Adultery Pativrata se Hotwife: Ek Anokha Safar

[pujaa69]

Amazing ?
The way she enjoys? I really liked it

[Joker44]

Agli subah ghar ka mahaul bada hi ajeeb aur bhari tha. Amrita wapas aa chuki thi, aur ghar mein ab ek 'perfect family' ka naqaab pehna ja chuka tha. Geeti ne aaj wahi yellow transparent chiffon saree pehni thi, jiske niche usne koi petticoat nahi pehna tha—sirf ek barik lace wali panty thi jo uske gore jism se chipki hui thi. Uski kamar ki sone ki chain blue saree ke paar se bijli ki tarah chamak rahi thi.
Soham ne kitchen mein Geeti ko bye kiya, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Amrita bhi wahi thi, nashta kar rahi thi aur muskura kar Geeti ko dekh rahi thi.
"Didi, aaj aap bohut pyaari lag rahi ho... yeh saree kaafi bold hai na?" Amrita ne shararat se pucha.
Geeti thoda hichkichayi, "Woh... Soham ne dilaayi hai. Office mein thoda presentation hai aaj." Usne Soham ki taraf ek nasheeli nazar daali aur bank ke liye nikal gayi. Uski payal ki chhunn-chhunn darwaza band hone tak sunayi deti rahi.
Jaise hi Geeti gayi aur ghar mein sannata chhaya, kamre ki fiza ek dum se badal gayi. Soham jo abhi tak ek 'achha pati' banne ka natak kar raha tha, uska rukh ab Amrita ki taraf tha.
Amrita ne bina waqt ganwaye Soham ki taraf qadam badhaye aur use behad kaskar gale laga liya (hugged tightly). Uska jawan jism Soham ke seene se sat gaya. Soham ne bhi use apni baahon mein bharch liya aur dono ek passionate kiss mein kho gaye. Woh kiss sirf ek saadharan chumban nahi tha, usme mahino ki bhookh aur ek ganda raaz chhupa tha.
Soham ka haath Amrita ke kamar se hota hua uske top ke niche jaane hi wala tha ki Amrita ne jhatke se uska haath pakad liya aur use roka.



Soham ka haath Amrita ke kamar se hota hua uske top ke niche jaane hi wala tha ki Amrita ne jhatke se uska haath pakad liya aur use roka.
"Ruko, Jiju... itni jaldi kya hai?" Amrita ne haanfte hue pucha, uski aankhon mein ek shaitani chamak thi.
Soham ne use ghoorte hue pucha, "Kya hua Amrita? Tumhe pata hai main tumhare liye kitna pagal hoon."
Amrita ne Soham ke shirt ke button se khelte hue pucha, "Pehle mujhe sach sach bataiye... kya Didi ne dusre mardon ko date karna shuru kar diya hai?"
Soham ek pal ke liye thithak gaya, phir usne ek teerchi muskurahat di. "Nahi... abhi tak toh nahi. Par woh us raaste par nikal chuki hai. Kal raat hi usne 5000 logon ke samne apna jalwa dikhaya hai. Woh ab bohut 'ready' lag rahi hai."
Amrita ne ek thandi saans li aur piche hat gayi. "Toh phir aapko intezaar karna hoga, Jiju. Maine aapse kaha tha na... jab tak Didi dusre mardon ke saath bahar nahi jati, tab tak main aapke saath poori tarah 'involved' nahi ho sakti."
Soham ne Amrita ko kareeb kheecha aur apni naak ko Amrita ki naak se ragada (brushed her nose). "Main intezaar karunga. Geeti ab phatne ki kagaar par hai. Kal bank mein Raghavan ne use bulaya hai... aur main jaanta hoon wahan kya hoga."
Amrita ne Soham ki aankhon mein dekha aur ek gehri baat kahi. "Agar Didi ne dusre mardon ko date karna shuru kar diya... tab main poori tarah aapki hoon. Hum dono milkar unhe share karenge, par pehle unhe 'raste' par aane dijiye."
Soham ne Amrita ke gaal ko halke se chumma. "Woh raste par aa chuki hai Amrita. Aaj bank mein jo hoga, uske baad woh khud mangegi ki koi anjaan mard use chhuye."
Amrita ne ek naughty smile di aur kitchen ki taraf nikal gayi, Soham ko wahi tadapta hua chhod kar.

Bank ka record room (file room) hamesha shant, dhundhla aur purani files ki mehak se bhara hota tha. Wahan aam taur par koi aata-jata nahi tha. Geeti ek kone wale rack ke paas khadi agle quarter ke audit ki files dhoondh rahi thi.
Aaj usne wahi dark yellow transparent chiffon saree pehni thi. Saree itni barik thi ki kamre ki madham roshni mein bhi uske gore jism ka har ek mod, uski deep backless blouse ki dori, aur saree ke niche pehni hui patli lace panty ka outline saaf jhalak raha tha. Kal raat ke us wild 5K live stream aur apne hi hathon se kiye gaye us gande orgasm ke baad, Geeti ka jism aaj kisi aag ki tarah tap raha tha. Uski chandi ki payal har qadam par 'chhunn-chhunn' karke us sannate ko cheer rahi thi.
Tabhi, darwaza halke se khula aur band ho gaya.



Andar Raghavan aaya tha. Raghavan ne Geeti ka woh 'Live Stream' nahi dekha tha, use Geeti ke us gande raaz ke baare mein kuch nahi pata tha. Par pichle kuch dino se Geeti ka jo naya 'bold' aur 'seductive' roop usne dekha tha, usne is sakht Branch Head ke dimaag ko hawas se bhar diya tha. Ek aam, boring si manager aurat achanak se ek husn ki pari ban gayi thi, aur Raghavan jaise power-hungry mard ke liye aisi aurat ko hasil karna ek nasha ban chuka tha.
Raghavan ne apni qadmon ki aawaaz dabate hue Geeti ko piche se dekha. Geeti ka dhyaan files par tha. Raghavan ki nigaahein Geeti ki nangi gori peeth se hote hue uski patli kamar par ruki, jahan woh sone ki chain blue chiffon ke aar-paar halke se chamak rahi thi. Raghavan ka gala sookh gaya. Uska mardana guroor jaag utha. Woh koi sasta mazdoor ya chaprasi nahi tha jo achanak se chhoo le; woh ek boss tha, aur woh Geeti ko apne rutbe (power) aur charm se seduce karna chahta tha.
Geeti upar ki shelf se ek moti file nikalne ke liye apne pairo ke panjon par khadi hui. Uske stretch hote hi uski dark blue saree aur upar khisk gayi, uski gori naabhi (navel) aur kamar ka hissa poori tarah expose ho gaya.
Bina koi aawaaz kiye, Raghavan bilkul Geeti ke piche aakar khada ho gaya. Uske jism aur Geeti ki nangi peeth ke beech ab sirf ek inch ka fasla tha.
Jaise hi Geeti ka haath file tak pahuncha, Raghavan ne apna lamba aur mazboot haath Geeti ke bilkul upar se nikala aur us file ko pakad liya. Uska chauda seena Geeti ki peeth ko halke se, par behad 'intentional' tareeqe se chhu gaya.
Geeti ke jism mein bijli daud gayi. Usne jhatke se saans li aur uski payal baj uthi. Usne piche mudne ki koshish ki par Raghavan dono hathon ko rack par tika kar uske bilkul kareeb khada tha. Geeti ab rack aur Raghavan ke chaude jism ke beech poori tarah qaid ho chuki thi.
"Bhaari files nikalne ke liye kisi staff ko bula liya karo, Mrs. Geeti..." Raghavan ne uske bilkul kaan ke paas jhuk kar apni bhari, mardana aawaaz mein whisper kiya. Uske mehnge aftershave aur raw mardana garmi ki mehak ne Geeti ke nashe ko aur badha diya.



R-Raghavan Sir... aap?" Geeti ki aawaaz kaanp rahi thi. Woh ghabra rahi thi, par uska 'Hotwife' jism is powerful dominance par poori tarah excite ho raha tha. Uski panty apne aap geeli hone lagi.
"Main yahan se guzar raha tha, aur maine dekha ki meri sabse kaabil... aur sabse khoobsurat manager akele files dhoondh rahi hai," Raghavan ne apni aawaaz ko aur bhi deep aur seductive banate hue kaha. Woh piche nahi hata. Usne jaan-boojhkar apne nichle hisse ko Geeti ke bhari nitambon (hips) ke bilkul kareeb rakha. Raghavan ka lund uski formal pant mein sakht hone laga tha, aur Geeti ko uski garmi apni peeth par mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Raghavan zabardasti nahi kar raha tha, par woh Geeti ko feel karwa raha tha ki woh uski mutthi mein hai. Usne apna ek haath dhire se niche laya aur Geeti ki saree ke pallu ko halke se adjust karne ke bahaane, uski gori kamar ko apni ungli ke pichle hisse (back of his finger) se chhua.
Zzzzt. Ek current sa daud gaya Geeti ke jism mein. "S-Sir... koi aa jayega..." Geeti ne haanfte hue kaha. Uska sanskari dimaag use rok raha tha, par usne Raghavan ko piche dhakka nahi diya.
"Yahan koi nahi aata, Geeti," Raghavan ne uske kandhe par jhukte hue, uski gardan ke paas apni garam saans chhodi. "Tum aaj bohut... alag lag rahi ho. Yeh dark blue rang, aur yeh chain... tum janti ho na tum bank ke mardon ka dhyan kitna bhatka rahi ho? Mera dhyan kitna bhatka rahi ho?"
Geeti ne apni aankhein band kar lin. Uski saansein tez ho gayin, aur uska bhara hua seena Raghavan ki baazu se ragad khane laga. Raghavan apne power play ko aur aage badhane wala tha. Usne decide kar liya tha ki woh aaj Geeti ki is sone ki chain ko apne hathon se khholega. Uska haath Geeti ki naabhi ki taraf badhne hi wala tha...
"Ma'am? Geeti Ma'am? Aap yahan hain?"




Achanak file room ke bahar se Rohan (intern) ki aawaaz aayi aur darwaze ka handle ghooma.
Geeti ki aankhein jhatke se khulin. Dar ke maare usne aage ki taraf move karna chaha, par rack hone ki wajah se woh piche ki taraf giri (fell back). Uski nangi, gori peeth seedha Raghavan ke chaude seene se zor se takrayi aur uske bhari nitamb (hips) Raghavan ke sakht lund par ragad kha gaye.
Darwaza khula aur Rohan andar aaya. Uske haath mein kuch papers the.
Raghavan ne ek mili-second mein apna haath peeche kheench liya aur Geeti se do qadam door hat gaya. Par uske chehre par hawas aur achanak aayi is rukaawat ka behad gussa saaf dikh raha tha. Woh itna 'horny' ho chuka tha ki uske lund mein dard ho raha tha, aur theek uske shikaar ke u-turn lene ke waqt is intern ne sab kharab kar diya tha.
Geeti buri tarah haanf rahi thi, uska pallu thoda khiska hua tha aur uska chehra sharam aur darr se laal tha. Usne jaldi se khud ko sambhala.
"K-kya hai Rohan?" Geeti ne apni kaanpti hui aawaaz ko theek karne ki koshish ki.
Rohan ne Geeti aur Raghavan ko ek saath file room ke us chote se kone mein dekha. Use ajeeb zaroor laga, par usne Raghavan ki gusse se bhari nigaah dekh kar apni nazrein jhuka lin. "S-sorry Sir... Ma'am, woh cashier counter par ek signature chahiye the."
Raghavan ne apne suit ka button lagaya. Uski aankhein gusse se laal thin. Usne Rohan ko ek aisi nazar se dekha jaise use zinda chaba jayega. "Tumhe knock karna nahi sikhaya kisi ne? Go back to your desk. Madam abhi aa rahi hain."
"Y-yes Sir," Rohan ghabra kar wahan se nikal gaya.
File room mein phir se khamoshi chha gayi. Par is baar khamoshi mein romance nahi, Raghavan ka frustation bhara gussa tha. Usne Geeti ki taraf dekha. Geeti abhi bhi kaanp rahi thi, aur uski dark blue saree uske pasine se uski skin par chipak gayi thi.
Raghavan Geeti ke bilkul paas aaya, par is baar usne chhua nahi. Usne sirf Geeti ki aankhon mein dekha aur ek bhari, dhimi aawaaz mein kaha, "Tumhara yeh naya roop mere dimaag se nikal nahi raha hai, Geeti. Aur main jo cheez chahta hoon, use haasil karke rehta hoon. Aaj tum bach gayi... par kal humara 'official' meeting hoga... mere upar wale cabin mein. Be ready."
Raghavan apne leather shoes ko farsh par patakta hua wahan se nikal gaya, piche Geeti ko chhod kar... jo darr, sharam aur be-panah hawas ke nashe mein wahi rack ke sahare fisal kar zameen par baith gayi. Uski panty is chhote se 'close moment' mein hi poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi.

Bank se nikalte waqt Geeti ke jism ka tapmaan kisi ubalte hue paani jaisa tha. Raghavan ke us record room wale 'close encounter' ne uski rooh tak ko jhanjhana diya tha. Woh dark blue chiffon saree ab uske pasine se uski skin par chipak chuki thi, aur uski sone ki kamarband uski naabhi ke paas har saans ke saath tharthara rahi thi.
Geeti bus mein chadhi aur pichli khali seat par ja kar baith gayi. Bahar sham ka dhalta hua suraj aur sheher ki bheed dikh rahi thi, par Geeti ki aankhon mein sirf Raghavan ka woh sakht chehra aur Soham ki woh 'live stream' wali baatein ghoom rahi thin. Usne notice hi nahi kiya ki wahi purana mazdoor (labourer), wahi sasta aur ganda shakhs, dubaara uske bagal wali seat par aa kar baith gaya hai.
"Aaj toh aapne kamaal hi kar diya, Madam..." us mard ki bhari aur khurduri aawaaz Geeti ke kaan se takrayi.
Geeti jhatke se palti. Uska dil halkak kar halaq mein aa gaya. Wahi mard! Usne dekha ki us mard ki aankhon mein aaj ek alag hi kashish aur haq tha.
"T-tum phir se?" Geeti ne haklate hue kaha, par uski aawaaz mein woh manager wali sakhti bilkul gayab thi.
Us mard ne apna wahi purana phone nikala aur screen Geeti ke chehre ke paas kar di. "Maine aapka Live Show dekha. 5000 logon ke samne aapne jo jalwa dikhaya... uff! Yeh sone ki chain wahi hai na?" Usne apna account dikhaya, jisme usne Geeti ki har ek 'dirty' photo ko like kiya tha aur gande comments kiye the.


Geeti shock mein thi, par usse kahin zyada woh aroused thi. Use yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki uske is 'digital' gunah ka gawah uske bilkul bagal mein baitha hai. Usne dhire se sar hila diya (noded). Bus lagbhag khali thi, sirf aage ek-do log baithe the jo apni hi dhun mein the.
Geeti ne uthne ki koshish ki, "Mujhe... mujhe jaana hai."
Lekin us mard ka khurdura, matti se sana haath achanak Geeti ki dono jaanghon ke beech (between her thighs) aa gira. Usne Geeti ko uthne hi nahi diya. Chiffon ki patli saree ke paar se us mard ne Geeti ki woh 'heat' mehsoos kar li jo Raghavan ne bank mein paida ki thi.
"Kahan jayengi Madam? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai," usne apna doosra haath Geeti ke nange kandhe (shoulder) par rakha aur use seat se chipka diya.
Geeti cheekhna chahti thi, par uske muh se aawaaz nahi nikli. Soham ne mahino se use chhua nahi tha, sirf 'tasks' diye the. Raghavan ne aaj dopahar use sirf 'vulnerable' (kamzor) banakar chhod diya tha. Geeti ko is waqt ek 'asli mard' ki raw mardangi ki zaroorat thi, bhale hi woh mard sasta aur ganda kyun na ho.
Us mazdoor ne apni ungliyan Geeti ki gori jaanghon par ragadna shuru kiya. "Mmmhh... kitni garm hain aap... jaise koi bhatti jal rahi ho."



Geeti ka badan akadne (ache) laga. Uske muh se dhimi-dhimi siskariyan (soft moans) nikalne lagin. Us mazdoor ne ab apni speed badha di. Woh uski jaanghon ko itni zor se ragad raha tha ki Geeti ko un khurdure hathon ki jalan mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha tha.
"Please... yahan nahi... ahhh..." Geeti ne aankhein kaskar band kar lin. Uski yellow saree ab us mard ke hathon mein kuchli ja rahi thi.
Us mard ne apna haath Geeti ki panty ke andar daalne ki koshish ki, par Geeti ne jhatke se uska haath pakad kar rok diya. Uska sanskari dimaag abhi bhi thoda bacha tha. "Nahi... itna nahi..."
Mazdoor ne ek shaitani muskurahat di aur apna haath panty ke upar se hi ragadna shuru kar diya.
"Theek hai Madam... upar se hi sahi." Usne apni hatheli ko Geeti ki us raseeli daraar par kaskar ragada. Geeti ki lace wali panty pehle hi bahaav (cum) se bhari geeli aur chip-chipi (heavy wet) ho chuki thi. Jab us mard ka haath us geelapan se takraya, toh bus ki seat par ek 'squish-squish' ki gandi aawaaz aane lagi.




Uff... kitna paani chhoda hai aapne... Husband ne bohut tadpaya lagta hai?" usne Geeti ke kaan mein gandi baat kahi.
Geeti ab kabu se bahar thi. Usne apna sar bus ki window par tika diya aur haanfne lagi. Us mard ki ragad itni tezi se badhi ki Geeti ko laga uska jism phat jayega.
"Ahhhh! Yes... oh God... mmmhhhh!"
Aur phir... bina kisi warning ke, Geeti ka jism jhatke khane laga. Woh panty ke upar se hi burst out (cum) ho gayi. Uska garam ras itni tezi se nikala ki us mazdoor ki hatheli poori tarah se bhig gayi. Usne Geeti ke us garm bahaav ki geelapan (wetness) ko apni mutthi mein mehsoos kiya.
"Hahahaha!" Woh mard jordaar hansa, ek victorious laugh. Usne apna geela haath Geeti ke chehre ke samne kiya. "Dekhiye Madam... aapki 'High Class' mardangi mere hathon mein beh rahi hai."
Geeti bedamm hokar seat par dher ho gayi. Uski blue saree par ab ek geela dhabba saaf dikh raha tha. Woh 'Manager' nahi rahi thi, woh sirf ek 'pyaasi aurat' thi jo ek mazdoor ke hathon bus mein hi tabaah ho gayi thi.


Bus ka stop nazdeek aa raha tha, aur Geeti ke jism ke andar ek bhayankar yuddh chal raha tha. Woh mazdoor ab aur bhi zyada nidar (bold) ho gaya tha. Usne Geeti ke kaan ke paas apna chehra laya, uski sasti bidi aur paseene ki teekhi smell Geeti ke 'high-class' perfume ke saath mil kar ek ajeeb hi nasha paida kar rahi thi.
"Madam... agla stop mera hai. Mere saath chaliye... ek baar mere saath us kacchi basti mein chaliye, aapko jannat ka maza chakha dunga," usne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye apni aankhein band kin aur imagine kiya—ek purani, toot-footi khatiya (cot), ek andhera kamra jahan sirf ek sasta pankha chal raha ho, aur yeh mazdoor use kisi janwar ki tarah, bina kisi tameez ke, apni raw mardangi se kuchal raha ho. Usne imagine kiya ki yeh ganda mard use kisi kutti ki tarah khatiya par patak kar uske is 'Manager' wale guroor ko mitti mein mila dega. Us khayal se hi Geeti ki chut mein ek ajeeb si 'chulbul' (tingling) mach gayi, uska jism phir se garam hone laga.
Lekin uska bacha-kucha 'Sanskari' dimaag aur bank ki izzat ne use rok liya. "Nahi... main nahi aa sakti. Mujhe ghar jaana hai," usne haanfte hue mana kar diya.
Mazdoor ko pata tha ki Geeti ab poori tarah uske jaal mein hai. Usne ek gehri nazar Geeti ki blue saree par pade us geele dhabbe par daali jo abhi-abhi uske cum se bana tha. "Theek hai Madam... mat aaiye. Lekin mujhe apna ek 'tohfa' dekar jaiye." Usne Geeti ki jaanghon ke beech hath pherte hue dhime se kaha, "Mujhe apni yeh geeli panty chahiye."
Geeti ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga. "Kya? Pagal ho gaye ho? Main... main kaise...?"
"Dena toh padega Madam, varna main yahi bus mein shor macha dunga ki Bank Manager Madam mere saath kya gul khila rahi thin," usne blackmail karte hue kaha, par uski aankhon mein hawas saaf thi.
Geeti ne charon taraf dekha. Bus lagbhag khali thi, par stop aane wala tha. Use pata tha ki yeh mard use aise hi nahi chhodega. Usne ek behad besharm faisla liya. Usne apni blue saree ko dhire se upar kheencha, itna ki uski gori jaanghein mazdoor ko dikhne lagin. Usne apne jism ko thoda lachkaya aur apni lace wali geeli panty ko dhire-dhire niche sarkaane lagi.
Slurp... Uski panty itni zyada geeli aur chip-chipi thi ki jab woh uski skin se alag hui, toh ek raseeli aawaaz aayi. Geeti ne apni dono taangein thodi kholi aur us mard ki hatheli par apni woh garam, raseeli aur badbudar (musky) panty rakh di.



Mazdoor ne woh geeli panty li aur turant use apne chehre par chipka liya. Usne Geeti ke us garm bahaav ki mehak ko gehri saans ke saath apne andar khincha aur use chaatne (lick) laga. "Uff... kya swad hai aapka, Madam!"

Geeti ka stop aa gaya tha. Woh bedamm halat mein khadi hui, apne pallu ko adjust kiya aur ladkhadate qadmon se bus se niche utar gayi. Usne piche mudkar nahi dekha, par use mehsoos ho raha tha ki uski saree ke niche ab woh nangi hai, bina kisi underwear ke, aur uska cum abhi bhi uski jaanghon par beh raha hai.




Geeti jab ghar pahunchi, toh darwaza Soham ne khola. Soham ne dekha ki Geeti ke chehre par ek ajeeb sa 'empty' look tha, jaise uska sab kuch loot chuka ho.
"Geeti? Itni late? Aur tumhari saree... yeh geela nishaan kaisa hai?" Soham ne jaan-boojhkar pucha, halanki woh sab samajh raha tha.
Geeti ne bina kuch kahe Soham ko gale lagaya aur uske kaan mein whisper kiya, "Soham... main... main bus mein apni panty de aayi hoon. Main nangi hoon niche se... aur main darr rahi hoon ki mujhe yeh 'gandagi' itni pasand kyun aa rahi hai."
Soham ne Geeti ki kamar ko kaskar pakda aur uski sone ki chain ko mehsoos kiya. "Kyunki tum ab 'DesiHotwife' ho, Geeti. Aur tumhari story par itne DMs aaye hain ki tum soch bhi nahi sakti. 
Geeti ne aankhein band kar lin. Woh darr rahi thi, par uski chut abhi bhi us mazdoor ke ehsaas se tadap rahi rahi thi.

[Shivani sharma]

One of the most erotic stories in last few years.

[qazmlp]

Awesome going.

[gaytri_mom]

Too erotic story

[exbiixossip2]

shandaaar mast update bro... par trupti ko to trupt karo... giti ko bhi adhoora chhod diya hai....

[Shabaz123]

Hot zabardast update

[Joker44]

Agli subah ki dhoop ghar ke living room mein aa rahi thi. Raat ke us toofan aur bus ke us gande hadse ke baad, subah ka mahaul thoda shant aur 'cozy' tha. Geeti ek aam, dhili-dhali, oversized t-shirt aur cotton ke shorts pehne hue rui (cushion) par piche tek lagaye baithi thi. Uske haath mein coffee ka mug tha, aur uski uljhi hui zulfen uske chehre par gir rahi thin. Soham bhi uske bagal mein baitha tha, apna phone check kar raha tha.
Geeti ki taangein Soham ki god mein thin, aur woh dono raat ki us madhoshi aur us bus wale mazdoor ki baatein dhimi aawaaz mein kar rahe the. Ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha—ek husband aur wife ke beech apne sabse gande raaz share karne ka sukoon.
Tabhi Soham ka phone bja. Screen par 'Mummy' flash ho raha tha.
Soham ne phone uthaya. "Haan Maa... kya? Aap log station par ho? Mumbai aa gaye? Seedha ghar aa rahe ho... theek hai, theek hai, aaiye."
Soham ne phone kaata aur uski aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. "Geeti... Mom aur Dad sheher mein hain. Woh log seedha yahan aa rahe hain, bas 15 minute mein pahunch jayenge!"
Geeti ka coffee ka mug hath se chhootne se baal-baal bacha. "Kya?! Abhi? Oh my god!"
Ek second pehle jo aurat 'Hotwife' banne ke sapne dekh rahi thi, woh ab achanak se ek ghabrayi hui bahu ban gayi. Geeti bed se aisi uchhli jaise current laga ho. "Soham, jaldi se living room saaf karo! Woh dildo aur wo gande kapde bathroom se hatao!"
Geeti bhagti hui bedroom mein gayi. Usne apne kapdon ki almirah kholi. Aaj use apni cleavage, apni back ya apni kamar nahi dikhani thi. Aaj use wahi purani 'sojwal' (sanskari) Geeti banna tha. Usne jaldi se ek traditional, bhari hui maroon cotton-silk ki saree nikali. Usne ek proper, high-neck blouse pehna aur saree ko aise bandha ki uske jism ka ek inch bhi expose na ho. Pallu ko kandhe par kaskar pin-up kar liya. Aaine ke saamne khade hokar usne apni maang mein lamba sindoor bhara, mathe par ek badi si maroon bindi lagayi, aur apne baalon ka ek neat juda (bun) bana liya.
Par ek gandi aadat jo usse nahi chhuti... usne saree ke andar petticoat toh pehna, par apni naabhi par bandhi woh sone ki kamarband (waist chain) nahi utari. Woh chain abhi bhi uski skin se chipki hui thi, ek chhupa hua raaz bankar, jo use har pal yaad dila raha tha ki is sanskari roop ke piche woh kitni gandi ho chuki hai.
Theek 15 minute baad doorbell baji.
Geeti ne jaldi se ek gehri saans li, apne chehre par ek masoom, aadarsh bahu wali muskurahat laayi aur darwaza khola.
Darwaze par uske saas-sasur khade the, aur unke theek piche khada tha ek lamba, dubla-patla, jawan ladka. Woh Soham ka chacha ka beta, Aditya tha.


"Namaste Mummy ji, Namaste Papa ji," Geeti ne aage badhkar bilkul aadarsh bahu ki tarah un dono ke pair chhue. Unhone aashirwad diya.
"Arre Bhabhi, aur main?" piche se ek behad energetic aur josh se bhari aawaaz aayi. Aditya aage aaya. Woh bees (20) saal ka jawan, fresh college graduate tha. Uske chehre par ek masoomiyat thi, par uski aankhon mein naye sheher aur azaadi ki chamak thi. Usne simple t-shirt aur jeans pehni thi.
"Hii Bhaiya! Hii Bhabhi!" Aditya ne ek chaudi muskurahat ke saath kaha.
"Aditya! Kaisa hai tu? Itna bada ho gaya," Geeti ne muskurate hue kaha, halanki uski nazrein thodi jhuki hui thin, bilkul ek sharmili bhabhi ki tarah.
Sab log living room mein aakar baith gaye. Aditya ki baten shuru ho gayin, woh bohut excited tha. "Bhaiya, mera B.Tech poora ho gaya aur mujhe yahi Nanded ke IT park mein job mil gayi hai! Ab se main yahi rahunga aapke hi sheher mein. Papa ne kaha ki pehle 2-3 din aapke paas ruk jaaun, jab tak mera PG ya flat final nahi ho jata."
Soham ne Geeti ki taraf ek ajeeb si teerchi nazar se dekha. Ghar mein ek 20 saal ka jawan ladka, jiska khoon poori tarah garm hai, woh unke saath rukne wala tha.
"Arre bilkul, yeh bhi koi poochne ki baat hai. Tu aaram se ruk," Soham ne muskura kar kaha.
Geeti jaldi se kitchen mein chali gayi chai aur nashta banane. Woh gas ke paas khadi thi, dudh ubalne ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Uski bhari saree uske jism ko poori tarah dhake hue thi, par andar hi andar use ajeeb si chulbulahat ho rahi thi. Kal hi usne 5000 logon ke samne apni nangi peeth dikhayi thi, aur kal hi usne ek mazdoor ko apni geeli panty di thi. Aur aaj? Aaj woh apne sasur aur ek 20 saal ke devar ke liye chai chhan rahi thi. Yeh 'dual life' (dohri zindagi) ka thriller Geeti ke nashe ko aur bada raha tha.
Tabhi kitchen ka darwaza dhakel kar Aditya andar aa gaya.
"Lao Bhabhi, main tray pakad leta hoon," Aditya ne masoomiyat se kaha aur Geeti ke bilkul bagal mein aakar khada ho gaya.
Geeti ne ek qadam piche liya. "Arre nahi Adi, tum baitho, main le aati hoon."


Aditya ne Geeti ki taraf dekha. Uski nazrein ek devar wali hi thin, par uski jawan aankhon ne Geeti ki us bhari saree aur uski bhari-bhari sanskari chhaati ko ek second ke liye ghoor liya. "Bhabhi... aap pehle se bhi zyada khoobsurat ho gayi hain. Kasam se, Bhaiya bohut lucky hain."
Aditya ka yeh innocent compliment tha, par Geeti, jiska dimaag ab ek 'Hotwife' ka ban chuka tha, uske pet mein ek gudi-gudi si hui. Uske kaano mein mazdoor aur 5000 followers ki gandi baatein goonjne lagin. Usne dhire se apni palke jhuka lin. "Shaitaan ho gaya hai tu... chal chai le ja."
Aditya tray lekar bahar chala gaya. Geeti ne ek gehri saans li aur apni kamarband ko saree ke upar se hi halke se dabaya. Uska jism is jawan, anjaan aur 'forbidden' (varjit) devar ki maujudgi se garm hone laga tha.
Living room mein aakar Geeti sasur ji ke paas sofe par simat kar baith gayi. Soham use continuously ghoor raha tha. Soham jaanta tha ki Geeti ki us bhari aur sanskari maroon saree ke andar wohi 'DesiHotwife_G' chhupi baithi hai jo kal raat machal rahi thi.
Mummy ji baten kar rahi thin, "Geeti beta, bank kaisa chal raha hai? Bahut mehnat padti hogi na?"
Geeti ne ek 'good girl' ki tarah aawaaz ko narm banate hue jawab diya, "Ji Mummy ji, thoda kaam hota hai... par Soham bohut support karte hain, toh sambhal jata hai."
Soham ne muskurate hue apna paair table ke niche se dhire se aage badhaya aur Geeti ki saree ke aakhiri chhor (border) ko halke se apne pairo se chhua. Geeti ka jism ainth gaya, par usne apne chehre par koi bhaav nahi aane diya.
Ek taraf Raghavan bank mein uske jism ko nochne ka intezaar kar raha tha, aur ab ghar mein ek 20 saal ka jawan aur bhookha intern jaisa devar, Aditya, unke saath rehne aa gaya tha. Geeti ki dohri zindagi ab aur bhi zyada khatarnak aur gandi hone wali thi.

Mumbai ki raftar aur uski garmi ke beech, Geeti ka ghar aaj ek adarsh 'parivar' ka namuna bana hua tha. Amrita bhi kitchen mein Geeti ka hath bataney aa gayi thi, aur dono behenein milkar sas-sasur ke liye unka pasandida khana bana rahi thin. Geeti ne apne hosh-o-hawaas par poora kabu rakha tha—uski baatein, uski muskurahat, aur uska vyavhar bilkul ek "Sojwal" (pavitra) bahu jaisa tha jo apne parivar ki har zaroorat ka khayal rakhti hai.
Dopehar ka khana khane ke baad, Mummy ji aur Papa ji thoda araam karne ke liye apne kamre mein chale gaye. Amrita bhi thodi der ke liye apne phone mein busy ho gayi. Living room mein ab sirf Soham aur Aditya baithe baatein kar rahe the.
Geeti ne dekha ki ab thoda 'safe' mahaul hai. Usne dheere se apne kandhe se pallu ki pin nikali aur use thoda 'loose' karke dubara kandhe par aise rakha ki woh bar-bar niche sarakne ki koshish kare. Uski maroon saree ke niche uska gora badan ab thoda saans lene laga tha.
"Adi, thoda thanda piyoge? Garmi bahut hai bahar," Geeti ne kitchen se awaz lagayi.
"Haan Bhabhi, kyun nahi!" Aditya ne utsaah (excitement) se kaha.
Geeti ne ek tray mein glass rakha aur bahar aayi. Jab woh Aditya ke paas pahunchi, toh usne jaan-boojhkar tray ko thoda niche rakha. Jaise hi woh Aditya ke samne jhuki (bended) drink dene ke liye, uska loose pallu thoda aur sarak gaya. Geeti ki bhari hui cleavage aur uski nangi, gori gardan ka gehra nazaara bilkul Aditya ki nazron ke samne tha.
Aditya, jo abhi naya-naya graduate hua tha aur Mumbai ki chaka-chondh dekh raha tha, apni Bhabhi ka yeh naya aur 'bold' avatar dekh kar bilkul laal (red) ho gaya. Usne turant apni nazrein churayi, par uski jawan aankhon ne woh nazaara kaid kar liya tha. Uska gala sookh gaya aur usne jhat se glass uthaya.
Geeti ne dekha ki Aditya ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi hain. Use samajh aa gaya ki uske is chhote se 'accident' ne is 20 saal ke ladke ke andar ek toofaan khada kar diya hai. Aditya ke chehre par wahi 'crush' wali vibe thi jo ek jawan devar ki apni sundar bhabhi ke liye hoti hai.


Geeti ne dikhawa kiya jaise usne kuch notice hi nahi kiya. Woh dheere se muskurayi (giggled) aur baal piche karte hue kitchen ki taraf nikal gayi. Uski payal ki awaz ne Aditya ke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa sangeet chhed diya tha.
Kitchen mein aakar Geeti ne ek gehri saans li. "Abhi toh sirf shuruat hai, Adi," usne apne mann mein socha. Uske jism mein ek ajeeb si thartharahat thi. Use maza aa raha tha ki ek taraf uska Boss uske piche hai, aur ab ghar mein hi ek masoom shikar taiyar ho raha hai.

Sham hote-hote, Mumbai ki baarish shuru ho gayi. Soham ne Geeti ko kitchen mein akele paakar piche se pakad liya.
"Maine dekha Adi kaise tumhe ghoor raha tha," Soham ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya. "Woh bechara toh pehli baar itni 'hot' bhabhi dekh raha hai."
Geeti ne piche mudkar Soham ki aankhon mein dekha. "Woh abhi bachha hai Soham... par haan, uska sharmana mujhe bada 'cute' lag raha hai."
Soham ne ek naughty smile di. "Bachha nahi hai, jawan hai. Aur Mumbai ki is barish mein, jab Mummy-Papa so jayenge, tab hum Adi ke saath ek 'chhota sa game' khelenge. Kya kehti ho?"
Geeti ne sharam se apni palke jhuka lin, par uska hath uski naabhi par bandhi sone ki chain par chala gaya.

Raat ke 12 baj chuke the. Mumbai ki baarish bahar khidkiyon par dastak de rahi thi, aur ghar ke andar ek ajeeb si zehreli khamoshi thi. Mummy-Papa apne kamre mein so chuke the, aur Amrita bhi apne room mein thi. Aditya living room ke bade se sofa-cum-bed par leta hua tha, par use neend nahi aa rahi thi. Uske dimaag mein baar-baar wahi dopahar wala nazaara ghoom raha tha—Bhabhi ki woh geheri cleavage aur unki payal ki jhankaar.
Soham ne bedroom mein Geeti ko ek 'Dare' diya tha. "Geeti, aaj raat Adi ko soney nahi dena hai. Par yaad rakhna, aisa kuch mat karna ki usey shak ho jaye. Bas usey tadpana hai... usey dikhao ki uski Bhabhi kitni 'careless' aur 'hot' hai."
Geeti ne ek behad patli, satin ki baby-pink nighty pehni thi. Nighty ka gala itna gehra tha ki uske ubhaar (breasts) aadhe se zyada bahar jhank rahe the. Sabse khatarnak baat yeh thi ki usne andar bra nahi pehni thi. AC ki thandak se uske sakht nipples saaf taur par nighty ke kapde ko cheer kar bahar 'poke' kar rahe the.
Geeti dhire se dabe paon living room mein aayi. Usne dekha Aditya mobile chala raha tha.


"Adi... soye nahi abhi tak?" Geeti ne behad narm aur madhosh aawaaz mein pucha aur uske bilkul saamne wale single sofa par baith gayi.

Aditya jhatke se uth kar baith gaya. "N-nahi Bhabhi, bas neend nahi aa rahi thi. Aap kyun jagi hain?" Usne koshish ki Geeti ki aankhon mein dekhne ki, par uski nazrein baar-baar un do 'points' par atak rahi thin jo nighty ke niche se usey ghoor rahe the.
"Bas, pyaas lagi thi toh socha tumse thodi baat kar loon," Geeti ne muskurate hue kaha. Usne ek pair doosre pair par chadhaya (cross-legged), jisse uski gori nangi jaanghein nighty ke niche se poori ujaagar ho gayin. "Aur sunao... Mumbai mein koi girlfriend banayi ya nahi? Itne handsome ho, koi toh hogi college mein?"
Aditya sharma gaya, uska chehra laal hone laga. "Nahi Bhabhi... abhi tak toh koi nahi hai. Bas padhai mein busy tha."
"Hmm... jhooth bol rahe ho," Geeti ne shararat se kaha aur apne baal upar karke unhe baandhne (tie her hair) ka natak karne lagi. Jaise hi usne dono haath upar uthaye, uski nighty upar khich gayi aur uske seene ke ubhaar aur bhi zyada tan gaye. Uske nipples nighty ke patle kapde par bilkul saaf ubhar kar aa gaye.


Aditya ka gala sookh gaya. Woh kisi hypnotized insaan ki tarah Bhabhi ke us jism ko dekh raha tha. Tabhi, plan ke mutabik, Geeti ne apne haath se hair clutcher (clip) niche gira diya.
"Oh fish! Gir gaya..." Geeti ne dhire se kaha aur wahi baite-baite niche jhuki (bended down) usey uthane ke liye.
Jaise hi woh jhuki, uski loose nighty ka V-neck gala poori tarah latak gaya. Aditya ke liye yeh nazaara kisi jannat se kam nahi tha. Uske thik saamne Bhabhi ki do badi, gori aur bhari hui chhaatiyan (boobs) thin, jo bina bra ke latak rahi thin. Usne dekha ki kaise unka gehra bhura rang (nipples) uski nazron ke thik saamne tharthara raha tha.
Aditya ka lund uski cotton shorts mein ek sakht boner ban kar khada ho gaya. Usey mehsoos ho raha tha ki uska pajama phat jayega. Woh darr raha tha, par woh apni nigaahein hata nahi pa raha tha.


Geeti ne clutcher uthaya aur upar aayi. Usne ek sarsari nazar Aditya ke shorts par daali aur wahan ubaal maarti hui uski mardangi (boner) ko dekh kar andar hi andar muskurayi. Usey pata chal gaya tha ki usne apna kaam kar diya hai.
"Chalo Adi, kaafi der ho gayi. So jao ab... warna kal office mein neend aayegi," Geeti ne uthte hue kaha. Usne jaan-boojhkar Aditya ke kandhe par halke se haath rakha aur thoda jhuk kar uske kaan ke paas kaha, "Goodnight, Adi... sweet dreams."
Geeti mudi aur apne bedroom ki taraf nikal gayi, uski payal ki chhunn-chhunn ne Aditya ki tadap ko aur badha diya.
Aditya wahi bed par akda hua reh gaya. Uski saansein tez thin aur uska haath apne aap apne pajama ki taraf jaane laga. Woh jaanta tha ki aaj raat usey apni Bhabhi ke isi 'V-neck' nazaare ke naam par khud ko shaant karna padega.
Bedroom mein jaate hi Soham ne darwaza lock kiya aur Geeti ko deewar se sata diya. "Maine sab dekha, Geeti. Woh ladka toh abhi tak kaanp raha hoga."
Geeti ne haanfte hue Soham ke gale mein haath dale. "Soham... woh kitna 'hard' ho gaya tha. Mujhe darr lag raha hai... par maza bhi aa raha hai."

Mumbai ki subah ki taazgi aur baarish ke baad ki thandi hawa ne ghar ka mahaul bada hi sukoon-bhara bana diya tha, lekin Geeti aur Aditya ke beech ek ankahi bechaini deewaron mein tair rahi thi.
Soham subah-subah apne Mummy-Papa ko unke kisi rishtedar ke yahan chhodne gaya tha, aur Amrita abhi tak apne kamre mein so rahi thi. Kitchen mein sirf Geeti thi, jo pink color ki ek cotton saree mein lipat kar nashta bana rahi thi. Raat ki us 'Naughty Pink Nighty' ki jagah ab is sanskari saree ne le li thi, par Aditya ke dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi 'v-neck' wala nazaara kisi film ki tarah chal raha tha.
Aditya kitchen ke darwaze par aakar khada ho gaya. Uska chehra thoda utra hua tha, shayad raat bhar ki us tadap aur neend na aane ki wajah se.
"Good morning, Bhabhi," usne thodi hichkichahat ke saath kaha.
Geeti mudi, uske chehre par wahi masoom 'Manager' wali muskurahat thi, jaise raat ko kuch hua hi na ho. "Good morning Adi! Arre, aaj toh badi jaldi uth gaye? Raat ko sweet dreams aaye ya nahi?" usne jaan-boojhkar shararat se pucha.
Aditya ka chehra ek pal mein tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya. Usne apni nazrein churayi aur kitchen ke counter par rakhe seb (apple) se khelne laga. "Ji... aaye toh the. Par Mumbai ki garmi thodi zyada hai na, toh neend baar-baar khul rahi thi."
Geeti dhire se hansi. "Garmi toh hai, Adi. Par Mumbai mein rehna hai toh aadat daalni padegi." Woh uske paas aayi aur uske haath se seb lekar kaatne lagi. Uske paas aate hi uski wahi mehak Aditya ke hosh udane lagi. Aditya ne notice kiya ki Bhabhi ne aaj saree thodi kaskar baandhi hai, par unki kamar par woh sone ki chain halke se hil rahi thi.
"Adi, tumne mera number save kiya ya nahi?" Geeti ne achanak pucha. "Tum naye ho sheher mein, kahin rasta bhatak gaye ya koi kaam hua toh mujhe call kar sakte ho. Soham toh aksar meetings mein busy rehta hai."
Aditya ne turant apna phone nikaala. "Nahi Bhabhi, abhi kar leta hoon."
Geeti ne apna number bataya aur Aditya ne 'Geeti Bhabhi ' naam se save kar liya. Number save karte hi Aditya ne ek baar phir Geeti ki taraf dekha. Woh ab uske liye sirf ek badi behen jaisi bhabhi nahi rahi thi, balki woh ek aisi aurat ban chuki thi jisne uske jawan khoon mein aag laga di thi.
"Bhabhi, main aaj PG dekhne ja raha hoon..." Aditya ne thoda udas hokar kaha. "Shayad kal-parso tak shift ho jaun."
Geeti ne kaam roka aur Aditya ki aankhon mein dekha. "Itni jaldi kya hai? Jab tak achha PG nahi milta, yahi ruko na. Humein bhi achha lagega." Usne Aditya ke baazu par halke se haath rakha. Us sparsh (touch) ne Aditya ke poore jism mein ek current dauda diya.
Tabhi bahar se gaadi ki aawaaz aayi. Soham wapas aa gaya tha.
"Adi! Taiyar ho? Chalo, aaj tumhara PG final kar dete hain," Soham ne hall se aawaaz lagayi.
Aditya ne ek aakhiri baar Geeti ki taraf dekha. Geeti ne use ek 'wink' kiya (aankh maari) jo itni fast thi ki agar koi aur hota toh dekh nahi paata. Aditya ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Woh Soham ke saath nikal gaya, par uska dimaag aur uska phone ab Geeti ke raaz se jud chuka tha.

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Dopehar ka waqt tha aur bank ki AC ki thandak ke beech Geeti apne cabin mein baithi files check kar rahi thi. Aaj usne ek kaafi 'decent' aur sadharan si cotton saree pehni thi, pallu ko kaskar pin kiya hua tha—bilkul ek zimmedar manager ki tarah. Par is shareef libaas ke niche, uski gori naabhi par bandhi woh sone ki kamarband (waist chain) har saans ke saath uski skin ko chhoo rahi thi, use yaad dila rahi thi ki woh andar se kitni gandi ho chuki hai.
Kaam ke beech uska dimaag bhatakne laga. Usne apna personal phone nikaala aur apna woh 'Secret' private account khola. Jaise hi usne notifications check kiye, uski saans atak gayi.
Uske purane photos aur kal raat ke live stream ke screenshots par hazaron gande comments aur dirty replies ki baadh aayi hui thi.
 * "Iska badan dekh kar lagta hai iski chut kitni pyaasi hogi."
 * "I want to rip that saree and see what's underneath."
 * "Manager Ma'am, ek baar mil lo... poori raat bistar par kutti bana kar chodunga."
Geeti ne ek-ek comment padha. Woh 'dirty words' padh kar uski chut mein ek tez chulbulahat hone lagi. Woh itni zyada garm (horny) ho gayi ki usne cabin ka darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Usne kursi par piche tek lagayi aur apni aankhein band kar lin.
Uska dimaag use wapas us bus wale safar mein le gaya. Woh pehli baar tha jab Soham ke alawa kisi anjaan, gande aur raas (raw) mard ne use chhua tha. Us mazdoor ke wo matti se sane khurdure haath, uski wo sasti smell, aur jis tarah usne bus ki seat par hi Geeti ki panty ke upar se use ragad kar jhadwa (cum) diya tha... woh ehsaas Geeti ke dimaag se nikal hi nahi raha tha.
"Kya mujhe kisi se milna chahiye?" usne khud se sawal kiya.


Uska ek hissa darr raha tha, par doosra hissa ab poori tarah se 'explore' karna chahta tha. Woh ab sirf screen ke piche se dikhane se thak chuki thi. Use woh asli dard, woh asli mardana garmi aur woh 'dirty experience' chahiye tha jo sirf ek anjaan mard hi de sakta tha. Use khayal aaya ki agar koi use kisi saste hotel ke kamre mein le jaye, uski saree faad de, aur use ek ra*di ki tarah use kare... toh use kaisa lagega?
Usne apna haath dhire se apni saree ke pallu ke niche dala aur apne nange pet par ungliyan pherne lagi. Uska jism abhi se kaanp raha tha. Woh 'confusion' mein thi, par uski hawas uske darr par bhari pad rahi thi.
"Mujhe dekhna hai ki jab koi anjaan mard mujhe sach mein nochta hai, toh kaisa lagta hai," usne haanfte hue bud-budaya. Usne faisla kiya ki woh ab sirf 'virtual' nahi rahegi. Woh kisi aise shakhs ko dhundegi jo use woh 'raw aur dirty' maza de sake jo Soham ki 'planning' mein shayad kahin kho gaya tha.
Uski panty abhi se geeli aur chip-chipi hone lagi thi. Cabin ki khamoshi mein use sirf apni tez dhadkan sunayi de rahi thi. Geeti ab ek aisi daldal mein utarne ke liye taiyar thi jahan se wapsi ka koi rasta nahi tha.

Shaam ki Mumbai ki bheed bhari bus mein Geeti ki nazrein us gande 'majdoor' ko dhoond rahi thin. Uska jism bank ki us thandi kursi par baithe-baithe itna garam ho chuka tha ki woh chahti thi ki wahi mard dubaara aaye, uska hath pakde aur use kisi andheri gali mein le jaakar uski saree taar-taar kar de. Par aaj woh wahan nahi tha. Geeti ek ajeeb si chulbulahat aur adhurepan ke saath ghar pahunchi.
Ghar ka mahaul kaafi raunak bhara tha. Aditya ka PG final ho gaya tha, jo wahan se kuch hi kilometer ki doori par tha. Soham, Amrita aur Aditya sab hall mein baithe 'gupshup' kar rahe the. Kal se Adi wahan nahi hoga, is khayal ne ghar mein ek naya excitement aur thodi udaasi bhar di thi.
Geeti ne kitchen mein jaakar Adi ki pasand ka khana banana shuru kiya. Usne maroon rang ki ek cotton saree pehni thi, par aaj usne blouse ke niche kuch nahi pehna tha—uska seena bina kisi kaid ke us kapde ke niche azaad tha. Jab woh rotiyan bel rahi thi, toh uske badan ki garmi aur kitchen ki aag milkar use paseene se bhigo rahi thin.
Aditya baar-baar kitchen ke chakkar laga raha tha. Woh Geeti ko chori-chori dekh raha tha. Uske dimaag mein kal raat ka wo 'V-neck' wala nazaara aur bhabhi ke wo nange nipples abhi bhi aag laga rahe the. Geeti ne notice kiya ki Adi uske paas aate hi restless (bechain) ho jata hai. Uska chehra laal ho jata aur uski nazrein Geeti ki patli kamar aur us sone ki chain par atak jaati thin jo saree ke halka sarakne par jhalak uthti thi.
"Bhabhi... kal se toh mujhe hostel ka ganda khana khana padega," Adi ne udas hokar kitchen ke counter ke paas khade hokar kaha.
Geeti ne piche mudkar use dekha. Usne dekha ki wo 'bachha' uske husn ki aag mein jal raha hai. Uska jawan lund uski jeans mein kaskar ek ubhaar bana raha tha. Geeti ko us par taras bhi aaya aur maza bhi. Usne socha, "Ye bechara kal ja raha hai... kyun na ise thoda khush kar diya jaye? Ye toh ghar ka bachha hai, iska haq banta hai."
"Arre Adi, pareshan kyun hote ho? Tumhara PG paas hi toh hai. Jab mann kare aa jaana, main tumhe apne hath se khilungi," Geeti ne behad raseeli aawaaz mein kaha.
Woh Adi ke bilkul kareeb aayi, itni kareeb ki uske jism ki mehak aur uske bina-bra wale seene ki garmi Adi ko mehsoos hone lagi. Geeti ne jaan-boojhkar apna gora hath Adi ke gaal par phera. "Aur agar khane ke alawa kuch aur chahiye ho... toh bhabhi ko call kar dena, bhulna mat."


Adi ki saans atak gayi. Usne dekha ki Geeti ki saree ka pallu thoda niche sarak gaya hai, jisse uske gaur-varn (fair) ubhaar ka upari hissa saaf dikh raha tha. Geeti ne uski aankhon mein dekha aur ek aisi shaitani muskurahat di jo sirf ek 'dirty' aurat hi de sakti hai.
Raat ka khana sabne maze se khaya, par Adi ka dhyaan sirf Geeti ke har move par tha. Woh jab bhi paani dene jhukti ya roti parosne ke liye aage aati, Adi ka boner aur bhi sakht ho jata. Geeti ko maza aa raha tha use tadpane mein. Use lag raha tha ki Raghavan aur us majdoor ke pehle, kyun na is 'ghar ke mard' se hi apna naya khel shuru kiya jaye.


"Adi, aaj raat ki packing mein main tumhari madad karungi...  Geeti ne dhire se uske kaan mein kaha jab woh thali utha rahi thi.
Adi ne sirf sar hilaya.

Raat ke 1 baj rahe the. Pura ghar khamoshi ki chadar odhe so raha tha, lekin living room mein halchal thi. Aditya ke suitcase khule pade the aur Geeti uski packing mein madad kar rahi thi.
Geeti ne wahi behad patli, satin ki blue nighty pehni thi jo uske jism par kisi doosri chamdi ki tarah chipki hui thi. Is bar bhi usne andar bra nahi pehni thi. AC ki thandak aur Aditya ki maujudgi ne uske seene ko aur bhi sakht kar diya tha—uske nipples nighty ke kapde ko cheer kar bahar jhank rahe the, jaise Aditya ko dawat de rahe hon.
Geeti ko pata tha ki yeh galat hai, par uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa 'pity' (taras) tha. Use lag raha tha ki yeh masoom bachha kal se hostel ke us gande kamre mein akela rahega, na koi khayal rakhne wala hoga, na koi pyar dene wala. Usne socha, "Bechara Adi... kal se toh taras jayega. Chalo, aaj ise thoda 'khush' karke bhejti hoon." Lekin yeh 'khushi' dene ka tareeqa behad ganda aur taboo tha.
"Adi, yeh shirts yahan side mein rakh do," Geeti ne jhukte hue kaha. Jaise hi woh suitcase ke upar jhuki (bended low), uski loose nighty ka gala poori tarah latak gaya.
Aditya, jo bagal mein baitha socks fold kar raha tha, uska dimaag sanna gaya. Uske thik saamne Bhabhi ke do bhari, gore aur bina-bra wale seene (boobs) kisi jhule ki tarah hawa mein latak rahe the. Usne dekha ki kaise unka gehra rang uski nazron ke thik saamne tharthara raha tha. Aditya ka lund uski cotton shorts mein ek lohe ki rod ki tarah sakht (hard boner) ho gaya.

Geeti ne tirchi nazar se Aditya ke pajama ki taraf dekha. Wahan ek bada sa ubhaar saaf dikh raha tha. Use excitement ho rahi thi ki ek 20 saal ka jawan 'bachha' uske jism ko dekh kar pagal ho raha hai.
"Kya hua Adi? Itne restless kyun ho rahe ho?" Geeti ne masoomiyat ka natak karte hue pucha aur apna gora haath 'unintentionally' Aditya ki jaangh par rakha.
Aditya ki saans atak gayi. Geeti ki hatheli ki garmi uski skin ko jala rahi thi. "K-kuch nahi Bhabhi... bas neend aa rahi hai."
"Jhooth mat bolo... tumhari dhadkan toh kuch aur hi keh rahi hai," Geeti ne raseeli aawaaz mein kaha. Woh aur bhi kareeb aayi, itni kareeb ki uske nange nipples Aditya ke baazu (arm) se halke se ragad (graze) kha gaye.
Aditya ka poora jism kaanp utha. Geeti ne dekha ki Aditya ki aankhon mein hawas aur sharam ka ek ajeeb mixture tha. Usne socha, "Ise thoda aur tadpati hoon... yeh yaad rakhega ki Mumbai mein iski ek bhabhi hai."
Geeti ne ek tshirt uthayi aur use suitcase mein rakhne ke liye phir se Aditya ke upar se aage ki taraf jhuki. Is baar usne jaan-boojhkar apna seena Aditya ke kandhe par tika diya. Bina bra ke un gore ubhaaron ki narmi aur un sakht nipples ki chubhan ne Aditya ka dimaag sunn kar diya.


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"Adi... hostel mein dhyan rakhna apna. Kahin koi gandi ladki tumhe fasa na le," Geeti ne uske kaan ke paas whisper kiya. Uske muh se nikalti garm saans Aditya ke kaan mein aag laga rahi thi.
Geeti ne dhire se apna haath niche kiya aur suitcase se kuch nikaalte waqt uski kohni (elbow) Aditya ke sakht boner se zor se takrayi. Aditya ke muh se ek dabi hui siski nikli—"Ahhh... Bhabhi..."
Geeti ne use ek aisi nazar se dekha jo 'hot' aur 'dirty' ka perfect combination thi. Usne dekha ki Aditya ka pajama uski mardangi se phatne ko taiyar hai.
"Oops! Sorry Adi... lag gayi kya?" Geeti ne muskura kar kaha. Usne apna kaam khatam kiya aur suitcase band kar diya. Woh khadi hui aur apni nighty ko thoda thik kiya, jisse uski gori naabhi aur kamarband halke se chamak uthi.


"Chalo, packing ho gayi. Ab so jao... sweet dreams," Geeti ne kaha aur Aditya ke sar par hath phera, par uski ungliyan halke se uske gardan ke piche raseeli ragad de gayi.
Geeti dabe paon apne bedroom ki taraf nikal gayi. Uski payal ki chhunn-chhunn ne sannaate mein ek ajeeb nasha ghol diya tha.

Piche Aditya wahi sofa par akda hua reh gaya. Uska poora jism tharthara (shaking) raha tha. Geeti ke us bina-bra wale badan ki garmi uske dimaag mein chadh chuki thi. Jaise hi bedroom ka darwaza band hua, Aditya ne apna haath apne pajama ke andar daal diya. Geeti ka wo jhuka hua badan, wo latakte hue gore seene, aur wo nipples... Aditya ne apni aankhein band kar lin aur Geeti ka khayal karte hue khud ko jhatke (stroking) dena shuru kiya.
Us raat Aditya ne hostel jaane se pehle apni Bhabhi ke naam ki aisi 'dirty' bali chadhayi jise woh zindagi bhar nahi bhul sakta tha.
Bedroom ke andar, Geeti ne darwaze se kaan laga kar Aditya ki bhari saansein suni aur apni geeli 'chut' par hath rakh kar muskurayi. Usne ek 'bachhe' ko mard bana diya tha.

Bathroom ka darwaza andar se lock hote hi Aditya ne ek gehri, kampkapati hui saans chhodi. Uska poora jism abhi bhi tharthara raha tha. Geeti bhabhi ke us bina-bra wale badan ki garmi, unka jhuka hua seena, aur wo nipples jo nighty ke paar se uske kandhe ko chhoo gaye the—woh sab Aditya ke dimaag mein ek aag bankar dhuaan utha rahe the.
Usne thande farsh par baithkar apna smartphone nikaala. Hath kaanp rahe the jab usne messaging app khola aur Geeti bhabhi ki profile check ki.
Geeti ki DP (Profile Picture) wahi purani thi, par Aditya ki nazron ke liye woh ab bilkul badal chuki thi. Us photo mein Geeti ne ek light green saree pehni thi, baalon ka juda banaya tha aur ek pyaari si manager wali muskurahat de rahi thi. Par Aditya ko us 'shareef' photo ke piche wahi aurat dikh rahi thi jisne abhi-abhi use living room mein tadpaya tha. Use yaad aaya ki kaise unka gora seena hawa mein latak raha tha jab woh suitcase ke upar jhuki thin.
"Uff... Bhabhi... aap kya cheez ho," Aditya ne dabi aawaaz mein bud-budaya.
Usne apne pajama ka naada dhila kiya aur apni sakht mardangi ko bahar nikaal liya. Uska lund kisi garam lohe ki rod ki tarah laal aur fann-fannaya hua tha. Usne Geeti ki DP ko zoom kiya, unki aankhon mein dekha, aur apna haath tezi se chalana (shagging) shuru kar diya.


Uske band aankhon ke peeche ab sirf Geeti thi. Woh imagine kar raha tha ki Geeti bhabhi wahi bathroom mein uske samne nangi khadi hain, unki maroon saree farsh par padi hai, aur woh apni wahi raseeli aawaaz mein use 'Adi... Adi...' keh kar bula rahi hain. Use mehsoos ho raha tha jaise Bhabhi ke wo bhari-bhari nange seene uske chehre par ragad kha rahe hain.
"Ahhh... Bhabhi... aur... aur tezz..." Aditya ki saansein ukhadne lagin.
Uska haath ab be-reham ho chuka tha. Woh us har ek pal ko yaad kar raha tha jab Bhabhi ki kohni uske boner se takrayi thi. Uska dimaag gande khayalon se bhar gaya tha—woh imagine kar raha tha ki woh Geeti bhabhi ko unki isi nighty mein khatiya par patak kar unka saara 'Manager' wala guroor nichod raha hai.
Achanak, uske jism mein ek bijli si daudi. Uska nichla hissa ainthne (cramp) laga aur uska poora badan akad gaya.
"Bhabhiiiiii!" ek dabi hui cheekh uske gale se nikli.
Aur phir... ek behad bhari aur jordaar burst (big burst/ejaculation) hua. Aditya ka garam ras kaware tile par aur uske hatho par pichkariyon ki tarah chhootne laga. Woh itna zyada tha ki Aditya ka seena buri tarah upar-neeche hone laga. Usne apna sar thandi deewar par tika diya, uska poora jism paseene se lathpath tha aur woh haanf raha tha.
Geeti bhabhi ne use hostel jaane se pehle ek aisa nasha de diya tha jiske bina woh ab ek pal bhi nahi reh sakta tha.
Usne jaldi se sab saaf kiya, apne kapde thik kiye aur dabe paon hall mein aakar apne sofa-bed par let gaya. Uska jism ab thak kar choor ho chuka tha, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi Geeti ki payal ki chhunn-chhunn goonj rahi thi. Kuch hi minton mein, woh gehri neend mein so gaya, sapne mein phir se apni 'Dirty Bhabhi' ko dekhne ke liye.

Subah ki pehli kiran ke saath Aditya ka samaan gaadi mein rakha gaya. Soham aur Geeti use uske naye PG chhodne ja rahe the. Geeti ne aaj fir se ek bahut hi 'proper' saree pehni thi, par Aditya jab bhi unki taraf dekhta, use wahi nanga badan yaad aata.
Aditya ne apna kamra dekha, samaan set kiya. Soham ne use kuch paise diye aur samjhaya.
"Chalo Adi, apna khayal rakhna," Soham ne kaha.
Geeti aage badhi aur Aditya ko gale lagaya (hugged him). Yeh hug sabke samne tha, ek bhabhi ka devar ke liye pyar, par Aditya ne mehsoos kiya ki Geeti ne uske seene ko thoda zyada zor se apne ubhaaron se dabaya hai.


"Phone karte rehna... aur jab mann kare, ghar aa jaana," Geeti ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya.
Aditya ne unhe jaate hue dekha. Uske haath mein uska phone tha, jisme Geeti ka number ab ek 'bomb' ki tarah tha jo kabhi bhi phat sakta tha.

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Geeti and low class old man please

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Amazing and erotic at the same time.

[Shabaz123]

Superb bohot hi mast update diya bhai

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Mumbai ki baarish ab thami thi, par ghar ke andar ki garmi badhti ja rahi thi. Bedroom mein madham roshni thi aur Geeti, Soham ki mazboot baahon mein simti hui thi. Dono ek-doosre ke jism ki garmi mehsoos kar rahe the. Soham ka ek haath Geeti ki nangi kamar par tha, jahan woh sone ki chain uski ungliyon se ragad kha rahi thi.

Geeti ne apna sar Soham ke seene par rakha aur behad dhime, sharmile (shy) lehze mein kaha, "Soham... main aaj bank mein aur bus mein jo hua, uske baare mein soch rahi thi. Mera dimaag ab kuch aur hi chahta hai."
Soham ne uski thodi (chin) upar uthayi aur uski aankhon mein dekha. "Kya chahta hai Geeti? Saaf kaho."
Geeti ne apni palke jhuka lin. "Main... main ab ready hoon. Main kisi se milna chahti hoon. Woh virtual duniya, wo live stream... woh sab theek hai, par ab mujhe kisi ki 'asli' mardangi mehsoos karni hai. Par Soham, main bahut sharma rahi hoon. Main kisi jaan-pehchaan wale ke samne nahi ja sakti... mujhe darr lagta hai ki koi meri izzat na uchhal de."
Soham ne Geeti ki baat sunkar ek shaitani muskurahat di. Usne Geeti ke chehre ko apne hathon mein bhara aur use ek gehra, slurpy aur geela chumban (deep slurpy kiss) diya. Kamre mein sirf unke honton ke judne aur alag hone ki 'slurp-slurp' aur 'smack' ki aawaazein goonj rahi thin. Geeti ke muh se ek mithi siski (moan) nikli aur woh Soham ke upar aur bhi kaskar chadh gayi.
"Mmmhh... Soham... stop..." Geeti ne haanfte hue kaha, uski saansein phool rahi thin.
Soham ne uske kaan ke paas whisper kiya, "Toh suno mera plan. Kal raat hum sheher ke sabse bade aur posh Pub mein jayenge. Tum wahan sabse 'dirty' aur 'bold' dress pehan kar chalogi. Main tumhe ek table par akela chhod dunga aur khud bar ke doosre kone mein baithkar tumhe 'watch' karunga."
Geeti ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. "Akela? Par Soham... wahan toh sab anjaan honge. Agar kisi ne badtameezi ki toh?"
Soham ne uske labon ko phir se halka sa choosa. "Wahi toh maza hai, Geeti. Jab tum wahan akeli baithi hogi, apni drink sip kar rahi hogi, toh koi na koi mard—jo tumhe dekh kar pagal ho raha hoga—woh zaroor approach karega. Tumhe bas dekhna hai ki woh tumhe kaise dekhta hai, kaise baat karta hai. Agar tumhe woh pasand aaya, toh tum aage badhna. Main door se sab dekh raha hunga. You are safe with me, par tumhari 'vulnerability' hi un mardon ko tumhare paas layegi."
Geeti soch mein pad gayi. Uska jism is khayal se hi geela hone laga tha ki koi anjaan mard, jo shayad koi bada businessman ya kaminu (stud) ho, woh uske paas aayega aur use seduce karne ki koshish karega.
"Soham... kya tum sach mein comfortable ho? Main kisi aur ke saath baat karungi, shayad woh mujhe chhuye bhi... kya tumhe bura nahi lagega?" Geeti ne pucha, uski aawaaz mein thodi fikar thi.
Soham ne use phir se kaskar chumma, is baar kiss aur bhi wild aur erotic tha. "Bura? Geeti, jab koi anjaan mard tumhare is gore badan par hath dalega, toh mujhe jo 'kick' milegi, woh main bayaan nahi kar sakta. Main chahta hoon ki tum poore Mumbai ki sabse 'wanted' aurat bano."
Geeti ne dhire se apna sar hila diya. Woh darr rahi thi, par uski 'chut' mein machalti chulbulahat use is adventure ke liye taiyar kar rahi thi. Use explore karna tha, use dekhna tha ki anjaan mardon ki nazron mein uske liye kitni hawas hai.
"Theek hai... main taiyar hoon," Geeti ne sharmate hue haan keh di.
Soham ne use bed par patka aur uski nighty upar karne laga. "Toh phir kal ki raat 'DesiHotwife' ka asli debut hoga. Aaj raat main tumhe taiyar karunga... taaki kal tum wahan kisi ko bhi apni ungliyon par nacha sako."
Raat bhar bedroom se Geeti ki siskiyan aur Soham ke 'slurpy' chumbano ki aawaazein aati rahin. Geeti ka dimaag ab kal raat ke us anjaan mard ke khayal mein dooba hua tha jo use pub mein milne wala tha.

Agle din sham ko, ghar mein ek ajeeb sa excitement tha. Soham ne Geeti ke liye ek 'special' outfit nikaala tha—ek behad choti black sequence dress jiska gala itna gehra tha ki Geeti ke ubhaar aadhe bahar dikhne wale the.
Geeti aaine ke samne khadi thi, apne jism ko nihar rahi thi. Aaj woh 'Bank Manager' nahi thi, aaj woh sirf ek 'shikaar' (bait) thi jo Mumbai ki night-life mein mardon ko fasaney ja rahi thi.
"Soham, main bahut nervous hoon," Geeti ne kaha, jab woh apni high heels pehan rahi thi.
Soham ne uske piche aakar uski nangi peeth par kiss kiya. "Daro mat. Main hamesha tumhari nazron ke samne rahunga. Bas enjoy karo... aur dekho ki aaj raat tumhara naseeb tumhe kis mard ke paas le jata hai."




Mumbai ki raat abhi nayi thi, par Lower Parel ke ek posh rooftop pub — **Aer** — mein already vibrant energy tha. 30th floor par khula hua space, city ki chamakti lights aur Bandra-Worli Sea Link ka breathtaking view, dim golden-amber lighting, soft lounge music jo dheere-dheere thodi EDM mix ho rahi thi. Hawa mein expensive perfume, whiskey aur cigar ka mild mix tha.

Geeti ne apni short black sequin dress pehni thi — itni choti aur figure-hugging ki har step par uske gore, toned thighs chamak rahe the. Deep plunging neckline mein uske ubhaar aadhe se zyada dikh rahe the, dress ka back almost nonexistent tha, sirf ek thin gold chain uski nangi peeth par latak rahi thi. High stilettos, light smokey makeup, aur gehre red lipstick ne usko bilkul hi ek seductive hotwife jaisa look de diya tha. Woh bank manager nahi, aaj woh pure Mumbai ki night-life ka sabse attractive bait thi.

Soham ne usko ek corner table par baitha diya — ek single high table jahan se pura bar area dikh raha tha, par table thoda secluded bhi tha. Usne Geeti ke kaan mein whisper kiya, “Main bar ke uss side par baithunga. Drink sip karo, relax karo… aur enjoy the attention.” Phir woh door chala gaya, par uski nazar Geeti par hi thi.

Geeti akeli baith gayi. Uski saansein tez ho rahi thin. Woh apna Cosmopolitan glass haath mein pakde hue thi, lekin uski ungliyan glass ko itna tight pakad rahi thin ki knuckles white ho rahe the. Pub mein logon ki nazrein dheere-dheere uski taraf mudne lagi thin.

Ek group of young corporate guys bar par khade the — unme se ek ne doosre ko elbow maara aur dheere se kaha, “Bhai, dekha usko? Black dress wali… lag rahi hai koi Bollywood actress ho.”  
Doosra hans diya, “Actress nahi yaar… woh toh bilkul ready lag rahi hai aaj raat ke liye.”

Table ke paas se guzarte hue ek middle-aged businessman ne apni wife ke saath jaate hue bhi Geeti ko ek lambi nazar daali — uski aankhon mein clear lust tha. Geeti ne notice kiya aur uska chehra halka laal ho gaya. Uski chut mein ek chhoti si current daud gayi.

Woh apni thighs cross karke baithi thi, dress aur upar chadh gayi thi, fair skin aur smooth legs almost sabko dikh rahe the. Gold waist chain (jo Soham ne usko pehnaya tha) dress ke niche se halki si jhalak de rahi thi. Har baar jab woh apna glass uthati, uske breasts thoda sa jiggle karte the, aur kai logon ki nazrein wahan atak jaati thin.



Tabhi… pehla stranger approach kiya.

Woh lagbhag 35-36 saal ka tha — tall, well-built, sharp jawline, thodi si salt-pepper beard, aur expensive charcoal suit mein. Lag raha tha koi high-profile businessman ya real-estate tycoon ho. Uske haath mein Old Monk aur Coke ka glass tha. Woh confident steps se Geeti ke table ke paas aaya aur dheere se muskurate hue bola,

“Excuse me… aap akeli baithi hain toh lag raha hai aapko company ki zarurat hai. Mind if I join you for a few minutes?”

Geeti ne upar dekha. Aadmi ki aankhein uske cleavage par se guzar kar uski aankhon tak pahunchi thin. Uski awaaz deep aur smooth thi, confidence se bhari hui. Geeti ka dil zor se dhadka. Woh sharma gayi, palkein jhuka li, par usne dheere se sar hila diya — permission dete hue.

“Hi… main Geeti,” usne sharmate hue kaha, awaaz mein thodi si halki si kampan thi.

“Arjun,” usne apna naam bataya aur chair khinch kar baith gaya. Uski nazar Geeti ke chehre se neeche utar kar uske ubharon, phir uski exposed thighs par ghum gayi. “Aaj raat aap yahan pehle baar lagi hain? Kyunki itni beautiful lady ko main pehle notice karta toh yaad rehta.”

Geeti ne halka sa muskurate hue apna drink sip kiya. Uski ungliyan glass par tremble kar rahi thin. “Haan… pehli baar. Mere… husband ne suggest kiya tha yahan aane ke liye.”

Arjun ki eyebrow upar uth gayi. “Husband? Aur woh aapko akela chhod kar kahan hai?” Usne dheere se haskar poocha, lekin uski smile mein clear mischievous spark tha.

Geeti ne sirf muskurakar shoulder shrug kiya. Uski fair skin abhi bhi blush se laal thi. Arjun ne apna glass table par rakha aur dheere se aage jhuk kar bola,

“Toh Geeti… aap aise dress mein akeli baithi hain, toh lagta hai aap bhi kuch… excitement dhoondh rahi hain aaj raat. Main galat toh nahi samajh raha na?”

Uski awaaz ab aur intimate ho gayi thi. Usne apna haath table par rakh diya, bilkul Geeti ke haath ke paas. Geeti ne Soham ki taraf ek quick nazar daali — Soham bar par baitha tha, drink haath mein, aur ek intense, aroused smile ke saath pura scene dekh raha tha.

Geeti ki saansein ab aur tez ho rahi thin. Uski chut already wet hone lagi thi is simple conversation se hi.

Geeti ne apni palkein jhukaye rakhi thin. Arjun ki baat sun kar uske gaal aur bhi gehre laal ho gaye. Woh dheere se apna Cosmopolitan glass uthayi aur ek chhoti si sip li, taaki apni saanson ko sambhal sake. Uski ungliyan glass ke stem par thodi si kaanp rahi thin.
Arjun ne uski nervousness notice ki aur muskurate hue peeche hat gaya thoda, pressure na daalte hue. Uski awaaz ab aur mulayam aur respectful ho gayi thi.
“Sorry… maine shayad thoda direct bol diya. Aap itni sundar hain aur akeli baithi hain toh mann kiya baat karne ka. Agar aapko uncomfortable feel ho raha hai toh main chala jaata hoon. No pressure at all.”
Geeti ne jhat se upar dekha. Uski aankhon mein sharm aur ek chhoti si relief thi. “Nahi… aap… aap baithiye. Bas main… bahut nervous hoon. Aise public jagah par akeli baithna… mera habit nahi hai.”
Arjun ne dheere se smile kiya aur apna glass utha kar halka sa sip kiya. “Samajh sakta hoon. Pehli baar hota hai toh dar lagta hi hai. Main Arjun Sharma hoon, real estate mein kaam karta hoon. Aur aap? Kya karti hain Geeti?”
Geeti ne halke se apne lips ko geela kiya aur dheere se bola, “Main… bank mein manager hoon. Daily office, meetings… bahut normal life. Aaj… aaj kuch alag try karne ka mann kiya.”


Uski awaaz mein sharmili si halki si kampan thi. Jab woh baat kar rahi thi, uski deep neckline mein ubhaar dheere se saath-saath hil rahe the. Arjun ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahan atak gayi, phir turant uski aankhon par wapas aa gayi. Woh clearly control kar raha tha apne aap ko.
“Bank manager?” Arjun ne impressed tone mein kaha. “Toh aap bahut intelligent aur independent hain. Phir aaj yahan aane ka kya reason? Koi celebration?”
Geeti ne apni thighs aur tightly cross kar li. Dress ka hemline thoda aur upar chadh gaya tha, uski fair, smooth thighs aur silver anklet ki chamak dikh rahi thi. Woh apni dress ko halke se neeche khinchne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin woh chhoti dress thi — zyada kuch cover nahi ho raha tha.
“Woh… mera husband ne suggest kiya,” Geeti ne bahut dheere se, almost whisper mein kaha. “Woh… yahin kahin hai. Door se dekh raha hoga.”
Arjun ki eyebrow halki si upar uthi, lekin usne koi badi reaction nahi di. Sirf ek samajhdar muskurahat aayi uske chehre par.
“Toh aap yahan… thoda adventure dhoondhne aayi hain?” usne mulayam awaaz mein poocha, bina kisi judgment ke.
Geeti ne sirf sar hila diya, aankhein neeche. Uska chehra ab poora laal tha. Uski chut mein ek halki si geeli chulbulahat ho rahi thi is simple, respectful baat-cheet se hi. Arjun ka confidence, uski deep awaaz, aur yeh baat ki woh usko pressure nahi de raha tha — sab kuch usko aur nervous aur excited bana raha tha.
Arjun ne table par apna haath rakha, lekin Geeti ke haath se kaafi door. “Geeti, aap bahut beautiful hain. Aur aapki yeh sharm… sach mein attractive hai. Agar aap chahein toh hum sirf baat kar sakte hain. Drink enjoy karo, city ka view dekho… jo bhi aap comfortable ho.”
Geeti ne dheere se upar dekha. Uski aankhon mein sharm, dar, aur ek nayi si excitement thi. “Thank you… aap bahut nice hain. Main soch rahi thi ki… koi aayega toh shayad rude hoga. Par aap…”
Woh baat adhoori chhod di aur phir se apna glass sip karne lagi. Uske breasts dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the saanson ke saath. Door se Soham pura scene dekh raha tha — uska lund already tight ho chuka tha apni biwi ki is sharmili vulnerability dekh kar.
Arjun ne dheere se poocha, “Geeti… agar aap allow karo toh main aapko ek compliment dena chahta hoon. Aapki yeh black dress… aur aapki yeh nervous smile… aaj raat yahan sabse attractive cheez aap hi lag rahi hain.”
Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha, sirf ek chhoti si sharmili muskurahat di aur apni ungli se glass ke rim par halka sa circle banane lagi. Uski saansein abhi bhi tez thin, par ab thodi si garam hone lagi thin.
Woh dheere-dheere relax ho rahi thi… lekin uski body already respond kar rahi thi is gentle attention ko.

Geeti ne apna glass table par rakha aur dheere se apni ungliyon ko apne gehre neckline ke edge par ghumaya. Uski saansein ab thodi aur gehri ho rahi thin. Arjun ki mulayam compliments aur uski respectful yet hungry nazar ne uske andar kuch jagaa diya tha.
Woh halke se apni chair mein shift hui, jisse uski chhoti black sequin dress aur thoda upar chadh gayi. Uski fair, toned thighs ab aur zyada exposed ho gayi thin — silver anklet ki chamak dim golden light mein chamak rahi thi. Geeti ne sharmate hue apne honth geele kiye aur dheere se, bahut shy lekin naughty curiosity ke saath poocha,
“Arjun… aap sach mein yeh sab soch rahe hain? Ki main… sabse attractive hoon yahan?”
Uski awaaz mein ab sharm ke saath ek chhoti si naughty si kampan thi. Jab woh baat kar rahi thi, usne apni thighs ko halka sa rub kiya — bilkul chhoti si movement, lekin kaafi thi ki uski chut mein ek naya geela sensation paida ho jaaye.
Arjun ne uski aankhon mein dekha, phir uski nazar dheere se neeche gayi — Geeti ke ubharon par, jahan deep neckline mein uski soft cleavage dheere-dheere saath-saath hil rahi thi. Usne ek naughty smile di aur dheere se bola,
“Geeti… agar main jhooth bolun toh galat hoga. Aapki yeh dress… itni chhoti aur tight, aur aap isme itni sharmili baithi hain… yeh combination bahut dangerous hai. Har mard yahan aapko dekh kar soch raha hoga ki aap akeli kyun baithi hain. Aur main toh yeh bhi soch raha hoon ki aapke husband ne aapko aise dress mein akela chhod diya… toh shayad aapko bhi kuch… alag maza chahiye.”
Geeti ka chehra poora laal ho gaya. Uski chut ab clearly wet ho chuki thi — woh feel kar rahi thi ki uski thin black panty mein halka sa geelapan fail raha hai. Woh apni thighs ko aur tightly press kar rahi thi, taaki woh sensation control ho sake, lekin yeh aur zyada tease kar raha tha.
Woh dheere se apni lower lip ko kaat li aur sharmate hue, par ab thodi naughty curiosity ke saath poocha,
“Toh aap… kya soch rahe hain mere baare mein? Mujhe batao na… openly. Main… sunna chahti hoon.”
Arjun ne halka sa haskar apna chair thoda aur Geeti ki taraf khiska liya — ab unke beech sirf ek chhota sa gap tha. Uski awaaz ab aur intimate ho gayi,
“Main soch raha hoon ki aapki yeh soft, gori skin… kitni garam hogi touch karne par. Aur yeh deep neckline… agar main aapke itna kareeb aa jaun toh shayad main dekh sakun ki aapke nipples abhi kitne hard ho chuke hain is excitement se.”
Geeti ki saans ruk gayi ek pal ke liye. Uski chut mein ek tez si current daud gayi. Woh apne breasts ko halka sa forward kiya bina soche — jaise uske sharir ne khud hi respond kar diya ho. Uski nipples indeed hard ho chuke the aur dress ke thin fabric se halki si outline dikh rahi thi.
“Arjun…” Geeti ne naam lekar ek chhoti si siski li, uski awaaz ab gehri aur garam thi. “Aap… bahut naughty baatein kar rahe hain. Main toh sirf baat karne aayi thi… par ab mera dil bahut tez dhadak raha hai.”
Woh apni ek ungli ko apne cleavage ke beech mein halke se ghumane lagi — bilkul innocent movement lag raha tha, lekin yeh bahut erotic tha. Uski gold waist chain dress ke andar se halki si jhalak de rahi thi jab woh saans leti thi.
Arjun ne dheere se uske haath ke bilkul paas apna haath table par rakh diya — abhi tak touch nahi kiya tha, lekin closeness se hi Geeti ko current feel ho rahi thi.
“Geeti… agar aap allow karo toh main aapka haath pakad sakta hoon? Bas itna hi… abhi. Dekhna chahta hoon ki aapki skin kitni soft aur garam hai.”
Geeti ne kuch seconds tak socha. Uski aankhein sharm se bhari thin, par uski chut ab poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi. Woh dheere se apna right haath table par badhaya — fingers thode kaanp rahe the.
Jab Arjun ne uske haath ko apne garam, strong haath mein liya, Geeti ke muh se ek chhoti si “Mmmh…” nikal gayi. Uski ungliyan Arjun ki ungliyon mein ghul gayin. Yeh touch bahut gentle tha, lekin itna intimate ki Geeti ki saansein ab haanfne lagi thin.
Door se Soham ne pura scene dekha — uski biwi ka haath ek anjaan mard ke haath mein, uska chehra laal, body slightly trembling. Soham ka lund apni pants mein poora hard ho chuka tha.


Geeti ne Arjun ki aankhon mein dekha aur bahut sharmate hue, par ab clearly naughty excitement ke saath whisper kiya,
“Arjun… aapka haath bahut garam hai. Mujhe… achha lag raha hai. Par main bahut sharma rahi hoon… aur mera sharir… bilkul alag react kar raha hai.”
Arjun ne uske haath ko dheere se squeeze kiya aur muskurate hue bola, “Toh batao Geeti… ab aap kya feel kar rahi hain? Sach batao… kitna wet ho chuki hain aap?”
Geeti ki aankhein phail gayin sharm se, lekin usne jawab nahi diya — sirf ek gehri, naughty smile di aur apni thighs ko aur tightly rub kar liya.

Geeti ne Arjun ke haath ko dheere se apne haath mein feel kiya. Uski ungliyan abhi bhi kaanp rahi thin, par ab woh haath chhodna nahi chahti thi. Arjun ki garam palm uski soft skin par bahut achha lag raha tha. Woh dheere se apni ungliyon ko uski ungliyon mein ghumati rahi, bilkul chhoti-chhoti movements ke saath.
“Arjun…” Geeti ne bahut dheere, sharmili awaaz mein kaha, “aapka haath… bahut strong aur garam hai. Mujhe… dar bhi lag raha hai aur… maza bhi aa raha hai.”
Arjun ne uske haath ko halke se squeeze kiya aur muskurate hue bola, “Geeti, aapki skin itni soft hai ki main aur zyada feel karna chahta hoon. Par main janta hoon aap nervous hain. Hum dheere-dheere chalte hain, theek hai?”
Geeti ne sirf sar hila diya. Uski aankhein ab Arjun ke chehre par thi, phir ek pal ke liye woh door bar ki taraf dekhi — jahan Soham baitha tha. Soham ne uski taraf dekha aur ek chhoti si encouraging smile di, apna glass uthakar salute kiya jaise keh raha ho “Enjoy karo”.
Yeh nazar dekh kar Geeti ke andar ek nayi si himmat aayi. Uski chut ab poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi aur woh feel kar rahi thi ki uski thin panty mein halka sa drip hone laga hai. Woh apni thighs ko halka sa rub karti rahi, sharm se bhari hui.
Arjun ne dheere se poocha, “Geeti, agar aap comfortable ho toh… kya main aapke paas thoda aur kareeb aa sakta hoon? Bas baat karne ke liye.”
Geeti ne sharmate hue haan mein sar hila diya. Arjun ne apni chair aur paas khiski aur ab unke knees almost touch kar rahe the. Uski ek taang Geeti ki taang ke bilkul paas thi. Woh dheere se aage jhuka aur uski deep, husky awaaz mein bola,
“Aap bahut sundar ho Geeti. Yeh deep neckline… aapke breasts ko kitna beautifully highlight kar raha hai. Aur jab aap saans leti hain, woh dheere se hilte hain… dekh kar mera mann karta hai unko chhune ka.”
Geeti ki saans phool gayi. Uski nipples ab aur bhi hard ho chuke the aur dress ke thin fabric se saaf dikh rahe the. Woh apne haath se apni dress ko thoda adjust karne lagi, lekin yeh movement aur zyada sensual ho gaya.
“Arjun… aapki baatein sun kar… mera sharir garam ho raha hai,” Geeti ne whisper kiya, uski awaaz mein sharm aur excitement ka mix tha. “Mujhe lag raha hai ki main… bilkul naughty ho rahi hoon aaj.”
Arjun ne uske haath ko apne honthon ke paas le aaya aur ek bahut halka, gentle kiss uski ungliyon par diya. Geeti ke muh se ek chhoti si siski nikli — “Mmmhh…”
“Geeti, agar aap chahein toh hum yahan se thoda private jagah par ja sakte hain,” Arjun ne dheere se suggest kiya. “Wahan corner mein ek semi-private booth hai. Lights aur bhi dim hain, music bhi halka hai. Sirf baat karne ke liye… aur jo bhi aap allow karo.”
Geeti ka dil zor se dhadka. Woh phir se Soham ki taraf dekhi. Soham abhi bhi wahi baitha tha, lekin uski nazar mein clear lust aur approval tha. Geeti ne apne andar socha:
“Main ready hoon… shayad. Yeh mard respectful lag raha hai, par uski nazar mein hawas hai. Soham dekh raha hai… main safe hoon. Aur mera sharir… ab control nahi ho raha. Main jaanna chahti hoon ki kisi anjaan mard ke haath mujhe kaisa feel honge.”
Woh dheere se, bahut sharmate hue bola, “Theek hai… lekin sirf thodi der ke liye. Aur… dheere se.”


Arjun ne muskurakar uska haath pakda aur dheere se uthaya. Geeti khadi hui — uski chhoti black dress uske hips par tight thi, thighs chamak rahe the, aur high heels mein uski walk bahut seductive lag rahi thi. Arjun uske saath-saath chala, uska haath abhi bhi Geeti ke haath mein tha.
Jab woh semi-private corner booth ki taraf ja rahe the, Geeti ne ek baar phir Soham ki taraf dekha. Soham ne apna phone uthaya aur ek chhoti si message bheja:
“You look so fucking hot right now. Go ahead, baby. I’m watching. Enjoy every second.”
Geeti ne message padha aur uske gaal aur laal ho gaye. Woh booth ke andar pahunchi — yahan lighting bahut soft aur golden thi, seats comfortable aur thode deep the, privacy ke liye high backs the. Arjun ne usko andar baithne diya aur khud uske bilkul paas baith gaya — ab unke thighs touch kar rahe the.
Geeti ne apni dress ko halke se neeche khinchne ki koshish ki, lekin yeh aur zyada upar chadh gayi. Uski fair thighs ab Arjun ke thighs se sat gayi thin. Woh sharm se aankhein neeche kiye baithi thi, par uski saansein tez aur garam thi.
Arjun ne uske kaan ke paas dheere se whisper kiya, “Ab yahan sirf hum dono hain, Geeti. Batao… ab aap kya chahti hain? Main aapko kiss kar sakta hoon? Ya sirf haath se touch karun… dheere-dheere?”
Geeti ne apni lower lip ko kaat liya. Uski chut ab bahut geeli thi aur woh feel kar rahi thi ki agar Arjun ne abhi touch kiya toh woh control nahi kar paayegi. Woh Soham ke taraf ek nazar daalne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin booth se view thoda blocked tha — phir bhi woh jaanti thi ki Soham wahin kahin hai, dekh raha hai.
Woh dheere se, bahut sharmate hue bola,
“Arjun… pehle… ek kiss. Bahut gentle. Aur… mujhe touch karo… par dheere se. Main… bahut ready feel kar rahi hoon ab.”
Arjun ne muskurakar uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya aur dheere se uske lips par apne lips rakhe — ek soft, slow, wet kiss. Geeti ki aankhein band ho gayi aur uske muh se ek halki si moan nikli.

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Geeti aur Arjun ab semi-private booth ke andar the. Soft golden lighting unke chehron par pad rahi thi, music bahar se halka sa aa raha tha. Booth ki high backs ne unhe thodi privacy de di thi, lekin Geeti ko pata tha ki Soham kahin door se pura scene dekh raha hoga.

Arjun ne Geeti ke chehre ko apne dono haathon mein gently pakda. Uski aankhein Geeti ki aankhon mein gehri thi. Geeti ki saansein tez ho rahi thin — yeh uska pehla time tha kisi anjaan mard ke saath itna close hona.
“Geeti… tum bahut beautiful ho,” Arjun ne husky whisper mein kaha. “Main ab control nahi kar paa raha. Tumhare honth… itne soft aur inviting hain.”
Geeti ne sirf sharm se aankhein neeche kar li, lekin usne haan mein halka sa sar hila diya. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Arjun dheere se aage badha aur uske lips ko apne lips se chhua — pehle bahut soft, sirf touch. Geeti ki saans ruk gayi.
Phir Arjun ne dheere se uske lower lip ko apne honthon mein le liya aur halke se choosa. Geeti ke muh se ek chhoti si “Mmmh…” nikal gayi. Kiss dheere-dheere gehra hota gaya. Arjun ka kiss intimate aur wet tha — usne Geeti ke upper lip ko bhi choosa, phir dono lips ko ek saath gently suck kiya. Geeti ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uski pehli baar kisi random mard ke saath kissing ka ehsaas usko bahut nervous bana raha tha, lekin uske sharir mein ek nayi si garam lahrein daud rahi thin.


“Slurp… mmm… smack…”
Honth judne aur alag hone ki soft, wet aawaazein booth mein goonj rahi thin. Arjun ne apni jeebh dheere se Geeti ke honthon par feri, phir uske muh ke andar daal di. Geeti ne sharm se thoda resist kiya, lekin phir usne bhi apni jeebh uske saath milayi. Dono ki jeebhein ek dusre ko gently explore karne lagi — slow, wet, slurpy French kiss. Geeti ki saansein ab haanfne lagi thin. Uski chut mein geelapan badh raha tha.
Arjun ka haath Geeti ki nangi peeth par pahunch gaya. Woh uski smooth skin ko caress kar raha tha jabki kiss aur gehra hota ja raha tha. Geeti ab clearly enjoy kar rahi thi — usne apna ek haath Arjun ke chest par rakh diya aur kiss mein respond karne lagi.


Kiss ke beech Arjun ne dheere se Geeti ko apne taraf khinch liya. Geeti ki soft, heavy breasts ab uske chest se dab rahi thin. Uski deep plunging neckline mein se ubhaar aur bhi zyada bahar aa rahe the. Arjun ne kiss chhodkar Geeti ki gardan par hot kisses diye — wet, sucking kisses jo “slurp… smack” ki aawaaz kar rahe the.
Geeti ki aankhein khuli aur usne sharm se Arjun ko dekha. “Arjun… yeh… mera pehla time hai kisi aur mard ke saath… main bahut nervous hoon… par… achha lag raha hai,” usne haanfte hue whisper kiya.
Arjun ne muskurakar uske cleavage ki taraf dekha. “Geeti, tumhare boobs itne beautiful hain… main unko feel karna chahta hoon.”
Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha, sirf sharm se apni lower lip kaat li aur halka sa sar hila diya — permission dete hue.
Arjun ne apna haath Geeti ke deep neckline mein daala aur dheere se uske left breast ko bahar nikala. Uska soft, fair boob ab bilkul exposed tha — pinkish-brown nipple already hard aur erect tha excitement se. Arjun ne usko apne haath mein liya, gently squeeze kiya. Geeti ke muh se ek gehri moan nikli — “Aahhh… mmm…”
“Kitne soft aur heavy hain tumhare boobs,” Arjun ne horny awaaz mein kaha. Woh ab clearly bahut horny ho chuka tha — uske haath mein itni sundar aur nervous hotwife ko feel kar raha tha. Usne Geeti ke nipple ko apni ungliyon ke beech gently roll kiya, phir pinch kiya. Geeti ka sharir ek jhatke se hil gaya.


Phir Arjun ne apna muh neeche kiya aur Geeti ke exposed boob ko kiss karne laga. Pehle soft kisses, phir usne nipple ko apne honthon mein le liya aur dheere se choosa. “Slurp… mmm… suck… smack…”
Geeti ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uski ek taang Arjun ke thigh par chadh gayi thi bina soche. Woh enjoy kar rahi thi — nervous thi, sharma rahi thi, lekin yeh pehla anjaan mard ka boob play usko bahut intense feel ho raha tha.
“Aahh… Arjun… dheere… ohhh…” Geeti moan karti rahi. Arjun ne dusre boob ko bhi neckline se bahar nikala. Ab dono breasts exposed the. Woh ek ko choos raha tha, dusre ko haath se massage aur squeeze kar raha tha. Nipples dono hard aur wet ho chuke the uske muh aur jeebh se.
Geeti ka haath ab Arjun ke baal mein tha — woh uske sar ko apne boobs par gently press kar rahi thi. Uski chut ab bahut zyada wet thi, dress ke andar panty poori tarah soaked. Har baar jab Arjun nipple ko zor se choosta, Geeti ki body ek current se hil jaati.
“Arjun… yeh… bahut achha lag raha hai… main… main enjoy kar rahi hoon,” Geeti ne sharmate hue, par sach bolte hue kaha. Uski awaaz ab garam aur needy thi.
Arjun ne nipple ko ek zor se suck kiya aur phir upar aakar Geeti ke lips par phir se deep, slurpy kiss kiya. Dono breasts ab uske haathon mein the — gently playing, squeezing, nipples ko pinch aur roll karte hue.


Geeti ab poori tarah mein immersed thi is naye sensation mein. Nervousness abhi bhi thi, lekin enjoyment usse kahin zyada tha. Woh soch rahi thi — “Soham dekh raha hoga… aur main yahan kisi aur mard ke muh mein apne boobs de rahi hoon… par yeh maza… bahut alag hai.”
Kiss aur boob play dheere-dheere aur intense hota ja raha tha.

Geeti abhi bhi Arjun ke deep, slurpy kiss mein doobi hui thi. Unke honthon ke beech wet ‘slurp… smack… mmmh’ ki aawaazein goonj rahi thin. Arjun ke haath Geeti ke dono soft, heavy breasts ko gently massage kar rahe the — ek ko squeeze karte hue, dusre ke hard nipple ko ungliyon ke beech roll aur pinch karte hue. Geeti ki saansein haanf rahi thin, uske nipples poore tarah wet aur shiny ho chuke the Arjun ke muh aur jeebh se.
Arjun ne kiss chhodkar Geeti ki gardan par ek wet kiss diya aur dheere se uske kaan mein whisper kiya, “Geeti… tum bahut garam ho gayi ho. Main neeche bhi feel karna chahta hoon… tum kitni wet ho.”
Geeti ki aankhein sharm se phail gayin. Uski fair skin poori tarah laal thi. Woh nervous thi — yeh uska pehla time tha kisi random mard ke saath itna intimate hona — lekin uski chut mein ab itni zyada chulbulahat aur geelapan tha ki woh mana nahi kar paayi. Usne dheere se, bahut sharmate hue sar hila diya, almost whisper mein bola,
“Arjun… dheere se… main… bahut nervous hoon… par… haan.”
Arjun ne ek naughty, horny smile di. Uska lund already pants mein tight aur hard ho chuka tha itni sundar aur shy hotwife ko apne haathon mein feel kar ke. Woh Geeti ko thoda aur comfortable position mein baitha liya — uski ek taang apne thigh par rakhi hui thi. Phir usne apna haath dheere se Geeti ki smooth, fair thigh par rakh diya.
Geeti ka sharir ek halke se current se hil gaya. Arjun ki rough-yet-gentle ungliyan uski soft skin par upar ki taraf badh rahi thin. Dress ka chhota hemline already bahut upar tha. Arjun ne dheere se dress ko aur thoda upar khinch diya, taaki Geeti ki creamy thighs poori tarah exposed ho jaayein. Uski silver anklet light mein chamak rahi thi.
“Kitni smooth aur gori hain tumhari thighs…” Arjun ne garam awaaz mein kaha.
Uska haath abhi bhi dheere-dheere upar badh raha tha. Geeti ki saansein aur tez ho gayin. Woh apni thighs ko halka sa press kar rahi thi, lekin Arjun ne gently unhe alag kiya. Uski ungliyan ab Geeti ki inner thighs ke andar pahunch chuki thin — jahan skin sabse soft aur sensitive thi.
Geeti ne apni aankhein band kar li aur ek chhoti si siski li, “Mmmhh… Arjun…”
Arjun ki ungliyan ab Geeti ki black lace panty ke edge tak pahunch gayi thin. Woh bahut thin aur soaked panty thi. Arjun ne pehle toh fabric ke upar se hi gently rub kiya — Geeti ki chut ke outline ko feel karte hue.

“Ohh… Geeti…” Arjun ne horny awaaz mein kaha, “tum bilkul geeli ho. Panty poori tarah soaked hai. Itni wetness… sirf mere kiss aur boob play se?”
Geeti ka chehra sharm se chhupane ke liye usne Arjun ke shoulder par sar rakh diya. Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi, “Haan… main… main pehli baar kisi aur mard ke saath yeh sab kar rahi hoon… aur mera sharir… control nahi ho raha. Bahut wet ho gayi hoon… sharma rahi hoon par… bahut maza aa raha hai.”
Arjun ne panty ke fabric ko side mein gently khinch diya. Ab uski warm, rough ungliyan directly Geeti ki wet, swollen pussy lips par thi. Woh dheere se upar se neeche tak rub karne laga — Geeti ki slick wetness uski ungliyon par lag rahi thi. Har rub ke saath ek halki ‘slurp’ jaisi wet sound ho rahi thi.


Geeti ki body ek jhatke se hil gayi. Uski chut ab bahut sensitive thi. Arjun ki middle finger dheere se uski wet folds ke beech ghumne lagi, clit ke paas halka pressure daalte hue. Geeti ke muh se ek gehri moan nikli — “Aahhh… ohhh Arjun… dheere…”
Arjun ab poora horny ho chuka tha. Uski saansein bhi tez thin. Woh Geeti ke exposed breasts ko ek haath se continue play kar raha tha — nipple ko pinch aur roll karte hue — jabki dusra haath uski panty ke andar tha, uski wet pussy ko gently explore kar raha tha.
“Kitni tight aur garam hai tumhari chut, Geeti,” usne whisper kiya. “Aur itni wet… jaise tum bahut din se yeh feel karna chahti thi. Main sirf feel kar raha hoon abhi… par tumhare moans sun kar mera lund bahut hard ho raha hai.”
Geeti ab clearly enjoy kar rahi thi. Nervousness ab bhi thi, lekin woh apni hips ko halka sa Arjun ki ungliyon ke against move kar rahi thi. Uski ek haath Arjun ke baal mein thi, dusra uske chest par. Har baar jab Arjun ki finger uski clit par rub karti, Geeti ki thighs kaanp jaati thin aur woh ek soft, needy moan karti — “Mmmhh… aahh… yes…”
Woh andar hi andar soch rahi thi, “Soham… dekh raha hoga… main yahan kisi anjaan mard ki ungliyon se apni wet chut feel karwa rahi hoon… aur main enjoy kar rahi hoon… bahut zyada.”
Arjun ne apni finger ko thoda aur andar slide karne ki koshish ki — bahut dheere, sirf tip tak — Geeti ki tight, soaked entrance mein. Geeti ki saans ruk gayi aur usne Arjun ko tightly pakad liya.
“Arjun… bahut achha lag raha hai… par… dheere… yeh mera first time hai aise…” usne sharmate hue kaha, lekin uski body usko aur andar lene ke liye khud hi respond kar rahi thi.

Geeti ab Arjun ke shoulder par sar rakh kar haanf rahi thi. Uski saansein garam aur tez thin. Arjun ki ek ungli abhi bhi uski wet, swollen pussy lips ke beech gently rub kar rahi thi, har movement ke saath uski slick juices uski ungli par aur zyada lag rahi thin. Geeti ki black lace panty side mein khinchi hui thi, uski fair thighs thodi spread thi, aur uski chut bilkul exposed aur dripping thi.
Arjun ne Geeti ke kaan mein dheere se whisper kiya, “Geeti… tumhari chut itni tight aur garam hai… aur itni wet ki meri ungli poori slip ho rahi hai. Main ab andar daalna chahta hoon… dheere-dheere. Theek hai?”
Geeti ne sharm se aankhein band kar li. Uski body ek halke se tremble kar rahi thi. Yeh uske liye bilkul naya ehsaas tha — koi anjaan mard uski sabse private jagah ko touch kar raha tha. Par uski chut mein ab itni intense chulbulahat thi ki woh mana nahi kar paayi. Woh dheere se, bahut sharmate hue sar hila diya aur whisper mein boli,
“Haan… Arjun… par bahut dheere… main… pehli baar kisi aur ke saath yeh feel kar rahi hoon… bahut nervous hoon… par… bahut achha lag raha hai.”


Arjun ka lund pants mein aur bhi hard ho gaya. Uski horny awaaz mein garam saans Geeti ke kaan par padi, “Don’t worry baby… main bahut slow jaunga. Tum bas relax karo aur feel karo.”
Uski middle finger Geeti ki wet entrance ke bilkul upar thi. Woh pehle toh sirf tip se halka pressure daal raha tha, Geeti ki slick juices ko aur spread karte hue. Phir dheere se, bahut hi slowly, usne apni finger andar slide karna shuru ki.
Geeti ki saans ruk gayi. Uski chut tight thi aur Arjun ki ungli andar jaate hi usne ek gehri moan maari — “Aaaahhh… mmmhh…”
Uski inner walls Arjun ki finger ko tightly grip kar rahi thin. Woh feel kar rahi thi ki har inch andar jaane ke saath uski chut aur geeli ho rahi hai. Arjun ne sirf knuckle tak finger andar daali aur wahan ruk gaya, Geeti ko adjust hone ka time dete hue.
“Kitni tight ho tum…” Arjun ne garam awaaz mein kaha. “Aur andar se kitni garam aur wet… jaise tum mujhe andar kheench rahi ho.”
Geeti ab Arjun ke chest se tightly chipak gayi thi. Uski ek haath Arjun ke shoulder par thi, dusri uske baal mein. Uski fair breasts abhi bhi bahar the — nipples hard aur wet. Woh apni hips ko halka sa move kar rahi thi, Arjun ki finger ko andar feel karte hue.
Arjun ne dheere se finger ko andar-bahar karna shuru kiya — bahut slow, gentle strokes. Har baar jab finger andar jaati, ek halki wet ‘slurp’ sound hoti thi Geeti ki juices se. Jab bahar aati, toh uski ungli Geeti ki swollen clit par halka rub karti.
Geeti ki moans ab control se bahar ho rahi thin — “Ohhh… Arjun… aahh… dheere… mmmhh… yeh… bahut achha lag raha hai…”
Har stroke ke saath Geeti ki body hil rahi thi. Uski chut ab poori tarah soaked thi — Arjun ki ungli aur uski inner thighs par uski wetness chamak rahi thi. Arjun ne apni dusri ungli bhi involve kar di — ab dono fingers dheere se andar-bahar ho rahi thin, Geeti ki tight pussy ko stretch karte hue aur clit ko rub karte hue.


Geeti ki thighs kaanp rahi thin. Woh apni hips ko Arjun ki ungliyon ke rhythm se dheere se utha-utha kar move kar rahi thi. Uski sharm abhi bhi thi, lekin enjoyment usse kahin zyada tha. Woh andar hi soch rahi thi,
“Soham… dekh raha hoga… main yahan booth mein baithi hui hoon, apni dress upar karke, aur ek anjaan mard ki ungliyan meri chut mein andar-bahar kar rahi hain… aur main enjoy kar rahi hoon… bahut zyada… meri chut itni wet ho gayi hai ki sound aa rahi hai…”
Arjun ne Geeti ke nipple ko ek haath se pinch kiya aur simultaneously apni fingers ko thoda aur gehra andar daala. Geeti ka sharir ek jhatke se hil gaya aur uske muh se ek loud moan nikla — “Aaaahhh… oh god… Arjun… yeh… bahut deep feel ho raha hai…”
Arjun ab clearly bahut horny tha. Uski saansein tez thin aur usne Geeti ko aur tightly pakad liya. Uski fingers ab regular, slow rhythm mein finger-fucking kar rahi thin — andar gehra, bahar almost nikaal kar, phir andar. Har thrust ke saath wet ‘slurp-slurp’ sounds booth mein goonj rahi thin.
“Geeti… tumhare moans sun kar mera lund phatne ko ho raha hai,” Arjun ne uske kaan mein kaha. “Tumhari chut itni responsive hai… har baar jab main andar jaata hoon, tum mujhe tightly pakad leti ho. Batao… ab kaisa feel ho raha hai?”
Geeti ne sharm se apna chehra Arjun ke neck mein chhupa liya, lekin uski hips abhi bhi Arjun ki ungliyon ke saath move kar rahi thin. Uski awaaz garam aur needy thi jab woh boli,
“Bahut… bahut achha lag raha hai Arjun… main… main itni wet ho gayi hoon… aapki ungliyan andar jaate hi mujhe current si lagti hai… aur jab clit par rub karte ho… ohhh… main control nahi kar paa rahi… please… aur dheere se… par mat roko…”
Arjun ne muskurakar Geeti ke lips par ek deep, slurpy kiss kiya aur apni fingers ka pace thoda badha diya — abhi bhi gentle, lekin gehra aur consistent. Geeti ki chut ke juices ab uski ungliyon se tapak rahe the, uski thighs aur booth ki seat par halka sa wet patch ban gaya tha.
Geeti ab poori tarah mein is naye pleasure mein doob chuki thi — nervous, shy, lekin bahut zyada enjoy kar rahi thi apne pehle anjaan mard ke haathon se finger-fucked hone ka ehsaas.

Geeti ki saansein ab bahut tez aur garam ho rahi thin. Arjun ki do ungliyan uski tight, soaked chut mein dheere-dheere andar-bahar ho rahi thin — har thrust ke saath wet ‘slurp… slurp…’ ki aawaaz goonj rahi thi. Geeti ki fair thighs kaanp rahi thin, uski hips khud-ba-khud Arjun ki ungliyon ke rhythm se halka sa uth rahi thin. Uski chut ke juices ab uski inner thighs par tak tapak rahe the.
Arjun ne Geeti ke nipple ko ek baar phir zor se choosa aur uske kaan mein horny whisper kiya, “Geeti… tumhari chut itni tight hai ki meri ungliyan andar jakar pakdi ja rahi hain… main aur gehra jaana chahta hoon baby…”
Geeti ki aankhein khuli. Uski body pleasure mein doobi hui thi, lekin ek sudden sharm aur nervousness ne usko rok diya. Woh Arjun ke chest par haath rakh kar dheere se usko push kiya — fingers abhi bhi uske andar thi.
“Arjun… wait… please… ruk jao ek minute,” Geeti ne haanfte hue, sharm se bhari awaaz mein kaha. Uski cheeks poori tarah laal thin. “Yeh… bahut tez ho raha hai. Main… main pehli baar itna feel kar rahi hoon kisi aur mard se. Thoda slow… aur… main bhi kuch karna chahti hoon.”
Arjun ne turant apni fingers ko dheere se bahar nikaal liya. Uski ungliyan Geeti ki slick wetness se chamak rahi thin. Woh muskuraya aur Geeti ke lips par ek soft kiss kiya. “Theek hai beautiful… jo tum chahti ho. Main ruk jaata hoon. Tum batao kya karna hai.”
Geeti ne sharm se aankhein neeche kar li, lekin uski chut abhi bhi throbbing kar rahi thi. Woh apni dress ko thoda adjust karne lagi, par woh chhoti dress thi — uski wet pussy abhi bhi half-exposed thi. Usne dheere se apna haath Arjun ki thigh par rakha aur uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein sharm, excitement aur ek nayi si naughty himmat thi.
“Arjun… main… main tumhara… feel karna chahti hoon,” usne bahut dheere, almost whisper mein kaha. “Tumne mujhe itna feel karwaya… ab mera turn.”
Arjun ki aankhein chamak uthi. Woh comfortable position mein baith gaya aur Geeti ko permission dete hue muskuraya.
Geeti ne apna haath Arjun ki pants ke upar se hi uske hard bulge par rakh diya. Uski ungliyan thodi kaanp rahi thin. Woh pehli baar kisi aur mard ka lund touch kar rahi thi Soham ke alawa. Uski palm ne bulge ko gently press kiya aur feel kiya — bahut hard aur garam tha.
“Kitna… hard ho gaya hai tumhara,” Geeti ne sharmate hue bola, uski awaaz mein curiosity thi.

Woh dheere se Arjun ki zip kholi aur apna haath andar daala. Uski soft, warm ungliyan Arjun ke lund par pahunchi. Usne panty ke upar se hi lund ko bahar nikaala. Arjun ka lund medium-thick tha — lagbhag 6.5 inch lamba, circumcised, aur ab poora hard aur veins wala. Tip par already precum ki ek chhoti si boond chamak rahi thi.
Geeti ne usko haath mein liya. Uski soft palm ne lund ko gently wrap kiya. Woh thodi der sirf feel karti rahi — uski garami, uski hardness, uski thickness. Uski ungliyan dheere se shaft ke upar se neeche tak ghumi.
“Arjun… yeh… bahut garam aur hard hai,” Geeti ne sharm se bhari awaaz mein kaha. “Mujhe lag raha hai… mera haath mein itna bada feel ho raha hai.”


Arjun ne ek gehri saans li aur Geeti ke haath par apna haath rakh diya, usko guide karte hue. “Stroke karo Geeti… dheere se upar-neeche.”
Geeti ne haan mein sar hila diya. Woh ab Arjun ke lund ko apne soft haath se stroke karne lagi — bahut slow, gentle strokes. Uski ungliyan shaft ko tightly pakadti, upar jaati toh tip par thumb se precum ko spread karti, phir neeche ki taraf. Har stroke ke saath Arjun ke muh se halki siski nikal rahi thi.
Simultaneously, Arjun ne apna haath phir se Geeti ki thighs ke beech le gaya. Uski do ungliyan Geeti ki abhi bhi wet aur swollen chut par pahunch gayi. Woh dheere se unhe andar slide karne laga — abhi bhi slow pace mein.
Ab dono ek dusre ko simultaneously pleasure de rahe the.
Geeti Arjun ke lund ko stroke kar rahi thi — soft, rhythmic haath se, kabhi shaft ko tightly pakad kar, kabhi tip ko gently rub kar. Uski fair haath Arjun ke dark lund par bahut sensual lag rahe the.
Arjun ki ungliyan Geeti ki chut mein dheere-dheere andar-bahar ho rahi thin — wet ‘slurp-slurp’ sounds ab dono ke moans ke saath mix ho rahi thin. Arjun kabhi Geeti ki clit par circle bana raha tha, kabhi gehra andar daal kar G-spot ko halka press kar raha tha.
Geeti ki saansein ab aur bhi tez ho gayin. Woh Arjun ke lund ko stroke karte hue moan kar rahi thi, “Mmmhh… Arjun… tumhara… itna hard hai… aur meri chut… phir se geeli ho rahi hai… aahh…”
Arjun ne Geeti ke nipple ko dusre haath se pinch kiya aur uske lips par ek deep, slurpy kiss kiya jabki uski fingers Geeti ki pussy ko continue finger-fuck kar rahi thin.
“Geeti… tumhara haath kitna soft hai… tum mujhe bahut achhe se stroke kar rahi ho… aur tumhari chut… itni wet aur tight… main aur control nahi kar paa raha,” Arjun ne haanfte hue kaha.
Geeti ab clearly enjoy kar rahi thi is mutual pleasure ko. Uski nervousness ab bhi thi, lekin woh apne haath se Arjun ke lund ko confidently stroke kar rahi thi — speed dheere-dheere badhati ja rahi thi. Uski chut Arjun ki ungliyon ke har thrust ke saath aur geeli ho rahi thi.
Woh andar hi soch rahi thi, “Soham… dekh raha hoga… main yahan ek anjaan mard ka lund haath mein lekar stroke kar rahi hoon aur woh meri chut mein ungliyan daal raha hai… aur main… bahut maza le rahi hoon isme.”
Dono ab mutual rhythm mein the — Geeti stroking Arjun, Arjun fingering Geeti — booth mein sirf unke moans, wet sounds aur heavy breathing ki aawaazein thi.


Dono ki saansein tez aur garam ho chuki thin. Geeti ki fair breasts abhi bhi bahar the, nipples hard aur sensitive. Arjun ne ek haath se Geeti ke breast ko squeeze kiya aur nipple ko pinch kiya, jabki uski fingers Geeti ki clit par fast circles bana rahi thin.
Geeti ki body tense hone lagi. Uski thighs kaanp rahi thin aur usne Arjun ke lund ko tightly pakad liya.
“Arjun… ohhh… main… main aa rahi hoon… aahhh… dheere mat roko…” Geeti ne haanfte hue moan kiya. Uski chut Arjun ki ungliyon ko tightly grip karne lagi. Arjun ne apni fingers ko thoda aur fast aur gehra kiya, G-spot ko target karte hue.
Geeti ka sharir ek zor ke jhatke se hil gaya. Uski chut se ek gehra spasm aaya aur woh poori tarah squirt nahi, lekin bahut zyada wet ho gayi — uski juices Arjun ki ungliyon par aur uski thighs par bahar aa gaye. “Aaaaahhh… Arjun… cumming… mmmhh… oh god…” Geeti ki moan booth mein goonji. Uski aankhein band ho gayi, body tremble kar rahi thi orgasm ke waves mein.
Simultaneously, Arjun bhi edge par pahunch chuka tha. Geeti ke soft haath ka rhythm aur uski tight chut ko feel karte hue uska lund phadne ko ho raha tha.
“Geeti… fuck… tumhari haath… main bhi… aa raha hoon…” Arjun ne garam awaaz mein kaha.
Geeti ne apna haath aur fast kiya — tight strokes, tip ko rub karte hue. Arjun ka lund ek zor se twitch kiya aur uske muh se ek deep groan nikla. Uska thick, white cum Geeti ke haath par aur uski fingers ke beech nikal aaya — kuch spurts Geeti ki dress ke edge par bhi lag gaye. Geeti ne stroke karna continue rakha jab tak Arjun ka last drop nikal na gaya.
Dono saath-saath orgasm ke peak par pahunche — Geeti ki chut contracting, Arjun ka lund pulsing. Booth mein sirf unke heavy moans aur wet sounds thi.
Phir dono ek dusre ke lips par jhuke. Yeh kiss bahut deep, passionate aur slurpy tha — jeebhein ek dusre ko explore kar rahi thin, ‘slurp… smack… mmmh’ ki aawaazein. Geeti abhi bhi haanf rahi thi, uska sharir orgasm ke baad bhi sensitive tha.
Kiss ke baad dono alag hue aur gasping for air — saansein phooli hui, chehre laal, aankhein lust se bhari. Geeti ki lips swollen thin kiss se, Arjun ka lund abhi bhi semi-hard tha uske haath mein.
Dono ne kuch seconds chupchap baith kar saansein sambhali. Geeti ne sharm se muskurate hue apna haath Arjun ke lund se hata liya aur tissue se saaf kiya (booth mein available tha). Arjun ne apna lund wapas pants mein daal diya aur zip kiya.
Geeti ne apne dono breasts ko dheere se dress ke andar adjust kiya, deep neckline ko set kiya. Usne apni dress neeche khinchi, wet thighs ko tissue se saaf kiya aur panty ko sahi jagah par laayi. Uski silver anklets halki si jhanak rahi thin jab woh movement kar rahi thi. Arjun ne bhi apne kapde theek kiye.


Dono booth se bahar nikle. Pub ki dim lighting aur music ab normal lag rahi thi. Arjun ne apni wallet se ek visiting card nikala aur Geeti ki taraf badhaya.
“Geeti… yeh mera card hai. Agar kabhi phir milna chaaho… ya bas baat karni ho… call karna. Aaj raat tumne mujhe bahut maza diya,” Arjun ne soft smile ke saath kaha.
Geeti ne sharm se card liya — uski ungliyan abhi bhi thodi kaanp rahi thin. Uski cheeks laal thin. Woh card ko apni small clutch mein daal li aur dheere se boli, “Thank you Arjun… aaj… bahut alag tha. Main… sochungi.”
Arjun ne ek last gentle kiss Geeti ke haath par diya aur muskurate hue bola, “Bye Geeti… take care.” Phir woh pub ke crowd mein mix ho kar chala gaya.
Geeti ne saans li aur pub ke main area mein aayi. Usne Soham ko dekha — woh bar ke paas hi baitha tha, drink haath mein, aur ek broad, proud, aroused smile ke saath uski taraf dekh raha tha.
Geeti ka chehra aur laal ho gaya. Woh sharm se muskurayi aur Soham ke paas pahunchi. Soham ne usko khade hokar apne arms mein le liya aur uske kaan mein whisper kiya, “Tum bahut hot lag rahi thi baby… main pura scene dekh raha tha. Tumhara orgasm… aur tum uske lund ko stroke kar rahi thi… fuck, main bahut proud hoon tum par.”
Geeti ne Soham ke chest par sar rakh diya aur sharmate hue muskurayi, “Soham… main… bahut nervous thi shuru mein… par maza bahut aaya. Ab ghar chalte hain?”
Soham ne haan kaha. Dono pub se bahar nikle aur apni car mein baith gaye. Mumbai ki raat ab thandi ho chuki thi. Car start hote hi Soham ne Geeti ka haath pakda aur ghar ki taraf drive karne laga.
Geeti car ki seat par baithi thi, abhi bhi thodi shaky aur satisfied feel kar rahi thi. Uski chut abhi bhi sensitive thi, dress ke andar halka geelapan mehsoos ho raha tha. Woh Soham ki taraf dekhi aur muskurayi.
Soham ne uske thigh par haath rakh diya aur bola, “Ghar pahunchte hi main tumhe aur detail mein poochunga… aur phir tumhe punish bhi karunga is naughty behaviour ke liye.”
Geeti ne sharmate hue has diya aur car ki window se bahar dekhti rahi — uske mann mein abhi bhi Arjun ke touches aur apne pehle hotwife experience ki yaadein ghum rahi thin.

[dragonslair]

too hot. great going

[Shivani sharma]

Another hot & sizzling update. Can't wait to see what will happen next

[qazmlp]

Keep going, bro...

[pujaa69]

Waoo that an amazing? seductive sexy ???update...
Can't wait for more updates....
I'm looking forward when she get involved in that bus type men's more and this time it gonna more

[Shabaz123]

Bohot hi hot zabardast update diya bhai

[sa9891]

bhut mast update hai