[behka]

wah yeh Rubina Siddiqi ki character bohot interesting lag rahi hain...iska saamna Samreen kaise karegi dekhte hain?

[nsmb420]

Wahh zabardast update bhai

[Doll precious]

What a story absolutely fantastic

[Meandme]

Waiting for new update

[behka]

Herotic bhai update kab aayegi

[behka]

Herotic bhai aapne to kabhie itni der nahin ki update ke liye...sab theek hai?

[Sahazaem]

Update

[Herotic]

EPISODE 07

*** ki *** ke baad jab main *** samait rahi thi, toh mere andar ka tufaan abaya ke kaale parde ko cheer kar bahar aane ke liye betaab tha. Maine aaine ke samne khade hokar khud ko naye sire se dekha. 12 saal ke is adhoore nikaah ne mere jism ko ek aisi gathili aur bhari hui rasili jism bana diya tha jise mardana taqat ki sakht zaroorat thi. Bhale hi meri umar 32 saal thi, par mera jism is umar me bhi kisi jawan ladki se zyada tana hua aur rasila tha, pata nhi ye sab mujhe bolna chahiye ya nhi par yahi sach hai.
 
Maine is din ke liye apni sabse aaramdayak aur thodi sexy underwear chuni thi, jo maine kuchh saalon pehle is umeed me khareedi thi ki shayad Asif kabhi iska nasha samajh payenge. Maine apni 36D size ki bhari hui chhatiyo ko sambhalne ke liye ek laal rang ki bra pehni, jiske lace borders meri makhmali aur gori twacha par saaf chamak rahe the. Uske sath hi maine ek matching panty pehni jo meri 38 inch ki choudi aur gathili gaand par bilkul fit baithi thi. Jab maine aaine me dekha, toh meri kamar ka 30 inch ka patla ghera aur upar-neeche ke ye bhare hue ubhaar kisi purkashish nange nazaare se kam nahi the.
 
Maine apne is garam aur haseen roop par salwaar kameez daali aur fir apni wahi dheeli-dhaali kaali abaya pehn li aur sarr par veil baandh liya. Kaale kapde ke andar laal rang ka wo napaak nasha chhupa hua tha, thik waise hi jaise meri shareef soorat ke peechhe ek bhatki hui aurat ki bhookh sulag rahi thi.
 
Chaurahe par khadi safed car me jab main baithi, toh Farha Baaji ne mujhe sar se paon tak ghoora. "Arre Samreen! Aaj toh tumhari abaya ke andar se tumhari chhatiya kuchh zyada hi tani hui aur bhari lag rahi hain. Lagta hai kuchh khaas taiyaari hai." unhone dabi aawaz me meri jaangh par hath rakhte hue kaha. "Baaji... aap kya keh rahi hain... mai toh bas..." maine sharm se sar jhukate hue kaha, par gaadi ke jhatkon ke sath meri 36D chhatiyo ka ubhaar meri abaya ke kapde ko lagatar jhatka de raha tha jaise abhi ke abhi dono meri bra faad ke bahar nikal jayenge.
 
Gaadi jab Pandey Ji ke aalishaan ghar ke samne ruki, toh wahan ka VIP nazaara dekh kar meri saans atak gayi. Main gate par chaar guards khade the. Parking me chamchamati hui do-teen safed Fortuner aur kuchh kaale rang ki Scorpio khadi thi, jinke bonnet par political party ka jhanda laga tha. Main behad sehmi hui, apni bhari hui gaand ko matkati hui Farha Baaji ke peechhe-peechhe andar dakhil hui. Italian marble ke farsh par jab meri sandle ki aawaz gunji, to mujhe aisa laga jaise main kisi mahal me aa gyi hun.
 
Tabhi main hall ke unche leather sofe se ek lamba, chouda aur muscular saaya utha. Wo koi aur nahi, khud Vivaan tha. Usne ek bohot hi patli, sleeveless gym t-shirt pehni hui thi jisme se uske gathile biceps aur chouda seena saaf jhalak raha tha. Uske jism se ek mardana, garm cologne ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Usne jaise hi meri kaali abaya me lipti hui surahi jaisi jism ko dekha, uski aankhon me ek hawasi chamak daud gayi, bilkul usi parlor waale din jaisa. Usne meri 30 inch ki patli kamar aur upar-neeche ke un bhare ubhaaron ko is tarah ghoora jaise wo kapde ke paar meri laal rang ki bra aur panty ko dekh raha ho.
 
"Arre Farha! Aa gayi tum... aur saath me... Samreen Aunty ko bhi le aayi," Vivaan ne apne hothon par zabaan pherte hue kaha. Uske muh se mera naam sunkar meri bra ke andar band meri chhati zor-zor se dhadakne lagin. Mera jism uske is garm aur wild roop ke samne andar hi andar pighalne laga tha, aur meri jaangho ke beech ki wo laal panty ab halki si garm nami se tarr hone lagi thi.
 
Main hall ki khamoshi me Vivaan ki wo mardana aur bhari aawaz kisi hathode ki tarah gunji thi. Usne jis andaz se mera naam liya tha, usne mere kaan me pighla hua sheesha ghol diya. Main wahan khadi apni kaali abaya ke gher ko dono haathon se bheenchte hue use dekh rahi thi. Uski sleeveless gym t-shirt ke andar se uske tana hue muscular biceps aur choude seene bilkul saaf jhalak rahe the, aur un par aayi hui paseene ki boondein subah ki dhoop me chamak rahi thin.
 
"Haan Vivaan, main samreen ko lekar bilkul waqt par aa gayi hoon," Farha Baaji ne aage badhte hue bohot hi laad aur nazaqat se kaha. Unka dupatta unke seene se thoda sarak gaya tha, aur unke chehre par ek aisi besharam muskaan thi jo kisi shareef ghar ki aurat ke chehre par nahi ho sakti.

Vivaan ne sofe se uthte hue Farha Baaji ke kandhe par apna bada aur gathila hath rakha aur unhe bilkul apne qareeb kheenchte hue bola, "Bohot accha kiya Farha, tum humesha apna wada poora karti ho. Par tumhari ye mehendi artist toh kuchh zyada hi darr rahi hain. Kyun Aunty, isse pehle kabhi itne bade ghar me nahi aayin kya?"

Usne Farha Baaji ko unke naam se pukara jaisa ki main kuchh dino se sun rhi hun. Farha Baaji mujhse umar me kam se kam das saal badi thin, unke chehre aur gardan par umar ka asar saaf dikhne laga tha, phir bhi 20 saal ka ye jawan unhe unke naam se pukar kar unke jism se khelta tha. Aur mujhe... meri umar abhi sirf 32 saal thi, mera jism apni poori jawan hadd par tha, meri 36D chhatiyo ka ubhaar aur 38 inch ki bhari hui choudi gaand is abaya ke andar kisi rasile aam ki tarah pakki hui thin, phir bhi wo mujhe baar-baar Aunty keh kar shayad mujhe chidha raha tha.

Mera dil andar hi andar ek ajeeb si jalan aur gusse se bhar gaya. Ek paakiza aur nikaah-shuda aurat hone ke naate mujhe is baat se farq nahi padna chahiye tha, mujhe toh khush hona chahiye tha, lekin mere jism ki sacchai is waqt bilkul badal chuki thi. Mera andaruni guroor jaag utha tha. Main andar hi andar sochne lagi ki "Ye ladka mujhe baar-baar Aunty kyun bol raha hai? Kya main itni umardaraj lagti hoon? Kya meri is kaali abaya aur is veil ne mujhe iske samne ek nani-dadi jaisa bana diya hai? Agar ye Farha Baaji ko naam se pukar kar unke jism ka maza le sakta hai, toh mujhe dekh kar iske muh se Aunty kyun nikalta hai jabki mera jism unse kahin zyada bhara hua jawan aur gathila hai?"

Lekin agle hi pal main khud se darr gayi. Maine socha, "***... main ye sab kya soch rahi hoon? Main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hoon, biwi hoon. Mujhe is gair-*** ke jawan ladke ke muh se apna naam sunne ki itni tadap kyun ho rahi hai? Mujhe is baat se jalan kyun ho rahi hai ki wo Farha Baaji ko naam se pukar raha hai aur mujhe nhi?"

Lekin jism ki bhookh aur hawas ka nasha bohot khaufnaak hota hai. Jab main un dono ko itne qareeb khada dekh rahi thi, toh meri kaali abaya ke andar band meri 36D size ki chhatiyon par bandhi hui laal bra ke lace borders meri gori twacha ko chhubhne lage. Vivaan ki mardana aur garm cologne ki khushboo mere nathuno ke zariye mere dimag me utar rahi thi, jisse meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand par lipti laal panty ke andar ek ajeeb si garm nami aur tezi se risne lagi thi.

Farha Baaji ne halke se muskura kar Vivaan ke seene par apna hath mara aur boli, "Arre Vivaan, tum toh bas badmashi shuru kar dete ho. Chalo, Samreen ko upar uske kamre me chhod aao, jahan madam ne uske rukne ka intezam kiya hai. Aur dhyan rakhna, ye bohot shareef hai, tumhari tarah khuli hui nahi hai.", "kya? Shareef? Tab to maza aayega" Vivaan ne ek shaitani hansi haste hue Farha Baaji ko alag kiya aur dheere-dheere mere paas aane laga.

Uske har ek kadam ke sath mere pair zameen me dhaste ja rahe the. Jab wo mere bilkul samne aakar khada hua, toh uska lamba aur muscular jism mujh par haavi ho gaya. Uske choude baazuon ki garm hiddat mujhe apni abaya ke kapde ke paar mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne aage jhuk kar meri aankhon me seedhe dekha, uski aankhon me is waqt aisi khullam-khulla chamak thi jise dekh kar koi bhi aurat apna sab kuchh bhool jaye.

"Aaiye Samreen Aunty, main aapko aapka kamra dikha deta hoon," Vivaan ne mere kaan ke bilkul paas aakar apni garm aur dabi aawaz me kaha. "Wahan chal kar main aapki mehendi ke designs bhi dekhunga, aur ye bhi dekhunga ki is kaali abaya ke andar aapne kya-kya chhupa rakha hai." Uski ye baat sunkar mere hosh ud gye, main bolna chahti thi par mere muh se ek shabd bhi nhi nikla.

Hum dono upar ki manzil ki taraf badhne lage. Farha Baaji neeche hi ruk gayin thin kisi kaam se. Oonchi aur aalishaan jhaalar wali seodhiyo par jab main aage badh rahi thi, toh meri 38 inch ki bhari hui gaand abaya ke andar har kadam ke saath halki si matak rahi thi. Vivaan mere bilkul peechhe-peechhe chal raha tha. Mujhe saaf mehsoos ho raha tha ki uski nigahein meri peeth aur meri choudi gaand ke ubhaar par hi tiki hui thin.

Seedhiyo ke aakhri mod par pahunchte hi, jab aas-pas koi naukar nahi tha, Vivaan ne achanak tezi se aage badhkar apna ek bada aur gathila hath meri patli kamar par rakh diya. "Ahhh... !" mere muh se ek halki si aah nikal gayi. Uske garam haathon ka dabao jab meri abaya ke kapde ke upar se meri narm kamar par pada, toh mere jism me jaise bijli daud gayi. Maine jhatke se peechhe mudkar use dekha, meri aankhein sharm aur darr se bhari hui thin. "Vivaan... ye kya badtameezi hai? Chhodo mujhe! Main tumse keh rahi hoon na, ye galat hai."

"Badtameezi nahi hai, Samreen Aunty," Vivaan ne Aunty lafz par jaan-boojh kar aur zyada zor dete hue kaha, aur apna chehra mere itna qareeb laya ki hamari naak ek doosre se chhu rahi thin. "Aapka ye sexy aur bhara hua jism dekh kar mera dimaag kharab ho raha hai usi din se. Aapko pata hai, aapki ye chuchiyan is kaale kapde ke andar se bhi itni tight aur tani hui lag rahi hain ki mera dil kar raha hai ki main yahin aapki is abaya ko phad doon aur aapki chuchiyan masal masal ke chus lun. Shayad aapka shauhar namard hai, wo nhi janta hoga ki is khazane ko kaise nichoda jata hai tabhi to aisi garam biwi ko kaam pe bhejta hai."

Ab kya bataun main, Uske muh se namard aur khazane ko nichodna jaise gande alfaaz sunkar meri bra ke andar band mere narm chuchon ke nipple sakht ho gaye. Mera jism is tarah ki gandi baatein sunne ka aadi nahi tha, par un baaton me ek aisi mardana garmi thi jise sunkar meri panty ke andar bhi meri sharmgah se meetha paani risne laga tha. Main uski garm aankhon me dekhte hue bilkul bejaan ho rahi thi. Maine bohot hi narm aur kamzor aawaz me use mana karne ki koshish ki, "Nahi Vivaan... tum… tum ye kya kar rhe ho... aisi baatein mat karo... main ek nikaah-shuda paakiza aurat hoon..."

"Are Nikaah-shuda mere laude pe… Kal mere birthday ki raat aap sirf meri rahogi," Vivaan ne meri kamar par apna dabao aur mazboot karte hue mujhe deewar se tika diya. Uske gathile jism ka poora dabao meri 36D ki chhatiyo aur meri jaangho par padne laga. Usne mere kaan ke paas apne hoth laye aur bilkul dabi hui, gandi aawaz me bola, "Kal raat ko jab main aapki is kaali abaya ko utarunga, aur aapki panty ko cheer kar apna jawan aur garam lund aapki gadrayi chut mein dalunga... tab aap chilayengi... aur tabhi se aap meri raand banogi."

Uske is khullam-khulla aur behad kaamuk shabdon mere dimaag ki ek-ek nas ko hila kar rakh diya. Wo mujhe Aunty keh kar sirf chidha raha tha, taaki meri *** haya ko ek khel bana sake, jabki uske napaak khayal mere pure jism ko nigalne ke liye betaab the. Main deewar se tiki khadi rahi, meri saansen tezi se chal rahi thin, aur meri aankhein us badmaash ke jawan chehre par tiki thin, jahan se ab nikalne ka har rasta hamesha ke liye band ho chuka tha.

Vivaan ne jab mujhe deewar se alag kiya, toh mere jism ke har ek hisse me ek aisi siharan daud rahi thi jise rokna mere bas me nahi tha. Meri 36D size ki bhari hui chuchiyan abaya ke andar is tarah tezi se upar-neeche ho rahi thin jaise wo is band kaid se bahar aane ke liye betaab hon. Mera poora badan paseene me naha raha tha, aur meri 38 inch ki choudi gaand par lipti hui laal panty ab Vivaan ke gathile ghutne ke dabbao aur uski gandi baaton ki wajah se bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. “Haaye ***… ye ladka itna besharm kaise ho sakta hai…” mere dimaag me bas yahi chal rha tha.

"Chalo Samreen Aunty, ab bohot nakhre ho gaye," Vivaan ne mere kamre ka darwaza kholte hue ek shaitani muskaan ke sath kaha. "Farha ne kaha tha na ki aapke paas mehendi ke bohot hi naye aur khoobsurat designs hain? Mujhe wahi designs dekhne hain. Kal mera birthday hai, aur main chahta hoon ki aapke haathon ka sabse behtareen rang mere ghar par bikhre."

Main kisi bejaan laash ki tarah dheere-dheere kamre ke andar dakhil hui. Kamre me halke peele rang ki lights jal rahi thin, jisse wahan ka mahaul aur bhi zyada gehra aur kaamuk lag raha tha. Maine kaampte hue haathon se apne purse se wo velvet ka mehendi catalogue nikala. Mere narm aur gore haath is waqt is tarah tharr-tharra rahe the jaise main koi gunahgaar dastavez khol rahi hoon. Main bed ke kinare par baith gayi, aur meri abaya ka gher farsh par phail gaya.

Vivaan door khada nahi raha. Wo turant mere bilkul paas bed par baith gaya. Uske baithte hi mulayam gaddha ek taraf jhuk gaya, jisse mera bhari jism khud-ba-khud sarak kar uske muscular aur gathile badan se bilkul chipak gaya. Uske sleeveless gym t-shirt ke andar se aane wali jawan mardana garmi meri abaya ke kapde ko cheer kar meri nangi twacha ko pighlane lagi.

Maine kaampte hue haathon se catalogue ka pehla panna palta. "Ye... ye normal function ke designs hain, Vivaan... aur ye baajuon par lagane ke liye hain," maine bohot hi dabi, narm aur pyaar bhari aawaz me kaha. Meri aawaz me ab koi sakhti ya gussa nahi bacha tha, balki ek aisi dabi hui kaamuk tadap thi jise sunkar Vivaan ka hausla aur zyada badh gaya.

Vivaan ne designs par nazar daalne ke bahaane apna chehra mere bilkul paas laya. Uski garm saansen meri nangi gardan aur kaan ke peechhe ke hisse par takra rahi thin, jisse meri laal bra ke andar band mere dono nipple bilkul tight aur khade ho gaye, haaye main ye kya bol rhi hun. Usne apna ek hath aage badhaya aur catalogue par rakh diya, par uski ungliyan jaan-boojh kar mere gore ungliyon se chhu rahi thin.

"hmm... ye sab designs toh auntiyon ke liye acche hain, Aunty," Vivaan ne mere kaan ke paas apne hoth laakar bohot hi gandi aur haseen aawaz me phusphusaya. Usne catalogue ka ek panna aur palta, jahan ek bada, seedha aur lamba design bana hua tha, jiske beech me naam likhne ki jagah chhuti hui thi. "Haan! Ye design dekhiye... ye bilkul lamba aur seedha hai. Mujhe ye pasand hai. Mujhe isi design me mehendi lagwani hai."

Maine chain ki saans lene ki koshish ki, "Th…Theek hai, agar tumhein ye pasand hai toh parso jab baaki log lagwayenge, main tumhare haath par bhi...", " Ek minute Ek minute… Maine kab kaha ki mujhe ye mehendi apne haath par lagwani hai, Samreen Aunty?" Vivaan ne achanak meri baat kaat di, aur uski aawaz me ek aisi napaak zidd thi jise sunkar mere pure jism ka khoon jam gaya.

Maine chaunk kar uski taraf dekha. Uski nigahein is waqt meri aankhon me nahi thin, balki wo seedhe mere dono jaangho ke us beech wale hisse ko dekh raha tha jahan meri panty geeli ho chuki thi. "Toh... toh phir kahan lagwaoge?" maine apne masoom chehre ke saath haklaate hue poocha, mera dil is tarah dhadak raha tha jaise abhi bahar nikal aayega. Vivaan ne catalogue ko jhatke se band kiya aur use bed par phek diya. Usne apna haath aage badhaya aur meri thuddi ko pakad kar mere chehre ko apni taraf ghuma diya. Uske anguthe ka dabao mere narm hothon par tha.

"Mujhe ye mehendi apne 3 inch mote aur 9 inch lambe jawan lund par lagwani hai," Vivaan ne bilkul dabi hui, gandi aur behad kamuk aawaz me kaha. Uske ek-ek lafz me hawas ka nasha tha. "Aur sirf design nahi chahiye... mujhe us par ek naam chahiye. Mujhe mere lund ke top se lekar neeche tak aapke haathon se likha hua chahiye SAMREEN naam. Main chahta hoon ki aapka naam meri is mardana takat par is tarah rache ki jab kal raat ko main is lund ko aapki garam chut me daaloon, toh aapka naam aapki hi chut ki garmi ke andar pighle."

Us badmaash ke muh se itni gandi aur khullam-khulla baatein sunkar mere hosh poori tarah ud gaye. Meri aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin. Ek paakiza aurat, jo kal tak sar jhuka kar chalti thi, aaj ek 20 saal ke jawan mard ke samne baithi thi jo uske naam ko apne lund par likhwane ki zidd kar raha tha. Mera zameer andar se cheekh utha, "haaye ***! Ye kaisi musibat hai? Main ek nikaah-shuda aurat hoon, main kisi gair mard ke us ang ko kaise chhu sakti hoon? Mujhe yahan se bhaag jaana chahiye!" Lekin mere jism ke andar jo 12 saal ki pyaas thi, usne is khaufnaak farmaish ko sunte hi ek aisi kaamuk karwat li jise main bayaan nahi kar sakti.

Mera chehra sharm aur hawas ki garmi se bilkul laal ho chuka tha. Meri saansen itni tez ho gayin ki meri 36D chuchiyan meri abaya ke kapde ko faad kar baahar aane ke liye tarasne lagin. Maine bina chahte hue bhi apni nazar neeche ki taraf ghumayi, jahan Vivaan ki tight pant ke andar uski mardana takat pehle se hi ek bade ubhaar ki tarah tanni hui saaf dikh rahi thi. Wo sach me bohot mota aur lamba lag rha tha, bilkul mere shauhar Asif ke us chhote aur kamzor lulli se alag.

"Haayee ***... Vivaan... nahi... tum… tum ye kya bol rhe ho..." mere muh se ek aisi kaamuk aur dabi hui aah nikli jo mana karne ke liye nahi, balki use aur uksane ke liye thi. Maine apne dono haathon se bed ki chadar ko zor se jakad liya kyunki mujhe mehsoos ho raha tha ki meri laal panty ke andar se mitha aur garm paani ab bilkul beh kar meri jaangho tak utar raha tha. "Main... main tumhara naam wahan kaise... haaye *** main ek shareef aurat hoon, Vivaan..."

"Are shareef aurat mere laude pe… kab se Shareef aurat kya laga rakkha hai Samreen Aunty, ab aap sirf meri kal raat ki raand ho," Vivaan ne meri thuddi par apna dabao aur badhate hue, mere hothon ke itna paas aakar kaha ki uske hoth mere hothon se halke se chhu gaye. "Mujhe pata hai aapki chut is waqt paani chhod rahi hai. Kal aap sabse pehle isi kamre me aakar mere is mote lund par mehendi se apna naam likhogi. Aur agar aapne nakhre kiye, toh Farha ko toh main nangi karta hi hoon, aapko bhi sabke samne nangi kar dunga."

Usne apna haath meri thuddi se hataya aur meri abaya ke andar haath daal kar meri laal bra ke oopri hisse par apna garam hath pher diya aur meri chuchi ko kas ke masal diya, haaye. Uske gathile haathon ka wo wild touch meri gori chuchi par padte hi mere muh se ek behadd kaamuk cheekh nikal gayi, "Ahhh... haaye *** … Vivaan... bas karo...", Wo ek shaitani hansi hasta hua utha aur kamre se bahar nikal gaya, mujhe us aalishaan bed par poori tarah pighli hui aur gunah ke nashe me dhoobakar garam hi chhod gaya.

To Be Continued...

[Herotic]

Herotic bhai aapne to kabhie itni der nahin ki update ke liye...sab theek hai?

Haan haan bhai sab khairiyat hai. thanks for asking

[Yash120]

Zabardast

[Heenaparveen]

Bohat bohat bohat hi ache se discribe kiya hai. I love this story.

[Sahazaem]

Zabardast

[behka]

Excellent update

[behka]

Nek shuda and aur shareef Samreen ki panty andar se bheeg gayee hain...agar yeh baat sabko pata chal jaaye to Samreen ki paak aur nek banne ka jo image hain uska kya hoga

[Alima sanah]

why my comment has been deleted

[amirrulezmir]

Very nice story and super update and buildup.

I have few suggestions for the author.

Let Samreen fall for the men both old and young.

Let her write name on all the men in the party and not just Vivan.

Let the men mix some cum from each one of them in the mehndi paste and sign their name on Samreen.

Let the men also ejaculate on the face veil as well as a parting gift

Also describe the dress of the character for the event like any farsi dress or something in trend.

Lastly let her take a selfie or a a pic with all the males with her name written on their parts holding upto her face.

Eagerly waiting for the update or updates

[amirrulezmir]

Don't humiliate Samreen but let her enjoyed explore this new feeling and try new things as a dare of inhibitions

[Veer]

Ekdum lajawab aur garma garam update.

[Sharmin Shila]

बहुत ही रोमांचक और कामुक लेखन।

[Samreen khan]

Very nice story ?