. Saamne toh chai hai, par dimaag mein toh unhi ke haathon ki coffee ka nasha chal raha hai, hai na?"
Pranali phoonk maar kar chai ka cup tezise rakh diya.
Pranali (Awaaz dheemi aur ghabrahat mein): "Rhea, paagal! Tujhe sharam nahi aati? Soham tere jiju hain! Ghar pe koi sun lega, toh kitni badi bhasad ho jayegi!"
Rhea (Zor se hasste hue): "Arre! Soham Jiju toh Mirzapur mein hain. Aur yahaan Mumbai mein... Sharad Bhaiya hi asli hero hain. Didi, woh date, woh kiss... woh passion... woh college waala first love waala feel tha na?"
Pranali (Flustered, haathon se Rhea ko dhakelte hue): "Chup ho ja, besharam! Aisa kuch nahi tha! Woh sirf dosti thi... aur ek emotional moment!"
Rhea: "Emotional moment haathon se nahi hota, Didi. Aur emotional moment ke baad koi puri raat ka plan nahi banata hai! Sach bol, Masti aayi na? Munna ke darr ke aage, Sharad ka pyaar bahut sukoon de gaya."
Pranali ne haar maan li. Ek lambi saans li aur muskura diya.
Pranali: "Haan, Shubha ne sahi kaha tha. Sharad ke saath... lagta hai main phir se wohi college wali Pranali hoon... jo kisi ki parwah nahi karti thi."
Rhea: "Exactly! Aur ab tum wapas jaa rahi ho wahan... wahi Mirzapur ki bhasad mein."
Pranali (Aankhon mein dard): "Haan, chutti khatam ho gayi hai. Aur Mujhe jaana hoga... Soham ka phone aayega."
Rhea (Serious hote hue): "Toh wahan jaakar himmat rakhna. Aur Sharad Bhaiya ka phone number save kar ke rakhna... tumhari pehli azadi ki nishani hai woh."
Pranali ne chai ka aakhri ghunt liya. Mumbai ki hawa mein nayi mohabbat thi, par Mirzapur ki zanjeer phir se bula rahi thi.








Pranali abhi bhi Rhea ki gossipy aankhon mein dekhti hui, apni dil ki halat ko chhupane ki nakam koshish kar rahi thi. Rhea ke chehre par apne Jiju (Sharad) ke baare mein baat karne ka pura sukoon tha.

Tabhi, Pranali ka phone table par vibrate hua. Screen par Sharad ka naam chamakta dekh kar Pranali ki saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi.
Pranali (Uthte hue, halki ghabrahat mein): "Main... main abhi aati hoon."
Rhea (Aankh maarte hue): "Arre! Uthne ki zarurat kya hai? Speaker pe daal de, hum dono sunenge."
Pranali ne tez nazar se Rhea ko dekha, phone uthaya, aur living room ke doosre kone mein chali gayi.
Pranali: "Hello, Sharad?"
Sharad (Phone par, awaaz mein urgency aur charm): "Haan, Pranali! Main free ho gaya hoon. Ek important Art Gallery event hai shaam ko. Bahut classy log aayenge. Tumhara mood badal jaayega. Tayyar ho jao... tumhe dekhne ke liye wahi milte hain."
Pranali ki aankhon mein ek nayi chamak aayi. Art Gallery—Munna ke darr se bohot door.
Pranali: "Art Gallery? Theek hai... par tumhe mujhe time dena hoga."
Sharad: "Time hi time hai, meri jaan. Bolo, kya main tumhe 5 baje pick kar lun?"
Pranali ne hanskar haan bolne waali thi, tabhi Rhea chupke se uske bagal mein aayi aur seedha phone mein chilayi!
Rhea (Poore dramatic style mein): "Jijoo! Jijoo! Aap meri Didi ko akela kyun le jaa rahe ho? Mujhe bhi ghuma lao na! Main bhi Art Gallery dekhna chahti hoon!"
Pranali ka chehra ek pal mein safed aur laal dono ho gaya. Usne tez nazar se Rhea ko dekha, jaise ab uski jaan le legi.
Pranali (Dheemi, gusse wali fuskusahat): "Rhea! Pagal ho gayi hai tu?! Chup ho ja!"
Sharad (Dusri taraf, zor se hasste hue): "Hahahaha! Tumhari choti behen toh kamaal hai! Jiju! Wah!"
Pranali ne phone ko apne kaano se hataya, aur Rhea ko ek zor ki daant lagayi:
Pranali (Sharmindagi aur dar mein): "Tumhe pata hai Soham tere jiju hain! Aur agar kisi ne sun liya toh main tujhe zinda nahi chhodungi!"
Rhea (Naatak karte hue, mooh bana kar): "Main toh bas mazak kar rahi thi! Aur Sharad Bhaiya ko sach mein achha laga!"
Sharad (Call par, abhi bhi hasste hue, lekin calm hote hue): "Pranali, tension mat lo. Tumhari behen toh full fun hai! Theek hai, Rhea ji aur Pranali ji, ham tum dono bhi aajao! Double date ho jayegi!"
Pranali ne aankhein band ki. Ab koi escape nahi tha. Sharad ne situation ko ekdum smoothly handle kar liya tha.
Pranali (Rhea ki taraf dekhti hui, thoda haar maan kar): "Tum toh jaanti ho na sab! Chalo, theek hai phir Sharad... main aur Rhea donon tayyar hote hain."
Sharad: "Perfect. 5 baje main tumhare ghar ke paas wait karunga. Ready ho jao."
Pranali ne call cut kiya. Usne aankhon mein gusse aur sharm ke saath Rhea ko dekha, jo ab apni badi jeet par muskura rahi thi.
Pranali: "Ab agar tune ek aur shabd Jiju ke baare mein bola, toh main tujhe Art Gallery nahi jail bhejungi!"
Rhea (Khushi mein taali bajate hue): "Deal! Jiju se milne ke liye jail bhi manzoor hai! Ab chalo, didi, tayyar hote hain! Aaj main tumhe woh dress pehnaungi jo Sharad Bhaiya ko seedha Mirzapur ki bhasha bhula de!"
Pranali ne sar pakad liya, par andar hi andar ek ajeeb si khushi thi—rishta khatarnaak tha, par ab escape mumkin nahi tha. 5 baje ka waqt tay tha.




Pranali ne almari se sabse nazuk, figure-hugging classic off-white silk saree nikali, jiske borders par halki golden zari ka kaam tha. Yeh saree uske glowing skin aur soft curves ko ek shaleen elegance de rahi thi, lekin sleeveless deep-cut blouse pehente hi, uske toned arms aur bhare hue sthan (bust) ki innocence turant ek sachchi, chupi hui sexiness mein badal gayi. Usne pallu ko bade dhyaan se patla aur kam rakha, taaki uski patli kamar aur blouse ki fit poori tarah se nazar aaye, yeh dekhte hue ki woh munna ki wildness ko bhoole, par Sharad ki aankhon mein nayi aag laga sake. Mirror ke saamne baith kar, usne makeup shuru kiya, soft base aur minimal foundation se uski masoomiyat barkarar thi, par usne kajal thoda gehra kiya, aur red lipstick lagayi—woh masoom aankhein aur bold lips ka combination poori tarah se irresistible lag raha tha. Usne apne baalon ko loose curls mein chhod diya, mangalsutra uske deep neck par shaan se chamak raha tha.

Tabhi, Rhea apne high-fashion crop top aur palazzo mein tayyar ho kar kamre mein aayi. Rhea ne Pranali ko top-to-toe dekha, aur uski aankhein hairani se phail gayin.
Rhea (Dheere se, awe mein): "Didi... tu toh aaj... kamaal lag rahi ho. Poori queen."
Pranali (Halki sharm aur muskaan ke saath): "Bas, zyada mat bol, dekh kitna time lag gaya tayyar hone mein."
Rhea (Uske paas aate hue, uski kamar ko dekhte hue): "Time toh lagna hi tha... itna maal bana hai ki Sharad Bhaiya ka dil seedha lung pe aakar ruk jaayega." (Rhea ne masti mein uske baalon ko chhua). "Woh sleeveless cut aur yeh saree... uff! Innocent face aur body full fire! Aaj toh Art Gallery mein aag lag jaayegi!"
Pranali (Halki si sharmindagi, par andar se khushi): "Rhea! Pagal hai tu! Chup kar... aur chal ab... warna late ho jayenge."
Rhea (Hanskar, uski baah pakadte hue): "Late nahi hona chahiye Didi. Humara Jiju wait kar rahe hain! Ab chalo!"
Dono behenein halke kadmon se kamre se nikli... Pranali ke dil mein excitement aur Rhea ki aankhon mein khel ka nasha tha... aur Art Gallery unke intzaar mein tha!




Sharad ki sleek black luxury car Pranali ke apartment ke gate ke paas aakar aahista se ruki. Usne sunglasses hataye, aur Pranali aur Rhea ko gate ki taraf aate hue dekha. Pranali ne golden zari waali off-white saree pehni thi, sleeveless blouse mein uske sharir ka curve ekdum perfect lag raha tha. Uske honthon ki gehri laali aur kajal ki tez aankhen pehli nazar mein hi bijli gira rahi thin.

Sharad ne unhe dekha, aur uske hoth halke se khul gaye—ek be-awaaz gasp.
Sharad (Mann mein): Sala Soham... chutiya hai woh saccha! Yeh maal uske haathon mein kaise aaya? Munna toh pagal hua hi tha, par main... uff! Iski elegance darr aur lust dono paida kar rahi hai. Jaldhi Munna ke marne ke baad Soham ko bhi mar dunga main... aur ise hamesha ke liye apni randi banake rakhunga! Kya maal hai yeh Pranali!
Pranali aur Rhea dono gate tak pahunchi. Pranali nervously muskurayi, uski aankhon mein Sharad ki bechaini saaf dikh rahi thi.
Pranali (Halke se): "Hi Sharad... kaisi lag rahi hoon?"
Sharad (Apne khayal se baahar nikalte hue, hothon par control la kar): "Tum... tum toh seedha Art Gallery ki centerpiece lag rahi ho, Pranali. Kamaal lag rahi ho. Tumhara yeh look toh Mirzapur ki bhasha bhula dega."
Rhea turant aage aayi, apne modern look aur naughty smile ke saath.
Rhea (Teasing, aankh maarte hue): "Jiju! Bas itna hi? Aap toh humari Didi ko dekh ke bolna hi bhool gaye! Koi dhang ki tareef toh karo!"
Pranali sharm aur gusse ke mix mein Rhea ki taraf palat gayi.
Pranali (Fuskusahat mein, ghabrahat se): "Rhea! Pagal hai tu! Maine bola na chup rah! Ghar ke paas aisa mazak mat kar!"
Sharad zor se hans pada. Uski hansi unke dono ke bhaari mahol ko halka kar gayi.
Sharad (Haste hue): "Arey Rhea ji, aap toh full entertainer ho! Jaldi aajao donon. Mujhe khushi hai ki aap bhi aa rahi ho."
Pranali ne apna face theek kiya, ek lambhi saans li, aur Rhea ko apne bagal mein ghaseet kar car ke paas le gayi. Sharad ne gentlemanly andaaz mein Pranali ke liye darwaza khola. Pranali sharmate hue andar baith gayi, uske jism ki khushboo car ke andar chha gayi. Rhea turant peeche baithi, aur Sharad driver seat par baith gaya.
Sharad (Car start karte hue, rearview mein dekhta hua): "Aaj raat Mirzapur ki bhasad bhool jao... yeh raat sirf Mumbai ki art aur apne pyaar ke liye hai."





Mumbai ke posh area mein Art Gallery ki imarat shaandaar thi. Andar soft lighting, expensive art installations aur dheere-dheere baat karte hue sheher ke ameer aur taaqatwar log the. Har koi designer kapdon mein sophisticated lag raha tha.

Sharad Pranali aur Rhea ko lekar confidence ke saath andar daakhil hua. Pranali apni off-white saree mein graceful lag rahi thi, aur Rhea bhi apne stylish outfit mein kisi model se kam nahi thi. Sharad ekdam smooth tha, har doosre aadmi se haath mila raha tha, jaise woh yahan ka asli malik ho.
Rhea ki aankhein hairani se phail gayin. Usne dheere se Pranali ke kaan mein fuskusaya.
Rhea (Aahista se, awe mein): "Didi, yahan toh alag hi duniya hai! Soham Jiju bhi acche hain na, par agar tum Sharad Jiju se set ho gayi na... toh tum sach mein rani jaisi rahogi! Soham Jiju ke saath toh bas bank wali zindagi hai."
Pranali sharm aur ghabrahat mein apni elbow se Rhea ko halka sa pinch kiya.
Pranali (Fuskusahat mein, gusse se): "Rhea! Chup ho ja! Kya bol rahi hai tu!"
Sharad, jo aage chal raha tha, unki nayi bhasha sun kar palta aur zor se hans pada.
Sharad (Amusement mein): "Lagta hai tumhari gossips kaafi interesting hain! Rhea ji, aap toh kaafi direct hain!"
Rhea ne sirf muskura diya, jaise apni badi jeet ho gayi ho.
Tabhi, Pranali ka phone vibrate hua. Screen par Munna ka naam chamakta dekh kar, Pranali ka chehra ekdum safed pad gaya. Usne turant Sharad aur Rhea ko dekha.
Pranali (Thoda forced smile ke saath): "Woh... ek zaruri office ka call hai. Main bas do minute mein aati hoon."
Woh tezise gallery ke ek khaali corner ki taraf nikal gayi, jahan Munna ka junoon aur uske guilt ka samna hona tha.
Sharad, Pranali ko jaate hue dekhta raha, aur phir Rhea ki taraf palta. Uske chehre par ab hansi nahi thi, ek gehra sawaal tha.
Sharad (Aawaaz dheemi aur serious): "Rhea, mujhe ek sachcha jawab chahiye tumse. Tum jaanti ho na ki tumhari Didi shaadi-shuda hai... aur main uske saath jo kar raha hoon woh galat hai? Tumhe is baat ka gussa nahi aata?"
Rhea ne apna sara masti side mein rakha. Usne seedha Sharad ki aankhon mein dekha, uski aankhon mein gussa nahi, apni behen ke liye sachcha pyaar aur protection thi.
Rhea: "Main unki choti behen hoon, Sharad Bhaiya. Maine apni Didi ko rote hue dekha hai Mirzapur mein—darr mein, guilt mein, aur akela mehsoos karte hue."
Rhea: "Maine tumhe dekha hai unke saath. Aur unko do din mein utna khush aur zinda dekha hai jitna maine unhe saalon mein nahi dekha hai."
Rhea: "Toh mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai aapke saath unke hone se."
Rhea ne aage jhuk kar sharad ko aahista se chetawani di.
Rhea: "Bas ek baat yaad rakhna... Meri Didi ko rulaa mat dena dobara. Agar unhe phir se takleef hui, toh aapka panga sirf Munna se nahi hoga... Mujhse lena padega."
Sharad ne uske chehre ko dekha—uska darr chala gaya tha, uske badle ab sachcha pyaar tha. Sharad halka sa hans pada, uske dil mein Rhea ki hansi aur chetawani dono giri thi.
Sharad: "Tum toh full dangerous ho, Rhea ji! Main aapki Didi ko sach mein khush rakhunga."
Rhea: "Good. Ab jao, unki saari musibat door karo."
Rhea ne sharad ko wapas Pranali ke paas bhej diya, jahan woh Munna ka call sambhal rahi thi... Aur Sharad jaanta tha, ab uske pyaar ko family ki manzoori mil chuki thi—bus woh unki behen thi!




Pranali tez kadmon se Art Gallery ke ek khaali corridor mein aayi aur Munna ka call uthaya. Uske dil ki dhadkan Munna ke naam se hi dugni ho chuki thi.

Pranali (Halki awaaz mein): "Hello, Munna."
Munna (Dusri taraf, awaaz mein raw possessiveness aur garmi): "Kya kar rahi ho, Pranali? Mumbai mein akeli ho... aur Mujhe bhool gayi kya? Tumhari aawaaz mein woh josh nahi hai."
Pranali (Control karte hue): "Main Art Gallery mein hoon, bahut bheed hai. Aur tumhe main kaise bhool sakti hoon?"
Munna (Teasing, commanding): "Achha? Agar bhooli nahi ho... toh mujhe dikhao ki tum ab bhi meri ho. Main yahan Mirzapur mein intzaar kar raha hoon... mujhe kuch dekhna hai."
Pranali ka gala sookh gaya. Munna ki demand saaf thi. Woh jaanti thi ki agar usne mana kiya, toh Munna aur zyada pareshaan karega ya waapas aane ko kahunga.
Pranali (Jhukkar, dheemi awaaz mein): "Munna, yahan bahut log hain... aur main Art Gallery mein hoon."
Munna: "Art gallery? Toh chalo apni Art dikhao. Washroom mein jao. Aur mujhe dikhao ki tum ab bhi kitni garam ho."
Pranali ne ek lambhi saans li. Usne apni saree ko sambhaala aur tez kadmon se washroom ki taraf chal di.
(Washroom ke andar, Pranali ne darwaza lock kiya. Mirror mein uski aankhon mein sharm, excitement, aur majboori ka mishran tha.)
Munna (Phone par, ab aur zyada excited): "Ab wahan kya kar rahi ho? Saree khulo... mujhe tumhare woh soft boobs dekhne hain jo mere liye kaam karne lage hain."
Pranali ne apni saree ka pallu dheere se hataaya. Uska sleeveless blouse tight tha. Usne blouse ke upar se apni saree ko thoda neeche khiskaaya taaki cleavage aur zyada expose ho jaye.
Pranali (Fuskusahat mein): "Main picture bhej rahi hoon... bas ek baar."
Usne apna phone nikala. Mirror ke saamne jhukkar, usne apni saree ki dor ko halka loose kiya taaki deep cleavage aur uske ubharte hue boobs ka corner dikhe. Ek click.
Phir, Munna ki wildness ko satisfy karne ke liye, usne apni armpit ko halka sa expose kiya—us jagah par jahan Munna road side par chhoota tha. Yeh shot raw aur bold tha. Ek aur click.
Pranali ne jaldi se dono tasveerein Munna ko bhej di. Saree theek ki aur apna chehra poncha.
Munna (Message turant aaya, awaaz mein raw satisfaction): "Aha... meri Rani! Yeh hai sachchi Art! Jao, ab jao aur apne doston ke saath enjoy karo... par yaad rakhna... tumhari poori body ab mere control mein hai."
Pranali ne phone ko apni mutthi mein kas liya. Uske jism par sharam aur Munna ki taaqat dono ka ehsaas tha. Usne apne chehre ko theek kiya, aur Art Gallery ki taraf wapas chal di—jahan Sharad aur Rhea uska intzaar kar rahe the... bilkul anjaan ki kuch pal pehli hi Pranali ne apni nayee aur purani zanjeer ko ek saath mazboot kar diya tha!









Pranali tez kadmon se washroom se wapas aayi, uske chehre par paani ke chheente aur aankhon mein sharam aur tez dhadkan ki nishaani thi. Usne Sharad ko aur Rhea ko Art Gallery ke ek corner mein khade dekha.

Sharad ne turant uska badla hua chehra pehchaan liya. Rhea unse thoda door khadi thi, ek painting ko ghoor rahi thi, jaise unki privacy ka poora khayal ho.
Sharad (Awaaz dheemi aur fikarmand): "Kya hua, Pranali? Sab theek hai na? Tumhari aankhon mein paani kyun hai?"
Pranali ne aankhein neeche kar li, sach bolne mein woh ghabra rahi thi.
Pranali (Dheere se, fusfusate hue): "Woh Munna tha phone par... usne kaha ki main Art Gallery mein jo bhi kar rahi hoon... usse dekhna hai."
Sharad (Eyebrows raised, par shaant): "Matlab? Usne kya dekha?"
Pranali: "Usne... usne kaha ki main uska maal hoon aur usne kuch pics maange the... cleavage aur armpits ke... toh maine bhej diye."
Sharad ne ek pal ke liye Pranali ki aankhon mein dekha. Uske chehre par gussa nahi tha, sirf us dard ko samajhne ki koshish thi. Usne dheere se Pranali ka haath pakda. Uska touch Munna ke possessive touch se bilkul alag tha—narm, par bharosemand.
Sharad: "It's okay, Pranali. Tumhe darne ki zarurat nahi hai. Usne jo bhi maanga, woh tumhari majboori thi. Don't worry. Yeh sab khatam ho jayega."
Sharad ne halke se Pranali ka haath dabaya aur ek aakhri bar dekha.
Sharad: "Ab aao. Art Gallery ki khubsurati dekhte hain. Yeh Munna ki gandagi se bohot door hai."
Rhea, jo doosri taraf khadi thi, ek pal ko apne kandhe ko halka sa hilaaya, jaise keh rahi ho: "Mission clear hai." Woh jaan boojh kar unke paas nahi aayi, unhe space de rahi thi taaki Pranali ko apne nayi dosti mein bharosa ho.
Sharad aur Pranali Art Gallery mein aage badhe. Ab unki baat Munna ki possessiveness par nahi, balki paintings aur unke nayi dosti par thi. Pranali ne apni sharam chupayi, aur Sharad ke saath wapas hasna shuru kar diya—ek nayi zanjeer Munna ki thi, aur ek nayi azaadi Sharad ki baahon mein thi.

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Art Gallery, Shaam

Pranali abhi bhi Sharad ke saamne khadi thi, Munna ke messages aur apne sach ko dabane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Rhea unse kaafi door thi, ek painting ko ghoor rahi thi par unki taraf poora dhyaan tha.
Sharad ne wine ka glass dheere se side table par rakha. Uske hothon par ek naughty muskurahat thi, aankhon mein junoon aur himmat.
Sharad: "Tum yahan Art Gallery mein ho aur Munna wahan Mirzapur mein jhooth ki bhasad mein hai... aur Rhea bhi bahar hai. Munna ko toh kuch spicy mila hai subah... kya hum bhi kuch spicy kar sakte hain?"
Pranali ki aankhein badi ho gayeen. Usne turant Sharad ko rokne ki koshish ki.
Pranali: "Sharad! Yeh kya keh rahe ho? Yahan kitne log hain!"
Sharad ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya, awaaz dheemi aur pyaar bhari, par hukum waali.
Sharad: "Uski chinta tum mat karo." Usne apna haath Pranali ki kamar par rakha aur ek jhatke mein usse apni taraf khinch liya. "Aao mere saath."
Sharad Pranali ko Art Gallery ke peeche ke corridor ki taraf le gaya. Wahan ek chhota sa room tha—shaayad maintenance ya storage ke liye. Sharad ne room ka darwaza khol diya aur Pranali ko andar dhakel diya.
Jaise hi woh andar aaye, do muscular security guards aaye aur chupchaap room ke darwaze ke bahar khade ho gaye.
Sharad (Muskurate hue, ghamand se): "Dekha? Full privacy hai. Ab koi Munna ya koi aur yahan nahi aayega."
Usne turant Pranali ko deewar se laga diya. Pranali ka ek haath uske sir ke upar tha, jise Sharad ne apni mazboot mutthi mein pakda tha. Dusra haath Sharad ki kamar par tha.
Pranali ka saans tez ho gaya. Saree ka pallu uske kandhe se phisl chuka tha aur zameen par gira tha. Sleeveless blouse mein uska deep cleavage poori tarah se exposed tha.
Sharad ka ek haath uske kamar par tha, tight, possessive grip mein. Usne apna chehra Pranali ke chehre ke bilkul nazdeek le aaya. Unke lips ke paas sirf hawa ka faasla tha.
Sharad (Aankhon mein dekhte hue, halki muskurahat): "Ab yeh view... Munna ko dekh kar khush ho gaya hoga."
Pranali sharm aur junoon se apni aankhein jhuka li, uska poora chehra laal ho chuka tha. Deewar ke sahare woh ekdum helpless, par Munna ke shabdon ke samne ek nayee chahat ke saath khadi thi.







Sharad ne Pranali ki sharam aur junoon ko apni aankhon mein mehsoos kiya. Usne aakhri faasla khatam kiya aur apne honthon ko Pranali ke narm honthon se milaya.

Pehla touch halka tha, ek swaal jaisa, par Pranali ne is baar koi resistance nahi diya—usne aankhein band ki aur Munna ke darr ko hata kar Sharad ki baahon mein kho gayi. Sharad ka kiss aur gehra hua, zubaan ka pehla touch ek electric current jaisa tha.
Pranali ne apne haathon ko deewar se aazaad kiya, aur uske haath Sharad ki gardhan par chale gaye. Junoon mein, Pranali ne Sharad ke neeche ke honth ko halka sa daant se dabaya (lip bite) aur phir ek garm suck ke saath apna sara pyaar aur chahat us kiss mein daal diya. Uska yeh active response Sharad ko aur zyada wild kar gaya.
Sharad ne Pranali ko deewar se alag kiya aur uske saree ki patli doriyon par apne honth le aaya—neck kiss. Soft, wet kisses Pranali ki gardhan par phail gaye, jiske jawab mein Pranali ke honthon se halke, madhur moans (soft moans) nikalne lage: "Mmmh...* Sharad...**"*
Sharad ka ek haath ab uske kamar se upar aaya aur Pranali ke sleeveless arms ko softly sehlaane laga (playing her arms). Uska touch halke se Pranali ke blouse ke kapde ko chhoota hua uske pet ki taraf bhi gaya (playing her belly).
Pranali ka pet ki skin ekdum naram aur garm thi. Sharad ne apni ungliyon se saree ke andar se uske pet ko dheere se sahlaaya aur uske naabhi (navel) ke paas ek halka sa circle banaya. Pranali ka jism ekdum sirsira gaya, usne Sharad ko aur kas ke pakad liya.
Sharad ka doosra haath ab bhi uske blouse ki deep neckline ke paas tha, uske kapde ko halka sa chhoota hua, uske sthan ki garmi ko mehsoos kar raha tha. Yeh Munna ki roughness se bilkul alag tha—yeh tha pyaar bhara junoon, jo Pranali ko bhi bahut pasand aa raha tha.
Pranali ki aankhon mein ab koi sharam nahi thi, sirf nayi chahat thi. Usne apna chehra Sharad ke gale mein chhupa liya, uske hothon se bas ek naam nikal raha tha: "Sharad...* Sharad..."
Room ke bahar security guards khade the, aur andar Pranali apne pati ke dhoke aur Munna ke darr ko bhool kar, Sharad ki baahon mein apni nayi mohabbat ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Unki saansen, unke chumban aur unka naram sparsh Art Gallery ke us khaali kone mein ek nayee dastan likh raha tha.




Sharad ne Pranali ko deewar ke sahare khada hi rakha, uske haath uske kamar par the aur aankhon mein junoon tha. Pranali ki saansein tez thin. Achanak, Sharad ne Pranali ki kamar ko halka sa dabaya, aur woh dheere se neeche baith gaya.

Pranali shock ho gayi, uski nazar seedha Sharad ke sir par thi, jo ab uski saree ke andar chala gaya tha. Usne apni saansein rok di, pari pehli baar uski aankhon mein sharam se zyada dar aur bekraari thi.
Sharad ne apne haathon se Pranali ki off-white cotton soft panty ko dheere se neeche khiskaaya. Panty uske paas gir gayi, jo pehle se hi uska junoon lekar geeli ho chuki thi. Ab Pranali ki clean aur garm chut Sharad ke saamne thi, ek dum exposed aur vulnerable.
Sharad ne ek pal ke liye uske jism ki us khoobsurati ko dekha, phir usne apni ungliyon se halka sa chut ko press kiya.
Pranali ka pura jism ek jhatke mein kaamp gaya! Uske honthon se ek zor ki lambi moan nikal gayi: "Aaaahhh!"
Usne turant apna haath apne chehre par rakh diya, taaki uski awaaz bahar na jaaye, par uske sharam aur bekraari chhip nahi rahi thi.
Sharad ne uske haath hatane ka intzaar nahi kiya. Usne apni zubaan se Pranali ki chut par halki si garm lick ki—ek teasing sparsh. Pranali ki saansein tez ho gayeen.
Sharad ab puri tarah uske andar tha. Usne apne honthon se uske soft folds ko pakda aur uske clit par focus karte hue gehra chumban shuru kiya—ek French Kiss jo sirf uske junoon ke liye tha.
Pranali ki ankhein band ho gayeen, uske ghutne tezi se sheck karne lage (knees shaking). Uski moans ab aur heavy ho gayi thin, sirf haath se dabi hui awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi: "Mmmh... Sharad... aur tez... mujhe yeh chahiye... ohh!"
Sharad ka passion aur tez tha, uski zubaan aur lips Pranali ki chut par ek wild dance kar rahe the, jiske aage Pranali ki har sharam aur har guilt haar maan chuka tha... uske ghutne ab control ke bahar the.







Sharad ne apni zubaan ki raftaar ko aur tez kar diya—wild, tez, aur bechain. Pranali ka pura jism deewar se laga tha, uske ghutne ab kaampne lage the, aur uske honthon se sirf tez moans aur siskiyan nikal rahi thin.

Pranali (Uski awaaz gale mein dabi, zor se): "Ohh! Sharad... Aur tez! Main... main control nahi kar sakti ab! Haaan... bas abhi... mujhe chahiye... mujhe tod do aaj!"
Sharad ka passion aur tez ho gaya. Uski zubaan aur lips Pranali ki chut par ek animalistic dance kar rahe the. Pranali ki aankhein band thin, aur usne apni puri taaqat se apni hips ko Sharad ke chehre par press kar diya aur ek lambi, tez moan ke saath release kiya (orgasm).
Sharad ne Pranali ka har ek boond chhat liya (consumed everything), bina koi awaaz kiye sirf uski chut par apne kaam ko pura kiya.
Jab Pranali ki saansein thodi normal huin, Sharad dheere se upar aaya. Uske honth aur zubaan Pranali ke junoon aur uske apne satisfaction se geele the.
Sharad ne bina kuch bole Pranali ko kamar se pakda aur apne honthon se uske honthon ko zor se dabaya—ek wild, post-climax kiss.
Pranali ne us kiss mein apne hi jism ka nasha mehsoos kiya (tasted herself). Woh sharam aur bekraari se ek pal ke liye hil gayi, lekin usne apni aankhein band ki aur jawab diya—kyunki ab woh ismein poori tarah kho chuki thi.





Khel ki garmi aur nasha abhi bhi chhaya tha, tabhi Pranali ka phone purse mein zor se vibrate hua. Screen par Rhea ka naam chamak raha tha—waqt khatam ho chuka tha!

Dono ek jhatke mein hosh mein aaye. Pranali ne apna haath apne chehre par phera, Sharad ne uske paas giri hui panty uthaayi aur turant saree ke folds ko theek karne mein lag gaya.
Sharad (Fuskusahat mein, tez saans lete hue): "Jaldi Pranali! Hum bahar chalna hoga!"
Pranali ne apne honth saaf kiye, toote hue pallu ko kisi tarah adjust kiya, aur apne chehre par Art Gallery wali muskurahat laane ki koshish ki. Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha—jahan ab sirf garmi aur ek raaz tha—aur room se bahar aa gaye Art Gallery ki bheed mein!

Pranali aur Sharad room se bahar aaye, dono ke chehre par ab bhi us junoon ki halki si laali chhayi thi. Pranali apni saree ko tezise theek kar rahi thi, aur Sharad apne shirt ki collar ko adjust kar raha tha.

Rhea turant unki taraf badh aayi, aankhon mein shaitani chamak aur hothon par badi muskurahat thi.
Rhea (Amusement se): "Arey wah! Kahaan the love birds? Woh kone wale room mein kya chal raha tha jo itne paseene chhoot gaye hain? Art Gallery mein tum log kaunsi art bana rahe the?"
Pranali ka chehra ekdum safed pad gaya. Woh sharam se aankhein nahi mila paayi aur Rhea ko halka sa dhakka diya.
Pranali (Ghabrahat mein, fuskusahat): "Rhea! Pagal ho gayi hai tu! Chup kar!"
Sharad bhi nervously hans pada, uske liyeh yeh pal bahut embarrassing tha, par Rhea ki masti usko samajh bhi aayi ki woh cover de rahi hai.
Sharad: "Hahaha! Rhea ji, aap toh bilkul jaasoos nikli! Hum toh bas ek private deal ki baat kar rahe the na Pranali?"
Pranali ne apna haath apne chehre par rakh diya, lekin sharam mein bhi woh halki si hanss di—tension release karne ke liye.
Rhea (Aankh maarte hue, dono ko aage dhakel kar): "Theek hai, theek hai! Enjoy enjoy! Mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai aapke private time se! Bas agli baar bata ke jaya karo ki Art Gallery mein kya kya dekhna hai!"
Sharad, Pranali ka haath pakad kar, zor se hans pada. Pranali bhi sirf muskura di—woh khushi aur sharam ke aakhri pal the.
Tino hanske aur baatein karte hue Art Gallery ki bheed mein mil gaye. Bahar ki duniya ke liye, woh sirf Art dekh rahe the, par unke andar ka raaz Art Gallery ke sabse bade raaz se bhi gehra tha.

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Art Gallery se nikalne ke baad, Sharad ne teenon ko apni sleek black car mein bithaya. Dinner ka plan Sharad ke upscale Mumbai flat mein tha. Rhea ki aankhon mein abhi bhi Art Gallery ki sophistication ki chamak thi, par Sharad ke ghar ka awa uske liye poora naya revelation tha.

Car Sharad ki posh high-rise building ke private parking mein ruki. Lift se jaise hi woh Sharad ke floor par pahunche aur darwaza khula, Rhea ki saans atak gayi.
Rhea (Ek lambhi, awaaz wali ‘Oooooh!’ ke saath): "Didi! Yeh toh Art Gallery se bhi zyada kamaal hai! Mumbai ki poori light yahan se dikhti hai! Wow!"
Flat modern minimalist design mein tha, floor-to-ceiling windows se Mumbai ka skyline chamak raha tha. Ek side par home-theatre setup tha, aur doosri taraf ek bar section tha jahan expensive bottles sajee thin.
Sharad (Amusement mein, Rhea ki taraf dekhte hue): "Pasand aaya Rhea ji? Pranali ko toh Mirzapur ki aadat hai... main soch raha tha tum log yahan adjust kar paoge ya nahi."
Rhea (Palat kar Pranali ko elbow maarte hue, fuskusahat mein): "Didi! Soham Jiju ke chote flat se toh yeh literal mahal hai! Tu sach mein rani jaisi rahegi yahan!"
Pranali (Sharmindagi se, Rhea ko daant te hue): "Rhea! Apna muh band rakh! Aur Jiju bolna band kar!"
Sharad zor se hanss pada. Usne apne haath pocket mein daal diye, aur Pranali ki taraf jhuk kar bola.
Sharad: "Pranali, tumhari choti behen ka sense of humor bahut tez hai! Aur haan, Jiju toh main hoon hi uske liye... kyunki usse pata hai ki tumhara khayal sirf main hi rakh sakta hoon."
Pranali (Flustered, saree theek karte hue): "Sharad! Tum bhi shuru ho gaye! Agar tumhe dinner banana hai toh chalo warna main ja rahi hoon!"
Rhea ne Pranali ko khincha aur sofe par baithaya.
Rhea: "Ruk jao Didi! Sharad Bhaiya ka ghar dekho toh sahi! Soham Jiju ke bank account mein itna paisaa nahi hoga jitna yahan ek single sofe ki keemat hai!"
Sharad apna hands up kar diya, halke se muskurate hue.
Sharad: "Rhea ji ka point valid hai, Pranali. Lekin yeh sab zyada zaroori nahi hai. Zaroori yeh hai ki yahan tumhe sukoon milega... aur wahi sabse badi luxury hai."
Pranali ne aankhein band ki aur ek gehri saans li. Sharad ka vaham aur uske pyaar ka andaaz use dobara apni taraf khinch raha tha.
Pranali: "Theek hai... main bahut thak gayi hoon. Mujhe tumhare haath ka khana chahiye... jismein Mirzapur ki koi bhasad na ho."
Sharad (Vachan dete hue): "Promise! Aaj sirf Mumbai ki masti aur tumhari khushi! Rhea ji, aap Didi ka khayal rakhiye, main dinner ready karta hoon."
Sharad kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Rhea ne turant Pranali ke kaano mein fuskusaya:
Rhea: "Dekha Didi? Ise kehte hain class! Woh tumhare liye khana bana raha hai! Ab toh tumhe sochna padega ki tumhara asli Jiju kaun hai—Soham Jiju ya Sharad Jiju?"
Pranali ne sirf muskura diya. Uski aankhon mein sharad ka naya roop tha... aur ek nayi ummeed thi.





Sharad, ek expert host ki tarah, living area ke bar counter se drinks le aaya. Pranali ke liye light cocktail tha, Rhea ke liye cooler, aur Sharad ke liye apni usual single malt. Soft jazz music ab flat ke mahaul ko aur zyada intimate bana raha tha.

Rhea ne apna glass uthaaya aur sharad ki taraf muskuraayi.
Rhea: "Sharad Bhaiya! Is party ke liye cheers! Bas ek request hai... Mom ko mat batana, warna Art Gallery ke baad ab High Rise ki kahani sunkar toh unhe heart attack aa jayega!"
Sharad (Zor se hanskar): "Tumhari Maa se waada hai, Rhea ji. Yeh raat hum teenon ka secret rahega! Cheers!"
Pranali hanss di, apne chehre par sharam aur khushi dono thi. Usne chupke se Rhea ke haath par pinch kiya, lekin uske lips pe bhi woh smile thi jo Sharad ko apna pyaar dikhane ke liye kaafi thi.

Jab Pranali apna drink pi rahi thi aur Rhea se Art Gallery ki baatein kar rahi thi, tabhi uske phone par Soham ka call aaya.
Pranali (Turant serious hote hue): "Woh... Soham ka call hai."
Usne call receive kiya, aur Soham ko jawab dene ke liye sofe ke edge par baith gayi. Pranali ka chehra ab ek perfect mask tha—shaant, caring, ek zimmedaar patni ka.
Pranali: "Haan Soham? Sab theek hai na? Aryan so gaya?"
Soham (Dusri taraf, casual tone mein): "Haan, sab theek hai. Bas check kar raha tha. Enjoy kar rahi ho na friends ke saath? Late mat karna."
Pranali Soham se baat kar rahi thi, uski aankhein pyaar aur guilt mein ulihi thi. Woh bilkul nahi jaan paayi ki uske saamne baitha Sharad apna phone silent mode par kar chuka tha.
Sharad ne apna phone uthaaya. Pranali uske bilkul saamne baithi thi—saree thodi slide ho chuki thi, uske blouse ka deep cut aur collarbone saaf dikh rahe the. Pranali ki aankhein soham se baat karne ki vajah se soft thi, lekin Sharad ki nazar mein woh poori tarah hot lag rahi thi.
Sharad ne ek perfect candid angle se Pranali ki do sexy tasveerein click ki—pehli uske halki smile aur deep neckline ki, aur doosri jismein uske bina jaane uska poora curve caputre ho gaya tha. Woh turant tasveerein Soham ko WhatsApp par bhej diya.


Pranali ka call Soham se khatam hua. Usne wapas dono ki taraf dekha, lekin Sharad turant apna phone check karne laga jaise kisi important message ka jawaab de raha ho.
Soham (Mirzapur mein, phone par Sharad ko): "Wah bhai! Mal toh lag rahi hai. Aaj toh Mumbai ki rani lag rahi hai! Aur woh doosri side mein teri saali (Rhea) bhi kuch kam nahi hai yaar!"
Sharad (Soham ko message karte hue, Pranali ke saamne muskurakar): "Jee bhai! Teri biwi fir se chudne aayi hai mere paas! Ab toh yeh poori raat ka sauda hai! Woh toh meri biwi bhi ban ne ko tayyar hai."
Soham (Reply mein, haste hue): "Hahaha! Bana le bhai! Waise bhi humara rishta toh dono ka hai! Ab toh Rhea bhi tujhe Jiju maan chuki hai... Toh Pranali se shadi kar le!"
Sharad (Soham ko final message, jismein Pranali ki taraf dekh kar ek smirk tha): "Usne toh mujhe apna naya Jiju maan bhi liya hai! Bhai, ab dekh... aaj raat ka khel kaisa hoga!"



Sharad ne apna phone pocket mein rakha aur Pranali ki taraf dekha. Pranali ka chehra ab halka tha, Soham se baat karne ke baad woh phir se fun mood mein thi.
Sharad: "Woh... apne pati ko tumne dekh liya na? Ab wapas aa jao... tumhari choti behen aur main wait kar rahe hain ki kab tumhara dimaag Mirzapur ki bhasad se nikle."
Pranali muskuraayi, aur Sharad ke paas aakar baith gayi. Rhea ne turant koi naya gossip shuru kar diya. Teenon ke liye, woh raat ab sirf hansi, masti, aur Mumbai ki azaadi ka ehsaas thi—woh anjaan the ki unke sar ke upar kitni badi deal aur kitna gehra dhoka chal rha tha.


Sharad ke flat ka mahaul ab tezi se badal chuka tha. Wine aur whiskey ki halki nasha sabke dimaag par thi, lekin Sharad ke tehri hui nigaahein sirf Pranali par theen.

Rhea ne music ko slow aur sensual kar diya tha, aur dono behenein room ke beech dheere-dheere dance kar rahi thin. Pranali ki off-white silk saree uske jism par ekdum chipki hui thi, har halke move ke saath uske curves aur zyada prominent ho rahe the. Uska sleeveless blouse gale ke paas deep tha, jisse uski cleavage ka saara junoon khul ke dikh raha tha.
Jab woh ghoomti, toh saree uske kamar se halki si hat jaati, jiske beech uska toned midriff aur gehra navel Munna aur Sharad dono ke liye ek visual treat tha. Pranali apni thakan bhi bhool chuki thi, aankhon mein nasha aur apne curves par poora bharosa tha.
Sharad sofe par se dekh raha tha, uska lund ab uski jeans mein poori tarah tan chuka tha (lund tan raha tha). Uske dimag mein Art Gallery ke washroom ka woh pal tha, jab usne Pranali ki chut ko french kiss kiya tha. Woh nasha aur taste abhi tak uski zubaan pe tha—uske saare khayal ab wild ho chuke the.
Rhea ne Pranali ko ghoomte hue dekha aur samajh gayi ki mahaul ab aur zyada personal ho chuka hai. Woh muskuraayi aur apni chair par wamos baith gayi, dono ko space de diya.
Pranali, dance ki thakan se choor, halki nasha mein, sidha Sharad ki taraf badhi. Uske paas aakar, apni aankhein band ki aur apne jism ka poora bojh Sharad ki baahon mein daal diya (uski bahon mae aake giri).
Pranali (Uski saans tez, fuskusahat mein): "Main... main thak gayi hoon."
Sharad ne usko dono haathon se zor se pakad liya. Pranali ka soft aur garm jism sidha uske kade hote hue lund se takraya aur Munna ke aage ka saara junoon ek pal mein jaag gaya. Pranali ka chehra laal tha, uske hoth halke se khule hue, aur aankhon mein ab aur koi guilt nahi tha—sirf Sharad ka possessive touch chahiye tha.
Sharad (Aawaaz mein raw desire): "Tum thak gayi ho... par main abhi shuru bhi nahi hua hoon."
Rhea ne apni chair ko halka sa ghuma diya, aur aankhon se dono ko space de diya. Flat ka mahaul ab sach mein private ho chuka tha.



Sharad ne Pranali ko halke se apne se alag kiya, uske honthon par ek narm, jaadui kiss chhod diya. Pranali ki aankhein band thin, uske jism par thakan aur nasha dono chhaya hua tha.

Rhea, jo sofe par baithi thi, sharad aur pranali ki nazdeekiyan dekh kar halki si giggled (hansi) uske honthon se nikal gayi.
Sharad (Rhea ki taraf dekhte hue, ankh maarte hue): "Tumhari Didi bahut thak chuki hai, Rhea ji. Mujhe usse thoda sulake aana hoga." (Uske chehre par saaf ishara tha ki sulaana sirf bahana hai.)
Rhea (Puri tarah situation samajhte hue, chair se uthkar TV ki taraf jaate hue): "Arey koi nahi, Jiju! Didi ab wapas Mirzapur jaane vali hai... toh aap bhi unke saath thoda so ke aajao! Main yahan bahar TV dekh rahi hoon... koi andar nahi aayega!"
Sharad zor se hans pada. Rhea ka yeh blunt support usko aur bhi zyada pasand aaya. Usne Pranali ki kamar pakdi aur bedroom ki taraf le jaane laga.
Pranali, Rhea ki taraf palati. Uska chehra laal tha, sharmindagi bhi thi, par Rhea ki aankhon mein apni behen ke liye jo pyaar aur manzoori thi, usko dekh kar Pranali ne sirf ek soft nod kiya (apni majboori aur chahat dono ko accept karte hue).
Pranali aur Sharad dono living room se gayab ho gaye. Rhea ne muskura kar TV on kiya, lekin uske kaano mein ab bhi didi ki hansi aur Sharad ki awaaz thi... jo dheere-dheere bedroom ki khamoshi mein kho chuki thi.



Sharad ne Pranali ko bedroom mein le jaakar bed par halke se dhakel diya. Room mein dim light thi, aur Mumbai ka skyline window se ek dhoondhla sa view de raha tha.

Pranali bed ke edge par baithi thi, uski peeth deewar se lagi hui thi (her back against the wall). Saree ka pallu Art Gallery se hi gira hua tha, aur ab woh poori tarah se ek nayi roop mein thi—sleeveless blouse mein uska deep cleavage poori tarah se exposed tha (deep cleavage view). Uske dono haath upar ki taraf the, deewar ke sahare phailaye hue (both arms in air), jisse uske underarms ki softness aur uske curves ka poora seductive look nazar aa raha tha.
Pranali ki aankhon mein ab sharam nahi thi, sirf nasha aur ek chupi hui chahat thi (seductive look). Uske hoth halke se khule the, jisse uske tez saans lene ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Sharad Pranali ke saamne aaya, uska chehra gusse ya majboori wala nahi tha, balki ek aurat ka tha jo apni hadhein tod chuki thi aur nuchaye janne ke liye tayyar thi. Usne Sharad ko apne jism ko dekhte hue dekha, aur apne andar ki har ichha ko uske saamne rakh diya.
Sharad (Awaaz mein tehraav, par aankhon mein aag): "Toh... ab tumhari thakan kahan gayi? Abhi bhi wahi Munna ki yaad aa rahi hai ya ab tumhara jism sirf mere liye hai?"
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki, aur apne honthon ko halka sa kaata—yeh consent tha, ek invitation tha. Uska jism halke se kaamp raha tha, har curve, har ubaar Sharad ko chhootne ke liye bula raha tha. Uska navel, jo saree se halka dikh raha tha, ek chumbak ki tarah Sharad ko apni taraf khinch raha tha.
Sharad ne apne kapde utare, uska mazboot shareer Pranali ke saamne ab poori tarah exposed tha. Usne Pranali ke paas aakar apne ghutne teke, aur uske saree ko uske kamar se dheere se alag karne laga.
Pranali ne apne haath upar hi rakhe hue the, ek lambhi saans li. Uske dono sthan (breasts) blouse ke andar se tezi se dhadak rahe the. Usne apni aankhon mein Sharad ko dekha aur apne sir ko halka sa peeche kiya, ek silent permission thi—jo Munna ne force kiya tha, woh ab Pranali apni marzi se karwa rahi thi.
Sharad ne apne honthon ko Pranali ki gardhan par rakha, uske kandhon se lekar collarbone tak har jagah usne apna nishan chhodna shuru kar diya. Pranali ki garam saansein aur halke moans kamre mein phail gaye... raat ab aur zyada gehri hone wali thi.









Sharad ne Pranali ki sharam ko zyada waqt nahi diya. Usne tez hathon se Pranali ke saree ko kamar se niche khiskaya, aur uske baad sleeveless blouse ko upar slide karte hue alvida keh diya.

Ab Pranali sirf designer sexy bra aur panty mein uske saamne khadi thi. Bra ke lace aur patli straps mein uske bharpoor sthan ekdum perfect lag rahe the, har curve se junoon chhalak raha tha.
Sharad ki nasti bhari aankhein Pranali ke jism par theen. Usne apne haathon se Pranali ke sthan ko bra ke upar se dheere se dabaya—uske naram aur garam jism ki tapish Sharad ko saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Pranali ki saans tez thi, uske honthon se halke moans nikal rahe the. Lekin is baar woh sirf receive karne nahi aayi thi.
Achanak, Pranali ne apne haath Sharad ke sine par rakhe, aur uske chehre par ek wild, seductive smile aayi.
Usne Sharad ko hairaan karte hue, tez kadmon se bed ki taraf badi aur apne ghutne teke. Apni panty bhi utarte hue, woh bed par doggy style ki tarah ho gayi (bed pe doggy jese pose mae). Uski peeth Sharad ki taraf thi, aur uske gol hips, phaili hui tangein, aur nangi chut seedha Sharad ko bula rahi thi.
Pranali (Uski awaaz mein raw, challenging desire): "Munna ne toh sirf khada rakha tha... ab aao, Sharad... aur dikhao ki tumhara pyaar kitna gehra hai!"
Sharad ek pal ke liye wahi jam gaya. Pranali ka yeh roop usne kabhi nahi dekha tha—wild, confident, aur poori tarah se seductive. Uska doggy pose Sharad ke saamne ek nayi aur anokhi daavat thi.
Sharad (Zor se saans lete hue, aankhon mein sirf aag thi): "Tum toh sach mein mere liye sabse badi challenge ho Pranali!"
Sharad ne apni baki kapde utare aur tez kadmon se bed ki taraf badh gaya. Raat ab uski marzi se shuru hone wali thi... uske junoon se nahi, balki Pranali ke naye roop ki chahat se!




Sharad nanga Pranali ke bilkul paas khada tha, uska poora tana lund Pranali ke chehre ke saamne jhool raha tha. Pranali ne apna pose thoda theek kiya aur apna sir upar uthaaya.

Uski aankhon mein ab sachchi bhookh thi. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa khola, aur pehla kadam uthaaya—usne dheere se apne naak se Sharad ke lund ka smell liya, ek animalistic aur garm sugandh. Sharad ki saans tez ho gayi.
Pranali ne apne hath aage badhaye, aur uska lund apni mutthi mein kas ke pakda. Sharad ki aankhon se ek garm moan nikal gayi: "Aah!"
Pranali ne ek small kiss uske lund ke tip par chhod diya, jaise kisi vachan ko pura kar rahi ho. Aur phir, bina der kiye, usne ek gehra saans li aur Sharad ka poora lund apne muh mein le liya (pura lund muhhb mae le liya).
Sharad ka pura shareer ek jhatke mein kaamp gaya. Uski aankhein band ho gayeen, aur woh apne haath Pranali ke sir par rakh chuka tha.
Pranali ab ekdam professional ki tarah uska lund chusne lagi (ganne ki tarah chusne lagi). Uski zubaan lund ke har kone ko explore kar rahi thi, kabhi tip pe focus, kabhi poora deep throat le kar jaati. Wet sucking ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi—"Slurrp... slurrp... Ahh slurp."
Sharad ka moan ab kisi ghuti hui awaaz mein nikal raha tha: "Ohh god... Pranali... uff... tum kamaal ho... mat rukna!"
Pranali har thrust pe apni aankhon se Sharad ko dekh rahi thi, aur apne mooh ke junoon se use apni taraf khinch rahi thi. Uski saansein tez thi, par uske hothon ka rhythm ekdam perfect tha... Munna ka junoon ab Sharad ke junoon se badal chuka tha!






Sharad apne lund ki har thrust mein bekraari mehsoos kar raha tha. Pranali ki skill aur uska junoon uske control ko poori tarah tod chuka tha.

Usne apna haath Pranali ke sir par rakha, apna muh uske kaano ke paas laaya aur saanson mein kaha: "Ab bas nahi rukna hai!"
Sharad ne Pranali ka muh pakda aur apne lund ko andar ki taraf zor se dhakelna shuru kar diya (muh pakda aur heavy strokes dena start kr diya). Pranali ke gale se ek ghuti hui awaaz nikli, par uski aankhon mein ab sachcha pyaar aur submission tha.
Sharad ke thrusts ab aur heavy ho gaye the—tez, jhatke waale, jo uske lund ko Pranali ke gale tak bhej rahe the. Pranali ki aankhon mein paani tha, lekin usne apne honthon ko tight rakha, uske junoon ko pura karne ke liye tayyar thi.
Sharad ka pura jism kaamp gaya. Ek lambi, garm moan ke saath, uska sara cum Pranali ke muh mein nikal gaya (sara cum pranali ke muhhb mae nikal gya). Pranali ne apne honthon ko band kiya, uske jism ki garmi ko mehsoos kiya, aur woh sara load pyaar se pi liya (pyar se pi liya), jaisa ki koi naya pyaar ka ehsaan ho.
Sharad thak kar uske saamne jhuk gaya, saansein tez thi. Pranali ne apna muh halka sa saaf kiya aur Sharad ke honthon par apne honth rakh diye—ek gehra, vishesh chumban, jo ab unke naye rishte ka sanket tha!

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Sharad thakaan se choor tha, Pranali ne apne honthon se use sara shukriya de diya tha. Uska chehra chamak raha tha, honthon par ek madhosh muskaan thi, aur muh par ab bhi us garm load ka ehsaas tha.

Pranali ne apna haath aage badhaya, aur Sharad ke lund ko dheere se sahlaana shuru kiya. Uske komal sparsh se Sharad ki ragon mein nayi bijli daud gayi. Jo lund abhi thak chuka tha, woh pal bhar mein dobara tan kar koyle ki tarah garam ho gaya. Sharad ki aankhon mein nayi bhookh uthi, usne apni gardhan peeche ki aur garm saans chhodi.
Pranali halke se khadi hui, uska jism ab poori tarah se sharad ke liye samarpit tha. Usne apne haathon ko Sharad ke seene par rakha aur dheere se uska mota aur kasa hua lund apni geeli chut ke dwaare par set kiya. Ek lambi saans li, aur phir ek jhatke mein uske upar baith gayi (lund pe baith gyii).





Sharad ka mota lund Pranali ki kasmasati chut mein jab poori tarah se ghus gaya toh, Pranali ke honthon se ek bhayankar karāh (heavy moan) nikli: "Oohhh Sharad! Aaaahhh!"

Uski teez aawaz kamre ki deewaron se takraakar goonj utthi (aavaj bahar tak chli gyii). Sharad ne uske gol aur bharpoor boobs ko zor se dabaya, jinke beech uska mangalsutra chamk raha tha.
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki aur apne hathon ko Sharad ke kandhon par rakha. Usne dheere-dheere hichkole lena shuru kiya (dhire dhire ride krma start kiya), ek naram aur madhosh rhythm mein. Sharad ka pura lund uski chut ke aadhaar (base) tak ja raha tha (pura lund uske chut ke base tak ja rha tha).
Pranali (Uski siskariyan ab junoon mein badal gayin): "Aah... itna gehra hai... uff... mujhe yeh chahiye... haan... bas aise..."
Jald hi, dono ki aag aur badh gayi. Pranali apni chut mein us mote lund ke ehsaas se bekaboo ho gayi. Usne tez raftaar pakdi aur zor-shor se upar-niche hone lagi (jor jor se upar niche kr rhi thi).
Thap-Thap aur Wet-slap ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi, jaise do garam jism tezise ek doosre se takra rahe hon. Pranali ke boobs hawa mein zor se jhool rahe the (boobs hava mae zul rhe the), uske nangi chaati par Sharad ki saanson ki tapish thi.
Pranali (Karāh ke saath, uske honth khule hue): "Oh God... Sharad... aur tez... mujhe poora bhar do... main toh full heaven pe hoon (vo full heavn pe thi)... bas mat rukna... mat rukna!"
Sharad ne apni aankhein band ki, apni kamar ko upar ki taraf dhakelte hue Pranali ke har jhatke ko pura saath diya. Pranali ka rhythm ab wild tha, uske honthon se sirf nayi azaadi aur us junoon ka nasha chhalak raha tha jo Sharad ki baahon mein use mila tha. Unka milan ab unhe climax ki taraf tez raftaar se le ja raha tha.




Sharad ne ab Pranali ko bed par thoda aur neeche khiskaaya, uske honthon par ek animalistic smile thi. Usne Pranali ko uski chaaron taraf ke bal par aane ka ishara kiya. Pranali ab sharad ki har ichha samajh chuki thi. Usne apne nange jism ko bed par jhukaya, apne boobs ko bedsheet par chipka diya aur apni gol chut ko upar ki taraf uthaya jaishe koi vishesh expert ho.

Sharad ne Pranali ki is wild seduction ko dekha aur apne jism ko uske peeche set kiya. Uska tana hua mota lund Pranali ki geeli chut ke lips par ragda gaya. Pranali ki chut ab itni gili aur bekraar thi ki sharad ka lund bina kisi rukawat ke ek jhatke mein andar chala gaya jo gili chut mae fat se chala gya.
Pranali ke honthon se ek tez, dabi hui siskari nikli "Aaaahhh! Sharad!" Uska jism ek jhatke mein kaamp gaya, lekin turant usne apni aankhein band ki aur us gehre pravesh ka anand lena shuru kiya.
Sharad ne Pranali ke baal apni mutthi mein kas ke pakad liye aur use ghodi jese pose mein rakha. Uska pehla dhakka tez tha, jisne Pranali ko aage ki taraf dhakel diya.
Sharad ab us junoon mein kho chuka tha aur uski chut ko ch o dne laga. Uske harn stroke mein raw power thi, jo Pranali ki chut ki deewaron ko zor se ragad raha tha.
Pranali ke honthon se ab silsilewar moaning sound nikal rahi thi: "Oh God... Munna... nahi Sharad... aur tez... mujhe tod do... uff!" Uska jism bed par aage-peeche ho raha tha, uske boobs bedsheet par dab chuke the aur uski chut se wet thap-thap ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Sharad ne Pranali ke baal zor se kheenche, uske kaan mein gusse aur hawas ke mix mein kaha: "Tu meri hai, Pranali! Sirf meri! Aaj tujhe sabse bada nasha chadhana hai!"
Pranali apne honthon se bas sisak rahi thi, uski aankhon mein nasha tha, woh apni aakhri hadh par thi, uske haath bedsheet ko zor se pakde hue the. Sharad uske jism ko apne jhatkon se poori tarah bekaboo kar chuka tha.



Sharad ke dhakke ab kisi toofaan se kam nahi the. Pranali doggy style mein jhuki hui thi, sharad use apne neeche dabaakar raw aur tez raftaar se ch o d raha tha, jaise koi shikari apne shikaar ko apni poori taaqat se masal de.

Thap thap thap ka avaj chudai ka poore kamre mein goonj raha tha, us awaaz mein Sharad ki bhookh aur Pranali ki bekraari thi.
Pranali ki moaning ab zor jor se thi, uski awaaz mein koi sharam nahi bachi thi, sirf us mote lund ki chahat thi jo uske andar har hadh tod raha tha. Woh apni kamar ko tez jhatkon ke saath Sharad ke dhakkon par aur aage badha rahi thi.
Pranali ab apni masti mein thi, uske honthon se siskiyon ke saath Munna ka naam bhool chuka tha, ab sirf Sharad ka domination tha jo use apne param anand ki taraf le ja raha tha.
Sharad ne Pranali ke baal apni mutthi mein kas ke pakde, aur uske kaano mein gusse aur junoon ke mix mein kaha: "Le le Pranali! Tera har guilt, teri har chahat aaj mere lund se bahar nikal jayegi!"
Pranali ka shareer ab control ke bahar tha, uski aankhon mein paani tha, par woh tez awaaz mein karāh rahi thi: "Aahhh Sharad... aur tez... mujhe bhar do... main toot rahi hoon... nahi rukna!"
Sharad ne aakhri dhakke zor shor se diye, uske lund ka poora hissa Pranali ki chut ki deewaron ko zor se ragad raha tha. Pranali ki saansen kat gayeen, aur usne ek lambi, tez moan ke saath apna pani chhor diya (apna pani chbor diya). Uska jism ek jhatke mein sakht hua aur phir dheere se shaant ho gaya.
Sharad ne Pranali ko apne jism ke neeche hi rok kar, apne junoon ko uske andar garm load ki tarah discharge kiya. Kamre mein ab sirf dono ki tez saansein aur unke chup ho chuke junoon ka ehsaas baaki tha.










Pranali kuch pal tak Sharad ke neeche doggy position mein hi padi rahi, dono ki tez saansein room mein goonj rahi thin. Sharad dheere se apne lund ko Pranali ki chut se bahar nikala.

Jab Pranali halki si hili aur apne chaaron bal se sidhi hui, toh Sharad ka sara load uske chut se bahar nikal raha tha, uske jism par ek chipchipi aur garm nishaani chhod gaya tha.
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki, uske chehre par sharam nahi, balki poori tarah ki thakaan aur raw satisfaction thi.
Sharad ne turant Pranali ki kamar pakdi aur usse bed par apni goud mein aane ka ishara kiya. Pranali, poori tarah se exgaut hokar Sharad ki goad mae aake gir gayi.
Uska nanga jism Sharad ke nange jism se chipak gaya. Pranali ne apna sir Sharad ke kandhe par rakh diya, aur halke-halke tez saans le rhi thi, jaise kisi lambi daud ke baad sukoon mil gaya ho.
Sharad ne apni strong baahon se Pranali ko zor se pakda, uske bikhre hue baalon ko sehlaaya, aur uske garm honthon par ek pyaar bhara kiss chhod diya. Uska yeh soft touch us wild act ke baad Pranali ko ek nayi tarah ka sukoon de gaya tha—safai, pyaar, aur us junoon ka ehsaas jo ab khatam ho chuka tha.



Sharad aur Pranali ne thakan aur chahat se choor hone ke baad, jaldi mein kapde pehne. Pranali ki off-white saree kisi tarah lapeti hui thi, pallu halki sa sarak raha tha, aur blouse ke hooks bhi dhyan se band nahi hue the. Uske baal poori tarah se bikhre hue the, aur uski aankhon mein neend nahi, balki madhoshi ki halki si laali thi. Dono apni thakaan chupane ki nakaam koshish kar rahe the.

Jab woh dono living room mein wapas aaye, Rhea apni chair par baithi thi, TV par music channel chalu tha, lekin uske chehre par ek vishesh muskaan thi—woh hansi jo sab jaanti hai.




Rhea (Dono ko dekhte hue, zor se muskurakar): "Arey wah! Aagaye love birds! Dono toh aise lag rahe ho jaise ab Art Gallery nahi, seedha Jungle ki Safari se wapas aaye ho!"

Pranali aur Sharad dono ek doosre ko dekhkar buritarah sharma gye. Unki saree aur bikhre baal Rhea ki baat ki gawahi de rahe the.
Rhea utthi, Pranali ke paas aayi, aur apni aankhon mein aakhri masti bhar kar boli:
Rhea (Dheere, par tez awaaz mein): "Wah Sharad Jiju! Soham Jiju ne bhi Didi ki itni cheekhein nahi nikali jitni aapne nikali hae! Mujhe toh headphone lagake bhi aawaz aa rahi thi... kya kamaal karte ho yaaar!"
Pranali (Sharam se lal hote hue, Rhea ko halka sa daant ti): "Rhea! Pagal ho gayi hai tu! Chup ho ja bilkul!"
Lekin Pranali ki yeh daant sirf honthon par thi. Andar hi andar, Sharad ki tareef sunkar usse ek ajeeb sa garv aur hansi aa gayi. Rhea aur Sharad dono ko hansste dekhkar, Pranali bhi apni hansi nahi rok paayi aur woh bhi hanss di (she laugjing then), uske jism ki saari thakaan ab us hansi mein ghul gayi thi.
Sharad hansi mein hi bola: "Rhea ji, aap toh humari secret witness nikli! Lekin chalo, ab der ho gayi hai."
Sharad neeche aaya, un dono ko car mein bithaya, aur Pranali ki taraf muskurakar dekha. Pranali ki aankhon mein ab koi guilt nahi tha, sirf us raat ki madhoshi aur Sharad ke saath ka nasha tha. Car unhe ghar ki taraf le ja rahi thi, aur Rhea ab bhi peeche se halke halke jokes kar rahi thi, jaise unki raat ki kahani ka pehla official review de rahi ho!





Pranali aur Rhea jaise hi apartment ki aur jaane lagi, Sharad ne apni car ke windows upar kiye. Uske chehre par vijay aur us raat ka nasha tha. Usne turant Soham ko call kiya. Ring baji aur Soham ne call uthaya.

Sharad (Awaaz mein garmi aur ghamand): "Bhai! Majaa aaya? Kaisi lagi meri performance? Teri biwi ki toh chut se baar baar paani nikal diya!"
Soham Mirzapur ki ek private, andhere kamre mein baitha tha. Saamne ek badi TV screen par Pranali aur Sharad ki chudai ki live streaming chal rahi thi. Pranali ki cheekhein abhi bhi goonj rahi thin. Soham ki godh mein Shubha Kubal, Pranali ki best friend, jhuki hui thi.
Shubha ke honth Soham ke tane hue lund par lipte the. Uski saansen tez thin, aur woh slurp slurp karte hue lund chus rhi thi. Soham ki nigaahein TV screen par thi, jahan uska dost uski biwi ko chod raha tha, aur uske neeche uski biwi uske lund ko pyaar de rahi thi.




Soham (TV par dekhte hue, ek kadvi hansi ke saath): "Not bad Sharad. Kafi tagdi choda tune. Itna toh maine bhi nahi kiya kabhi Pranali ke saath."

Soham ne Shubha ke baal halke se kheenche, aur uska lund zor se muh mein dabaya. Shubha ne bhi apni aankhein band ki, aur uske lund ko aur tez chusa slurp slurp krte hue.
Soham (Phone par, awaz mein shokhi): "Par Munna se thoda kam reh gaya tu!"
Sharad (Gusse mein, uska ego hurt hua): "Acha Munna se kam? Ruk jaa agli baar aise ragdunga ki chut se khoon nikal aaye! Teri biwi ko bhi sach pata chal jaaye ki asli mard kaun hai!"
Soham zor se hans pada. Uski hansi mein dhoka, hawas, aur paisa tha. Soham ne Shubha ko bhi zor se seene se pakda, jo aankhon mein aansu liye uska lund chus rhi thi.
Soham: "Hahaha! Good Sharad! Ab main apna plan shuru karta hoon."
Dono apni-apni jagah par betrayal aur junoon mein doobe the, Soham ki nigaahein TV par thi, Shubha uska lund chus rhi thi, aur Sharad apni gaadi mein Pranali ki wapsi ka plan bana raha tha.

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Super hot update and awesome story

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After a short break, I’m finally getting back to the story. The new update of Mirzapur Season 2 will begin from tomorrow, so stay tuned for what’s coming next.

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Mumbai ka Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus (CST) hamesha ki tarah bheed aur shor se bhara hua tha. Platform par announcements ki tezz awaazein, chai-samosa bechne walon ki pukaar, aur logon ki bheed ke beech Pranali khadi thi. Usne ek simple par elegant cream aur golden border wali cotton saree pehni thi. Saree seedhi-saadhi zaroor thi, par uski bhari hui chhaati aur patli, sharp kamar ke curves ko puri tarah chupa nahi pa rahi thi.
Uski maa ne aage badhkar uske pallu ko kandhe par theek se pin kiya, unki aankhon mein halke aansu the. "Beta, sambhal ke jaana. Akele safar kar rahi hai, aur Aarav bhi chhota hai. Mirzapur aisi jagah nahi hai... bas dhyaan rakhna aur pahunchte hi Soham ko call karna," maa ne uske haath ko halke se dabate hue kaha.
Pranali ki ungli pakde, chhota sa Aarav khada tha. Naye neele rang ke kurta-pajama mein wo bilkul ek chhota farishta lag raha tha. Apne nanhe kadmo se wo idhar-udhar bheed ko hairani se dekh raha tha aur train ke bade dabbe ko dekh kar khush ho raha tha. "Mummy, chhuk-chhuk gaadi!" usne apni totli aawaz mein kaha, jisse wahan khade sabhi ke chehron par muskaan aa gayi.
Pranali ne niche jhuk kar use god mein utha liya. Bacche ke jism se aane wali us mithi baby-powder ki khushbu ne Pranali ki aatma ko thandak di. "Haan mera bacha, hum chhuk-chhuk gaadi mein baith kar papa ke paas jayenge," usne uske maathe ko choomte hue kaha.
Soham wahan nahi tha. Munna Tripathi ki chalbazi ki wajah se Soham ko jo naya "promotion" aur traveling profile mila tha, uske chalte wo apne field tour par hi phasa hua tha aur seedhe Mirzapur mein hi milne wala tha. Isi wajah se Pranali ko akele Aarav ke saath wapas lautna pad raha tha.
Tabhi Rhea, uski chhoti aur nakhreli behen, aage aayi aur uske gale lag gayi. "Di, Mumbai mein is baar jo maza aaya na! Ab Mirzapur wapas jaake wahi boring housewife mat ban jaana," usne aankh maarte hue dhimi aawaz mein sirf Pranali ke kaan mein fusfusaya, "Aur haan... jo bhi tension hai Mirzapur mein, handle kar lena. Main hoon na... aur Sharad jiju ki memories ko zinda rakhna."
Pranali ka chehra sharam aur ek ajeeb si garmi se tamtama gaya. Usne aas-paas dekha ki maa-papa ne toh nahi suna, fir jaldi se Rhea ki peeth par halke se mara. "Pagal ladki, chup kar. Dimaag kharab ho gaya hai tera," usne dheere se danta, par uski saansein achanak bhari ho gayi thi.
Train ka lamba hooter baja. Pranali ne aakhri baar apne maa-papa ke pair chuye, unhe gale lagaya aur Aarav ko god mein liye AC compartment mein chadh gayi. Window seat par baith kar usne bahar dekha. Aarav ne khidki se apne chote-chote haath hilaye, "Bye-bye Nani! Bye-bye Dadu!" jab tak train ne speed nahi pakad li aur platform peeche nahi chhoot gaya.
Train ke AC compartment ki thandi hawa ke baawajood, Pranali ke jism mein ek ajeeb si bechaini wali garmi daud rahi thi. Kuch der baad, bahar ke nazaare dekhte-dekhte Aarav thak gaya aur Pranali ki god mein sarr rakh kar gehri neend mein so gaya. Pranali ne halke haathon se uske baalon mein ungliyan pheri. Apne masoom bete ko sota dekh kar uske andar ka guilt ek baar fir kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah phatne laga.
Wo akeli us khaufnaak aur hawas bhare shahar, Mirzapur, wapas jaa rahi thi. Train ki rhythmic thak-thak aawaz ke sath uska dimaag pichle kuch mahinon ki dark memories mein doob gaya. Kahan wo ek seedhi-saadhi, sanskaari patni aur maa thi, aur kahan is Mirzapur ne use kya bana diya tha.
Usne apne sote hue bete ko dekha... iski jaan bachane ke liye hi toh usne sabse pehle Munna Tripathi ke aage ghutne teke the. Us raat, Munna ne maseeha bankar khoon bahaya tha, par badle mein Pranali ki rooh aur jism ka sauda kar liya tha. Pranali ne ankhein band ki, aur us terrace wali raat ka scene uske dimaag mein film ki tarah chalne laga. Soham andar bedroom mein bekhabar so raha tha, aur bahar andhere mein, Munna ke sakht haathon ne uska deep red blouse khol diya tha. Munna ke garam, hawas bhare hothon ne jab uske bhare hue boobs ko choosa tha, aur is masoom Aarav ke hisse ka doodh piya tha... wo ehsaas yaad aate hi train ki seat par baithi Pranali ki saansein bhari ho gayi aur uski jaanghon ke beech, saree ke andar ek mithi si aag jal uthi. Usne chahte hue bhi khud ko us raat roka nahi tha. Hospital ka wo scene, jahan usne ghutno par baith kar Munna ka lund apne muh mein liya tha... aur uske baad wo darindgi bhari wild chudai... sab yaad aakar uski panty dheere-dheere gili hone lagi.
Aur fir Mumbai... jahan usne socha tha ki wo is hawas aur darr se door bhag jayegi, wahan Sharad Shukla ne uski life mein entry li. Sharad ka pyar aur uski mardangi Munna se bilkul alag thi, par usne bhi Pranali ke andar ki bhookh ko ek naye level par jaga diya tha. Mumbai ke us flat mein, bed par nangi hokar Sharad ke upar ride karna, uske hothon ko bebaaki se choomna... aur wo pagalpan wali video call, jahan Munna screen par dekh raha tha aur Pranali bed par kisi aur se chud rahi thi. Usne ek hi waqt mein do-do taakatwar mardon ko apne jism ka deewana bana diya tha.
"Main kya ban gayi hoon? Ek randi? Ek slut jo apne pati ki peeth peeche yeh sab kar rahi hai?" Pranali ne khud se pucha. Guilt uski chhati par pathar ki tarah baith gaya, par sach toh yeh tha ki is danger, is hawas bhare dominance mein use ek ajeeb sa nasha aane laga tha.
Ghante beet gaye. Bahar ka nazara hariyali se badal kar sookhi aur dhool bhari zameen mein tabdil hone laga. Mirzapur kareeb aa raha tha. Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, apni god mein sote hue Aarav ko thoda theek se lityaa, apni saree ki pleats set ki aur khud se pakka waada kiya, "Nahi. Ab bas. Yeh sab mujhe khatam karna hoga. Aarav ke liye aur Soham ke liye. Main wapas normal life jeeyungi."
Train ki speed dheemi hone lagi. Station aane hi wala tha. Usne apna handbag uthaya.
Bzzzz. Bzzzz.
Uski side mein rakhe phone ki screen achanak light up hui. Ek WhatsApp message. Number save nahi tha, par DP dekhne ki zaroorat nahi thi. Pranali ki dhadkan ruk si gayi. Sote hue Aarav ko disturb kiye bina, usne kaampte hue haathon se phone uthaya aur message open kiya.
Munna Tripathi: "Welcome back, meri malika. Mirzapur ki hawa tujhe bohot miss kar rahi thi. Station ke VIP gate par black Scorpio mein wait kar raha hoon. Mujhe pata hai tera chutiya pati Soham abhi tour pe hai aur tu sirf bache ke sath akele aayi hai... Gadi mein baithne se pehle washroom jaakar apni panty utaar kar bag mein rakh lena. Teri wo mehak aur tera paseena mujhe turant chakhna hai. Late mat karna, warna platform pe hi tera pallu khich lunga."
Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Uska poora jism darr aur ek bhayankar, control na hone wali hawasi garmi se kaanp utha.
Use kaise pata meri train ka exact time? Use kaise pata Soham mere lene nahi aa raha? Uski saansein atak gayi. Aur in sabke beech, use yaad aaya ki Kaleen Bhaiya (Munna ke baap) ki khufiya nazrein bhi us par thi. Ek bhola-bhali maa apne bache ko god mein liye wapas us narak mein utar rahi thi... jahan poora Mirzapur uske jism ka bhookha bhediya ban chuka tha.
Train station par ruki. Pranali wahi seat par jami rahi, uski saansein tej chal rahi thi, aur uski saree ke andar uski yoni (pussy) zor se dhadak rahi thi, us aane wale toofan ke intezaar mein jo ab use poori tarah tabah—ya uske andar ki sachai ko azaad—karne wala tha.






Mirzapur station par train ek lambi aur thaki hui 'hiss' ki aawaz ke saath ruki. Pranali khadi hui, apni cream saree ke pallu ko ek aakhri baar sambhala. Uska dil platform ke announcements se bhi zyada tezz dhadak raha tha. Window seat ke sheeshe mein usne apna aks (reflection) dekha—safar ki wajah se baal thode bikhre hue, aankhon ka kajal halka smudged, par chehre par wahi masoomiyat thi jo ab kai kaale raazon ko chhupaye hue thi.
Usne so rahe Aarav ko uthaya, "Chalo beta, hum pahunch gaye." Aarav ne apni neend bhari aankhein mali aur Pranali ki god mein sarr rakh diya. Pranali jaise hi platform par utri, Mirzapur ki wo garam aur dhool bhari hawa usse kisi purani yaad ki tarah takrayi.
Aur wahan wo khada tha.
Exit gate ke thoda aage, ek chamchamati kaali SUV se teka lagaye Munna Tripathi khada tha. Kaali shirt ke upar ke do button khule hue, rolled-up sleeves, aur aankhon par kaala chashma. Uske hothon par wahi jaanleva smirk thi. Uske saath do gundey khade the—ek phone par baat kar raha tha aur dusra bheed par nazar rakhe tha.
Pranali ek pal ke liye thithak gayi. Usne Munna ko exact time nahi bataya tha, phir bhi wo wahan tha. Uske darr ke beech ek mithi si muskurahat uske hothon par tair gayi. Usne kitna bhi inkaar kiya ho, par Munna ko wahan dekh kar—utna hi khatarnak aur dominant—uske pet ke nichle hisse mein ek ajeeb si hulchul hui.
Munna ne jaise hi use dekha, wo gadi se hatt kar aage badha. Uska smirk ab aur bhi gehra aur hawas bhara ho gaya tha. Munna ke ek aadmi ne turant aage badhkar Pranali ke haath se luggage aur handbag le liya.
"Welcome back, meri malika," Munna ne dhimi aur chhedne wali aawaz mein kaha. Wo itne kareeb aa gaya ki uske cologne ki khushbu station ki dhool mein ghul gayi. "Kitne din laga diye... socha tha train se utarte hi tujhe kacha chaba jaunga."
Pranali ke gaal sharam se tamtama gaye. Usne neeche dekha, phir thoda sambhal kar boli, "Munna ji... aap yahan kaise? Maine toh bataya bhi nahi tha."
"Arre, tujhe lagta hai is shahar mein tera mard (Munna) nahi jaanega ki uski rani kab aa rahi hai?" Wo halke se hasa. Uski nigahein Pranali ke hothon par ruki, phir neeche utar kar uski saree mein lipti curves ko dekhne lagi jo safar ki wajah se aur bhi ubhar kar dikh rahi thi. "Miss kiya tujhe. Bohot zyada."
Pranali ne thook nigla. "Maine bhi..." Uske muh se ye nikal hi gaya. "I mean... safe feel ho raha hai aapko dekh kar."
Munna ki nigahein gehri ho gayi. Wo kisi aise mard ki tarah lag raha tha jo sadiyon se bhookha ho—aroused, restless, aur taiyaar. Usne kadam aur badhaya, itna kareeb ki Pranali uski saanson ki garmi mehsoos kar sakti thi.
"Aaj raat ko... wo sab recover karna hai jo tune Mumbai mein khoya hai. Pura hisaab lunga."
Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Usne aas-paas dekha—log hi log the, par koi dhyan nahi de raha tha. Phir bhi, uska pulse race kar raha tha. "Munna ji... station hai, bacha hai saath mein..."
Munna hassa. "Chal, gadi mein baith." Usne apne aadmi ko ishara kiya, "Samaan rakho."
Wo SUV ke paas pahunche. Munna ne khud front passenger door khola. "Aarav ko peeche bitha de Banwari ke saath, wo sambhal lega. Tu aage mere paas baith."
Pranali thoda hichkichayi. Usne Aarav ko peeche ki seat par seatbelt ke saath set kiya aur Banwari (Munna ka khaas aadmi) ko samjhaya ki wo dhyan rakhe. Phir wo aage aakar Munna ke bagal wali seat par baith gayi.
Gadi start hui. Munna ne ek haath steering par rakha aur dusra haath aram se Pranali ki seat ke peeche headrest par faila diya. Uski ungliyan Pranali ke nange kandhe ko halka sa chhoo rahi thi—sirf ek touch, par Pranali ke jism mein bijli daud gayi.




Munna ne side se usse dekha aur dhire se pucha, "Jo message bheja tha... kiya?"

Pranali ne khidki se bahar dekha, uska chehra surkh laal ho gaya. Usne dhire se sarr hilaya. "Haan... washroom gayi thi station par."
Munna ke chehre par ek shaitani sukoon aaya. "Matlab bag mein hai? Sham ko check karunga." Usne apni ungliyan Pranali ke kandhe par gol-gol ghumani shuru ki. "Relax kar... abhi toh sirf shuruaat hai Mirzapur mein teri wapsi ki."
Pranali ne saamne dekha. Mirzapur ki dusty sadkein, honking autos, aur wo purani bhayanak khushbu use gherne lagi thi. Uska dimaag ghum raha tha—ek taraf Soham ka ghar tha jahan use ek 'sanskaari' biwi banna tha, aur dusri taraf Munna ka ye hath... jo use bataye bina hi us par haq jata raha tha.
SUV ghar ki taraf nahi, balki ek sunsaan raste ki taraf mud gayi.
"Ye rasta... ghar ka nahi hai Munna ji," Pranali ne darr aur excitement ke beech pucha.
Munna ne steering ghumaate hue smirk kiya, "Ghar jayegi, par pehle Malika ka swagat thoda 'special' hona chahiye na? Soham tour par hai, Aarav peeche so raha hai... aur humare paas pura ghanta hai."
Pranali ne apne haath kas kar pakad liye. Wo badal chuki thi, aur Munna ye baat bohot acche se jaanta tha.

The SUV Mirzapur ki sunsaan sadkon par tezzi se daud rahi thi. Gadi ke andar AC ki thandak toh thi, par mahaul kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah garam ho chuka tha. Munna ne steering se ek haath hataya aur Pranali ki taraf dekha, uski nigahein kisi shikari ki tarah thi.

"Bag de," Munna ne hukkam diya.
Pranali ne kaampte hue haathon se apna handbag uski taraf badha diya. Munna ne bag khola aur usme haath daalkar wahi khoja jo usne maanga tha. Kuch hi second mein, uske sakht haathon mein Pranali ki wo silk ki panty thi jo usne train ke washroom mein utari thi. Munna ne use apne naak ke paas laya aur gehri saans li, uski aankhein band ho gayi. Pranali ki jism ki mithi mehak, paseena aur uski hawas ka nishaan Munna ke dimaag par chadh gaya.
"Mumma... Mumma... dekho!" peeche se Aarav ki masoom aawaz aayi. Wo khidki se bahar kisi jaanwar ko dekh kar khush ho raha tha.
Pranali ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga. Ek taraf uska masoom beta tha jo use pukaar raha tha, aur dusri taraf Munna tha jo uske saamne uska sabse bada gunah (panty) soongh raha tha.
"Haan beta... Mummy dekh rahi hai," Pranali ne palat kar Aarav ko dekha aur ek jhooti muskurahat di, par uske jism mein thartharahat thi.
Munna ne panty side mein rakhi aur steering sambhalte hue peeche mudkar Aarav ki taraf dekha. "Kya dekh raha hai mere sher? Mirzapur pasand aa raha hai?" Munna ne bade dular se pucha, jaise wo koi family friend ho. Par uska dusra haath ab Pranali ki nangi jaangh par tha, jo saree ke sarakne se thodi dikh rahi thi.
"Haan Munna uncle! Badi gadi!" Aarav khushi se bola aur dobara khidki se bahar dekhne laga.
Munna ki ungliyan ab Pranali ki komal twacha par रेंग (crawling) rahi thi. Usne dhire se Pranali ki saree ko upar uthana shuru kiya.
"Munna ji... please, mat kijiye. Bacha peeche hai... gadi mein aadmi hai... koi dekh lega," Pranali ne dhire se uska haath pakadne ki koshish ki, uski aawaz mein darr aur ek ajeeb si chahat dono thi.
Munna ne koi parwah nahi ki. "Toh dekhne de. Mirzapur mein Munna jo karta hai, wo kanoon hota hai. Aur tu toh meri malika hai na?" Usne jhatke se saree ko ghutno se kaafi upar kar diya.
Pranali ne apni jaanghein kasne ki koshish ki, par Munna ka haath itna taakatwar tha ki wo use rok nahi paayi. Usne saree ko aur upar khinch diya, jab tak ki Pranali ka poora nichla hissa nanga nahi ho gaya. Pranali ne sharam se aankhein band kar li. Uska jism bilkul saaf tha, wahan koi baal nahi the—ek dum shaved aur chamakdar skin. Mumbai mein usne Sharad ke liye khud ko groom kiya tha, par ab uska phal Munna chakne wala tha.
Munna ki ungliyan ab Pranali ki gili yoni (pussy) ke upar pahunch gayi. Jaise hi usne apna angootha uske clit par rakha, Pranali ke muh se ek siski nikal gayi.
"Ahhhhh... Munna ji..."
"Chup," Munna ne gurrate hue kaha, par uski nigahein raste par thi. Uski ungliyan ab tezzi se uske clit ko masalne lagi. Pranali ki pussy itni gili thi ki Munna ki ungliyan wahan fisal rahi thi.



Bohot zyada gili ho rahi hai... lagta hai train mein sirf mujhe hi yaad nahi kiya tune," Munna ne chhedte hue kaha. Use bilkul bhi andaza nahi tha ki Pranali ki ye gila-pan aur uska ye 'shaved' look Mumbai mein Sharad Shukla ke saath bitayi gayi raaton ki den thi. Munna ko lag raha tha ki ye sab uske darr aur uske dominance ki wajah se hai.

Pranali ne apna sarr seat ke peeche tikka diya, uski saansein ukhadne lagi. Peeche Aarav apni dhun mein khel raha tha, aur aage uska "shaitaan" lover use poori tarah tabah kar raha tha. Munna ne ek ungli dheere se uske andar daal di.
"Oh god... Munna..." Pranali ne apne hoth kaat liye taaki wo cheekh na pade. Use is khatre mein ek alag hi nasha aa raha tha. Wo ek maa thi, ek patni thi, par is waqt wo sirf Munna Tripathi ki ek hawasi rani thi, jo apne bete ki maujoodgi mein nangi hokar chudne ke liye tadap rahi thi.
Munna ne gadi ki speed aur tezz kar di, ek haath se steering aur dusre haath se Pranali ki pussy se khelte hue. Usne thoda aur jhuk kar uske kaan mein phusphusaya, "Ghar drop karne se pehle, mujhe is gadi mein tera thoda aur ras (cum) chahiye. Soham ko toh sookhi biwi milegi aaj."
Pranali bas haanp rahi thi, uska jism jhatke le raha tha. Mirzapur mein uska asli swagat ab shuru hua tha.

Kaali SUV Mirzapur ki sadkon par kisi kaale saaye ki tarah daud rahi thi. Gadi ke andar AC full par tha, par Pranali ka jism paseene se tar-ba-tar ho raha tha. Munna ka ek haath steering par tha aur dusra haath Pranali ki reshmi saree ke andar, uski nangi aur gili jaanghon ke beech kisi shaitaan ki tarah khel raha tha.

Munna ki ungliyan bohot be-reham thi. Wo Pranali ke clit ko apne angoothe se buri tarah masal raha tha, aur ek ungli uske andar baar-baar andar-bahar ho rahi thi.
"Ahhh... uuhhh... Munna ji... bas..." Pranali ke hothon se dabi dabi siskiyan nikal rahi thi. Uska jism seat par machal raha tha. Har baar jab Munna ki ungli gehraayi mein jaati, Pranali ki kamar upar ko uth jati.
"Kya bas? Abhi toh shuruaat hai malika. Mumbai mein bohot araam kar liya tune, ab yahan mehnat karni padegi," Munna ne bina raste se nazar hataye kaha. Uska chehra bilkul shaant tha, par uski ungliyon ki raftar badhti ja rahi thi.
Pranali ne halke se apni nazar upar uthayi aur front mirror (rear-view mirror) mein dekha. Uska kaleja mu ko aa gaya. Peeche baitha Banwari use hi dekh raha tha. Banwari ki hawasi nigahein Pranali ki sarakti hui saree aur uski nangi jaanghon par jami thi. Pranali ne dekha ki Banwari ne ek haath apni pant ke upar rakha hua tha aur apne lund ko adjust kar raha tha, uski aankhon mein besharmi saaf dikh rahi thi.
Pranali ne sharam ke maare turant apni nazrein neeche kar li. Use ehsaas hua ki wo kitni gir chuki hai—uska beta peeche hai, pati tour par hai, aur wo ek gundey ke saamne nangi hokar uske maalik se ungli karwa rahi hai.
"Mumma! Wo dekho... bada wala truck!" Aarav ne peeche se chilla kar kaha.
Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Usne koshish ki ki uski aawaz normal lage, par Munna ne thik usi waqt apni do ungliyan uske andar jhatke se daal di thi.
"H-haan... beta... M-mummy dekh rahi hai... b-bohot bada truck hai na?" Pranali ki aawaz kaanp rahi thi, har shabd ke saath ek siski nikalne ko betab thi. Uska jism thar-thar kaanp raha tha kyunki Munna ab uske andar ki deewaron ko khured raha tha.
"Mummy... aap aise kyun bol rahe ho? Aapko thand lag rahi hai?" Aarav ne masoomiyat se pucha.
Munna hassa, ek halki shaitani hansi. Usne Pranali ki jaangh par ek zor se chutki kaati. "Nahi beta, Mummy ko thand nahi, garmi lag rahi hai. Hai na Pranali?"
Pranali ne apne hoth itni zor se kaate ki shayad khoon nikal aata. "M-munna ji... please..." wo gidgidayi.
Par Munna ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne gadi ki speed aur badha di. Usne apni teesri ungli bhi Pranali ki gili yoni mein ghusa di. Ye Munna ki 'big finger' ka jhatka tha. Pranali ki aankhein phat gayi, uska dimaag sunn ho gaya. Wo "big finger" uske andar itni gehraayi tak gayi ki Pranali ko laga uska dum nikal jayega.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Pranali ne seat ke handle ko kas ke pakad liya. Uska jism ek jhatke ke saath akad gaya. Uske andar se garam ras ka fawara (cum) nikal kar Munna ki ungliyon aur seat par girne laga. Wo kai seconds tak jhatke leti rahi, uski yoni (pussy) Munna ki ungliyon ko kas ke jakad rahi thi. Uska chehra surkh laal ho gaya tha aur saansein dhonkani ki tarah chal rahi thi.




Munna ne dhire se apna haath bahar nikala. Uska poora haath Pranali ke mardani ras aur paseene se lathpath tha. Gadi abhi bhi chal rahi thi.

Munna ne apna haath uthaya aur Pranali ke chehre ke paas laya. Usne apni un gili ungliyon ko bade sukoon se chatna shuru kiya. Wo Pranali ki aankhon mein dekh raha tha jab wo uske 'cum' ka ek-ek katra apni zabaan se saaf kar raha tha.
"Mmm... swad hai. Mumbai ka paani lagta hai tere ras mein ghul gaya hai," Munna ne apni ungli chaat-te hue kaha.
Pranali bas haanp rahi thi. Usne dekha ki mirror mein Banwari ab bhi use dekh raha hai, shayad ab wo aur bhi zyada uttejit ho gaya tha. Pranali ne apni saree ko niche khincha aur apne bikhre hue baalon ko sambhala. Uska jism abhi bhi thanda nahi hua tha, par Mirzapur ki sadkein use uske ghar ki taraf le ja rahi thi, jahan use ab ek 'patni' ka natak karna tha.
Munna ne steering ghumaate hue kaha, "Abhi toh sirf ungli thi. Raat ko jab Soham so jayega, tab main aaunga... asli swagat karne."
Pranali ne kuch nahi kaha, bas khidki ke bahar dekha. Use darr tha ki agar wo boli, toh shayad wo ro padegi... ya shayad fir se garam ho jayegi.

Gadi ki speed dhire-dhire kam hone lagi thi. Mirzapur ke jaane-pehchane raste aur uske mohalle ki sadkein aane lagi thi. Pranali ki saansein abhi bhi bhari thi. Uska poora nichla hissa ek ajeeb si aag aur thakaan se jhinjhin kar raha tha. Munna ke us behreham, deep fingering session ne use uski aukaat dikha di thi. Uska warm cum abhi bhi uski pussy se nikal kar uski nangi jaanghon par riss raha tha.

"Jaldi theek kar apne aap ko. Sanskaari bahu ka ghar aa gaya hai," Munna ne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath steering ghumate hue kaha.
Pranali ne jaldi se tissue paper nikala aur apne hothon ko saf kiya. Uske haath buri tarah kaanp rahe the. Usne apni sarki hui saree ko jaldi se apni nangi, gili jaanghon ke upar khincha. Panty toh uske paas thi nahi, wo toh Munna ke paas thi. Saree ka rough fabric seedhe uske over-sensitive clit aur gili pussy se ragad kha raha tha, jisse har movement ke saath uske jism mein ek current sa daud raha tha. Usne apne bikhre baalon ko set kiya aur peeth seedhi karke baith gayi, halanki uski jaanghein abhi bhi orgasam ke after-shocks se thar-thar kaanp rahi thi.
Peeche Aarav bhi neend se jaag gaya tha aur ghar dekh kar khush ho raha tha.
Kaali SUV Pranali ke ghar ke main gate ke theek saamne aakar ruki. Engine ki bhari aawaz sunkar andar se uske saas-sasur (Saraswati aur Prakash) bahar nikal aaye. Unke liye Munna Tripathi koi gunda nahi, balki wo maseeha tha jisne unke pote Aarav ko kidnappers se bachaya tha.
Peeche se Banwari ne gadi ka darwaza khola aur Aarav ko niche utara. "Dadu! Dadi!" Aarav khushi se unki taraf bhaga.
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, darwaza khola aur bahar kadam rakha. Jaise hi usne apna pair zameen par rakha, uski jaanghein dhadak uthi. Bina panty ke khade hone par, use saaf mehsoos hua ki uski khud ki garm lusty juices ki ek boond uski andarूनी jaangh se hoti hui niche sarak rahi hai. Usne apne pairo ko thoda paas kiya taaki saree ke bahar kuch na dikhe aur pallu ko theek karte hue apne saas-sasur ke paas aayi.


Prakash ji ne aage badhkar hath jod liye. "Munna bhaiya... aap khud bhabhi aur bache ko chhodne aaye. Aapka toh hum jitna shukriya karein utna kam hai. Aaiye na, ghar chaliye. Andar aakar ek cup chai toh pijiye."

Pranali ki dhadkan ruk gayi. Usne darr ke maare Munna ki taraf dekha. Munna gadi ke andar hi seat par aaram se baitha tha, aankhon par kaala chashma tha. Usne window se bahar dekha, pehle hath jode hue Prakash ji ko, aur phir seedha Pranali ki ghabrayi hui aur laal padi shakal ko.
Munna ke hothon par ek bohot hi dirty smirk aayi. Usne Pranali ki aankhon mein dekhte hue aaram se kaha, "Nahi chacha, chai ki zarurat nahi hai. Dar-asal, abhi raaste mein main ek bohot hi meethi cheez chakh li hai... muh ka swaad ekdum mast ho gaya hai. Ab aur kuch peene ka mann nahi hai."
Pranali ka chehra sharam aur darr se tamtama gaya. Uska pet ajeeb tarah se ainth gaya. Sirf wo janti thi ki us gadi ke andar Munna ne abhi kuch der pehle uski pussy ke kis 'meethe ras' ko apni ungliyon se chaata tha.
"Arey aise kaise bhaiya... thik hai, agli baar pakka aaiyega," Prakash ji masoomiyat se bole.
"Bilkul chacha. Dhyan rakhiye bhabhi ji ka, safar mein bohot 'thak' gayi hain," Munna ne ek aakhri baar Pranali ke ubhre hue boobs ko dekha, ek halki si wink ki aur gadi ka sheesha upar kar liya.
Pranali ne jaldi se apna bag uthaya aur Aarav ko god mein lekar seedha ghar ke andar chali gayi. Uski chaal thodi ajeeb ho rahi thi kyunki har kadam ke saath uski gili pussy ki deewarein aapas mein ragad kha rahi thi.
Bahar, Munna ne gadi aage badha di.
Jaise hi gadi thodi aage nikli, peeche baitha Banwari kisi bhookhe kutte ki tarah uchal kar aage aali front passenger seat par aa gaya. Ye wahi seat thi jahan abhi kuch der pehle Pranali baithi thi. Banwari ki nigahein seedhe leather seat par gayi. Wahan ek bada sa, chamakta hua geela nishaan tha. Pranali ka warm cum aur uski extreme hawas ka pani leather par faila hua tha.
Banwari ki aankhein hawas se phat gayi. Bina ek second soche, usne apni moti aur gandi ungliyan us gile nishaan par ragdi. Pranali ke mardani ras ko apni ungliyon mein ikattha kiya, use apni naak ke paas laya aur ek lambi, gehri saans li. Aurat ki pure lust aur pussy ki wo heavy smell uske dimaag par chadh gayi. Fir usne wahi gili ungliyan apne muh mein daal li aur kisi janwar ki tarah unhe chaatne laga. Slurp... ahh...
Munna jo steering sambhal raha tha, uski nazar mirror se Banwari par padi. Usne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya.
"Bhosdike chutiye... ye kya kar raha hai randi ke bacche?" Munna ne haste hue gaali di.
Banwari ne apni ungliyan muh se nikali. Uska chehra kisi dork aur pagal hawasi ki tarah lag raha tha. Usne apne pant ke upar se hi apne khade lund ko masalte hue besharmi se kaha, "Bhaiya... kya bataun. Bhabhi ji ka ras ekdum amrit hai. Kasam se, peeche baithe-baithe aur mirror mein unki gili chut dekh kar mera lund patthar ho gaya hai. Fatne ko ho raha hai."
Banwari ne kutte jaisi shakal banayi aur gidgidate hue bola, "Bhaiya... wo... wo bhabhi ji ki panty milegi kya? Jo train mein unhone utari thi... please bhaiya."
Munna ko apne dominance aur power ka ye khel bohot pasand tha. Use is baat mein nasha aata tha ki jis aurat ko pura Mirzapur izzat ki nazron se dekhta hai, uske jism ki bachi-kuchi cheezon ke liye uske apne aadmi aise bhookhe kutton ki tarah bheekh maang rahe the.
Munna hassa, usne ek haath apni pant ki pocket mein daala aur Pranali ki wo unwashed, gili aur mehekti hui silk panty nikali. "Le bhosdike, apni aukaat mein reh aur is se kaam chala."
Munna ne wo panty Banwari ke muh par phek di.
Banwari ne hawa mein hi us panty ko daboch liya jaise koi anmol khazana mil gaya ho. Usne turant us panty ka crotch area, jahan Pranali ki pussy ka paani sabse zyada laga tha, use apne pure chehre aur naak par daba liya. Wo pagal ki tarah usme saans lene laga, uski smell ko apne andar bharne laga aur ek haath se apni pant ki zip khol kar apne mote, kaale lund ko bahar nikal kar speed mein hilane laga. Gadi ke andar ab Pranali ki mehak aur in do mardon ki gandi hawas ka nanga naach chal raha tha.
Aur udhar, apne ghar ke bathroom mein, Pranali shawar ke niche nangi khadi ro rahi thi. Uske jism par Munna ke haathon ki mehak thi, uske andar ek ajeeb sa dard aur satisfaction ka mix tha. Wo janti thi ki ye sirf shuruaat thi. Soham ko pata nahi tha, par ab wo sach mein Mirzapur ke shaitaan ki malika ban chuki thi.







Ghar ke bathroom mein, gungune paani ki dhaar Pranali ke jism par gir rahi thi. Usne aankhein band kar rakhi thi, aur paani uske baalon se hota hua uske chehre, ubhre hue chhatiyon, aur nangi jaanghon tak beh raha tha. Shower ke is shor mein wo khud ko saaf karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, par Munna ke us janwaro wale touch aur car ke andar us brutal fingering ka ehsaas uski skin ke andar tak bas gaya tha.

Usne thoda liquid body wash liya aur apne thighs aur dono pairo ke beech ke hisse (pussy) par ragda. Wahan abhi bhi halka sa dard aur jalan thi, Munna ki unn moti ungliyon ki wajah se jo kuch der pehle uski gehraaiyon ko be-reham tareeke se khured rahi thi. Jism ko ragad-ragad kar dhone ke baad bhi uski saansein bhari thi. Ek ajeeb sa guilt aur usse bhi zyada ek sharamnaak nasha uske dimaag par haawi tha.
Nahaane ke baad, usne ek soft white towel apne jism par lapeta aur bahar aayi. Bedroom mein Aarav pehle se hi thak kar so chuka tha. Tabhi dressing table par rakhe uske phone ki screen light up hui.
"Soham Calling..."
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, aaine mein apne bheege baalon aur thode sooje hue hothon ko dekha, aur call utha liya.
"Hello jaan, pahunch gayi theek se?" Soham ki wahi fikar-bhari aur masoom aawaz uske kaano mein padi.
Pranali ka gala thoda sookh gaya, usne apne aawaz ko normal rakhne ki poori koshish ki. "Haan Soham... bas thodi der pehle hi pahunchi. Naha kar nikli hoon. Aarav bhi so gaya hai."
"Thank God. Main bohot tension mein tha tum dono ke akele travel karne ko lekar. Station se ghar kaise aayi? Cab mil gayi thi easily?"
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki. Uske dimaag mein kaali SUV, Munna ki hawas bhari baatein aur wo seat par gira hua apna hi garm ras yaad aa gaya. "Wo... Munna ji station pe the. Unhe pata chala tha main akele aa rahi hoon Aarav ke saath, toh unhone hi drop kar diya gadi se."
Soham udhar se khush hote hue bola, "Sahi mein? Munna bhaiya kitne helpful hain yaar. Jab main wapas aaunga toh unhe zaroor ghar khane par bulaunga. Unhone Aarav ki jaan bachayi thi, aur ab tumhara itna khayal rakh rahe hain. Tum aaram karo jaan, main kal subah call karta hoon. Miss you."
"Miss you too... bye," Pranali ne call kaat diya. Uska pati us insaan ko devta maan raha tha jo asal mein uski patni ki izzat ka roz shikaar kar raha tha. Ye thought use darrata bhi tha aur andar hi andar ek kinky thrill bhi deta tha.
Lekin is darr aur thrill ke beech, Pranali ko ek alag tarah ki kami mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ek aisi pyaas jo Munna ki darindgi nahi bujha sakti thi. Use us pyaar aur care ki yaad aane lagi jo use Mumbai mein mili thi.
Usne wardrobe khola aur ek bohot hi patli, silky maroon nighty pehan li. Nighty ka gala kaafi deep tha, aur uski bra-less heavy cleavages saaf jhalak rahi thi. Bed par let kar, usne blanket apne pairon par daala aur ek number dial kiya.
Do ring ke baad hi phone uth gaya.
"Hello..." dusri taraf se ek deep, manly, aur behad romantic aawaz aayi. Ye Sharad Shukla tha.
"So gaye the kya?" Pranali ne dheemi, nakhrili aawaz mein pucha. Uska tone bilkul badal gaya tha. Ab wo kisi ki dari hui biwi nahi thi, balki ek nayi-nayi pyaar mein padhi girlfriend lag rahi thi.
"Tumhare khayalon se chhutti mile, tab toh neend aaye," Sharad hassa. "Pahunch gayi Mirzapur? Wahan ki hawa lagte hi meri yaad aane lagi?"
Pranali sharma gayi, uske gaal laal ho gaye aur wo bed par palti maarte hue boli, "Mumbai chhodne ka mann hi nahi kar raha tha Sharad. Tumhara wo flat... marine drive... aur tum."
"Sirf baatein, ya wo raat bhi yaad aa rahi hai jab tum mere upar baithi thi aur humne pure bed ki chadar gili kar di thi?" Sharad ne thodi dirty aur deep aawaz mein kaha.
Pranali ne apne honth daanto tale daba liye. "Sharad... besharam ho tum. Par sach kahun... main bohot miss kar rahi hoon tumhe. Yahan is kamre mein akele neend nahi aa rahi. Lag raha hai jaise tum abhi bhi mere paas ho, mujhe chhu rahe ho."
Sharad ki saansein phone par bhari hone lagi. "Agar main wahan hota, toh us nighty ko faad kar tumhe abhi bed par patak deta, Pranali. Tumhari wo tight pussy aur tumhari siskiyan... pagal kar diya hai tumne Jaunpur ke is don ko."
Pranali ki band pussy mein fir se ek halki si garmi daud gayi. Ye romance aur dirty talk ka mix use Sharad ki deewani bana raha tha. "Baatein mat banao. Jab aogi na milne, tab bataungi. Abhi ke liye... goodnight baby."
"Goodnight. Par akele neend nahi aayegi mujhe. Ek picture bhej do, jise dekh kar main aaj raat kaat sakun," Sharad ne demand ki.




Pranali muskurayi. Call disconnect karke usne front camera on kiya. Usne maroon nighty ke ek strap ko halke se kandhe se niche sarka diya. Uski left breast ka gora hissa aur gehra cleavage bilkul clear dikh raha tha. Bheege, messy baal, aadhi khuli nashiili aankhein, aur hothon par ek halki si muskaan. Click.

Usne bina kuch likhe wo hot selfie Sharad ko WhatsApp par send kar di.
Do second baad hi Sharad ka reply aaya: "Pura aag laga rahi ho... Kal hi Jaunpur se nikalne ka plan banata hoon. Tumhare is jism ko toh ab main hi poori tarah nichodunga. Keep it wet for me."
Pranali ke jism mein jhurjhuri daud gayi. Usne phone side mein rakha aur aankhein band kar li. Ek taraf Munna ki hawas aur darr, aur dusri taraf Sharad ka junoon aur pyaar. Wo is bhool-bhulaiya mein buri tarah phans chuki thi.



Tripathi Kothi - Mirzapur

Kothi ke ek bade se aalishan kamre mein, Kaleen Bhaiya apne aasan (chair) par baithe the. Kamre ki roshni halki thi. Unke haath mein ek glass whiskey thi aur chehre par wo hamesha ki tarah shaant, par khaufnaak expression tha.
Darwaza khula aur Maqbool andar aaya. Uski chaal mein hamesha ek adab hota tha.
"Bhaiya... ek khabar hai," Maqbool ne sir jhuka kar kaha.
Kaleen Bhaiya ne apna whiskey ka glass table par rakha aur apni gardan ghumayi. "Bolo Maqbool."
"Pranali Sharma... wapas aa chuki hai shahar mein. Gadi se Munna bhaiya hi unhe drop karke aaye hain. Par usse badi khabar ye hai bhaiya... hamare aadmiyon ne jo khabar Mumbai se nikali thi, wo bilkul sach hai. Pranali ka milna-julna Jaunpur wale Sharad Shukla ke saath chal raha hai. Wo dono hotel mein bhi saath the."
Kaleen Bhaiya ke hothon par ek bohot hi dheemi, zehrili aur jaanleva muskurahat tair gayi. Unhone wapas glass uthaya aur ek sip liya.
"Munna ko ye baat pata hai?" Kaleen ne pucha.
"Nahi bhaiya. Munna bhaiya ko lagta hai ki aurat sirf unse darti hai aur unke niche dabi hui hai. Unhe Sharad ke baare mein koi bhanak nahi hai."
Kaleen Bhaiya dhire se hase. Ye hansi kisi toofan ke aane se pehle ki shanti jaisi thi. Unhone apni aankhein choti ki aur bole, "Sahi kehte hain Maqbool... aurat jab apni chaal chalti hai na, toh bade-bade mardon ki aukaat mitti mein mil jati hai. Hamara ladka (Munna) us aurat ke jism ka bhookha hai, par Sharad... Sharad us aurat ke ishq mein pagal ho raha hai."
Kaleen Bhaiya apni seat se khade hue aur khidki ke paas jaakar pure Mirzapur ko dekhne lage.
"Sharad Shukla hamara dushman hai. Jaunpur par humari nazar kab se hai, par wo lomdi hamare haath nahi aa rahi thi. Par ab... ab us lomdi ki gardan is Pranali Sharma ki choot mein phansi hui hai," Kaleen Bhaiya ne bohot hi gandi par sateek bhasha ka istemaal karte hue apna masterplan samjhaya.
"Bhaiya, hukum karein. Kya karna hai?" Maqbool ne pucha.
"Kuch nahi Maqbool. Is aurat ko ek 'Mohra' (Pawn) ki tarah istemaal karenge. Munna aur Sharad dono is ek aurat ke liye bhidenge. Sharad apna dil aur dimaag dono khokar Mirzapur aayega is aurat se milne... aur jab wo yahan aayega, tab hum uska shikaar karenge. Sharad marega, Jaunpur hamara hoga, aur uske baad..." Kaleen Bhaiya ruke.
"Uske baad Pranali Sharma ka kya hoga bhaiya?"
Kaleen Bhaiya ke chehre par ek dark hawas chamki. "Jo aurat Mirzapur ke do sabse taakatwar mardon ko apne aage ghutne tikwa sakti hai, us aurat ka aakhri thikana Tripathi Kothi ka master bedroom hona chahiye. Munna use khel samajh raha hai, Sharad use pyaar... par main... main use is raj-gaddi ki rani banaunga. Apni rakhail (mistress) banaunga."
Kaleen Bhaiya ne apna whiskey ka glass ek hi ghoont mein khatam kiya aur khali glass table par patak diya.
"Mirzapur ka naya khel shuru ho chuka hai Maqbool. Baazi bich chuki hai."