Adultery Shanaya Ki Kahaniya

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Main subah ki halki si dhoop mein aankhen kholi. Goa ka yeh luxury room abhi bhi thoda andhera tha, lekin window se golden sunlight andar aa rahi thi. Mera pura sharir thaka hua tha, lekin andar se ek nasha sa chhaya hua tha. Kal raat ki yaadein abhi bhi mere dil aur choot mein tazi thi.

Main bilkul nangi leti hui thi. Meri moti gaand bed ke mattress mein dheemi si dab rahi thi. Mere bhari 36-inch ke stan upar-neeche ho rahe the saans ke saath. Meri janghon ke beech abhi bhi thoda geela-pan mehsoos ho raha tha — kal raat Rohan uncle ke cumka kuch hissa abhi bhi andar tha.

Mere side mein Rohan uncle lethe hue the. Unki chaudi chhati dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Unki mardani daadi subah ki sunlight mein chamak rahi thi. Unka mota 7-inch lund ab dheela pada tha, lekin phir bhi impressive lag raha tha — thoda geela, mere aur unke orgasm ke mixture se.

Main unki taraf palti aur unke chehre ko dekhti rahi. Itna mature, powerful aur experienced aadmi… aur kal raat se yeh mera lover ban chuka tha. Papa ka sabse purana dost. Ye soch kar mujhe thodi si sharam bhi aayi aur bahut garmi bhi.

Tabhi unhone aankhen kholi. Unki gehri aankhon mein wohi bhookh thi jo kal raat se dekh rahi thi.

“Subah ho gayi beti…” unhone dheemi, husky awaaz mein kaha aur ek haath badha kar mere gaal ko sahlaaya. Unki ungliyan meri skin par dheere se ghoomne lagi — gaal se gardan tak, phir kandhe tak.

“Mmm… good morning uncle,” main sharmate hue muskurayi aur unke seene par haath rakh diya.

Unhone mujhe apne paas kheench liya. Hum dono ke nange shareer ek dusre se lipat gaye. Unki garam saans mere chehre par pad rahi thi. Unhone dheere se mera maatha chuma, phir aankhen, phir naak, aur aakhir mein mere hothon ko apne hothon mein le liya.

Ye kiss bahut soft aur romantic tha. Pehle toh sirf hothon ka sparsh, phir dheere-dheere gehra. Unki jeebh meri jeebh se mil gayi. Hum dono dheere-dheere kiss kar rahe the, jaise subah ka pyar manaa rahe hon. Unke haath meri peeth par ghoom rahe the — kabhi halka sa sahlaate, kabhi thoda zor se dabate.

“Tu kal raat bahut wild thi beti,” unhone kiss ke beech mein kaha. 

“Meri chhoti si randi ban gayi thi… ab subah bhi itni sexy lag rahi hai.”Main sharma kar unke seene mein muh chhupa liya. 

“Uncle… aapne hi mujhe aisa bana diya. Kal raat aapne mujhe itna choda… main abhi bhi andar feel kar rahi hoon aapko.”

Unhone muskurate hue mujhe litaya aur upar aa gaye. Ab unka bhari sharir mere upar tha, lekin pura weight nahi daal rahe the. Unhone meri dono baahon ko pakad kar upar kiya aur meri armpits ko chuma. Phir unki jeebh meri gardan par ghoomne lagi — dheere-dheere lick karte hue, kabhi halka sa kaat te hue.

“Aaahh… uncle…” main siskari bhar uthi.Unke haath mere bhari stano par pahunch gaye. Unhone dono stanon ko niche se uthaya aur dheere se masalne lage. Unki ungliyan mere nipples ko pakad kar ghuma rahi thi. Phir unhone ek stan muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lage. Jebhh se ghumate hue, kabhi daant se halka kaat te hue.

“Mmm… kitne perfect hain tere chuuche beti… itne bhari, itne soft… aur ye pink nipples… bahut tasty hain,” unhone muh se alag hokar bola aur dusre stan ko chusne lage.

Main unke baalon mein haath daal kar unka sir aur kheench rahi thi. “Chusiye uncle… aur zor se… haan… aapke muh mein bahut accha lag raha hai…”

Unhone mere stanon ko achhe se chusne ke baad neeche ki taraf badhe. Meri pet par kiss kiye, naabhi mein jeebh daali, phir meri smooth waxed choot ke upar tak aaye. Unhone dono taange chaudi karke meri inner thighs ko chuma aur kaata. Har kiss ke saath meri body mein current daud raha tha.

Phir unhone meri choot par ek lamba, geela lick diya. “Uffff… abhi bhi teri choot geeli hai beti… kitni tasty hai tu.”

Main karah uthi, “Uncle… aapki jeebh… bahut accha lag raha hai… aaahh…”

Unhone 2-3 minute tak meri choot ko chaata — dheere, gehre licks, clit ko chusna, kabhi andar jeebh daalna. Main unke muh par apni choot ragad rahi thi. Lekin unhone mujhe jhadne nahi diya. Unhone upar aakar mujhe kiss kiya aur bola,

“Ab shower lete hain beti. Tere saath shower lene ka bahut mann hai.”Hum dono uth kar bathroom ki taraf gaye. Unhone shower on kiya. Garam paani ki boondein hum dono par girne lagi. Hum dono ek dusre se lipat kar khade the. Paani humare shareeron par beh raha tha.

Unhone mujhe deewar se laga diya aur wild kiss karne lage. Unki jeebh meri jeebh ko chod rahi thi. Unke haath mere stano ko zor se masal rahe the, nipples ko pinch kar rahe the. Main unki gardan ko chum rahi thi, unki chaudi chhati par haath fer rahi thi.

Phir unhone mujhe ghuma diya. Meri peeth unke seene se sat gayi. Unhone mere stano ko peeche se pakda aur masalne lage jabki unka lund meri gaand ke beech mein ragad raha tha.

“Kitni soft hai teri gaand beti… kal raat isko faadne ka mann kar raha tha,” unhone mere kaan mein kaha aur meri gaand par thappad maara.

Main moan kar uthi, “Uncle… aap bahut naughty ho subah-subah… aaahh…”

Unhone mujhe ghumaya aur ghutno par baith gaye. Shower ke paani ke neeche unhone meri choot ko phir se chaatna shuru kiya. Main unke sir ko pakad kar unke muh par apni choot ragad rahi thi. Phir maine bhi unke lund ko pakda aur chusne lagi. Paani hum dono ke shareer par beh raha tha, humare moans shower ke shor mein mil rahe the.

Thodi der baad main aur horny ho gayi. Meri choot bilkul geeli aur bechain thi.

“Uncle… mujhe aapka lund chahiye… abhi…” main haanfte hue boli.

Rohan uncle muskuraye. Unhone shower band kiya aur mujhe utha kar bathroom ke andar le gaye. Unhone toilet seat par baith gaye, unka mota lund poora khada tha.

“Aa beti… upar aa… chadh ja mujh pe,” unhone command kiya.

Main unke upar chadh gayi. Dono taange unki jaanghon ke sides mein rakhi aur dheere se unke lund par baithne lagi. Unka mota supada meri choot ko stretch karte hue andar ghusne laga.

“Aaaahhh… uncle… kitna mota hai… har baar apka lund meri chut ko faad deta hai aisa lagta hai…” main siskari bhar rahi thi.

Inch by inch unka poora lund meri choot mein utar gaya. Ab main unke upar baithi hui thi, unke lund ko poori tarah andar liye hue. Hum dono ek dusre ko dekhte hue the. Unhone mere stano ko pakda aur masalne lage.

“Ride kar beti… apni choot se mera lund chod… haan… aise…” unhone kaha.

Main upar-neeche hone lagi. Pehle dheere-dheere, phir speed badhate hue. Meri gaand unki jaanghon par thap-thap ki awaaz kar rahi thi. Mere bhari stan unke chehre ke saamne uchal rahe the. Unhone ek stan muh mein le liya aur chusne lage.

“Fuck uncle… bahut gehra ja raha hai… aapka lund meri choot ko poora bhar deta hai… haan… aur zor se…” main unke kandhon par haath rakh kar ride kar rahi thi.Unhone meri kamar pakdi aur neeche se dhakke marne lage. Hum dono sync mein chod rahe the. Paani ki boondein abhi bhi humare shareer par thi. Bathroom mein sirf humari saanson aur thap-thap ki awaaz thi.

Main unke upar jhuk kar unhe kiss karne lagi. Wild, passionate kiss. Unki jeebh meri jeebh ko chod rahi thi jabki neeche mera hips unke lund par upar-neeche ho raha tha.

“Uncle… aap bahut deep chod rahe hain… meri G-spot ko ragad rahe ho… aaahhh… bahut mazaa aa raha hai…”Hum is cowgirl position mein kaafi der tak chodte rahe. Main kabhi tez ride kar rahi thi, kabhi slow aur gehre strokes le rahi thi. Unhone kabhi mere stano ko masla, kabhi meri gaand ko thappad maara, kabhi meri clit ko ungli se ragda.

Lekin jab unka lund aur sakht hone laga aur unki saansein tez hone lagi, unhone mujhe rok diya.“Bas beti… ab position change karte hain… main abhi nahi jhadna chahta,” unhone husky awaaz mein kaha aur Unhone mujhe apni god mein utha liya. Unka lund abhi bhi meri choot mein hi tha. Shower on kiya aur garam paani hum dono par girne laga. 

Unhone mujhe deewar ki taraf ghuma diya. Meri dono haath deewar par the, main thodi jhuki hui thi, meri gaand unki taraf thi.

Rohan uncle mere peeche khade ho gaye. Unhone meri kamar pakdi aur apna mota lund meri choot par ragadne lage. Phir ek zor dar dhakka maara aur poora lund andar ghusa diya.

“Aaaaiii maaa… uncle!! Bahut behrahemi se daal toh ho aap… aaahhh…” main deewar ko pakad kar cheekh padi.

Is position mein unka lund bahut gehra aur powerful dhakke de raha tha. Har thrust ke saath meri gaand unke pelvis se zor se takra rahi thi — “Thap… thap… thap… thap…” ki tez awaaz shower ke paani ke shor mein mil rahi thi.

“Le beti… le… teri moti gaand bahut sexy lag rahi hai is angle se… dekh kaise mera lund teri choot ko faad raha hai,” unhone meri gardan kaat te hue kaha aur meri gaand par zor ka thappad maara.

“Haan uncle… zor se chodiye… meri choot aapke lund ke liye bani hai… aaahhh… aap bahut gehra chod rahe ho… meri andar tak pahunch raha hai aapka supada… uffff… aur tez… meri gaand ko aur thappad maariye…” main deewar par haath rakh kar moan kar rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne meri kamar ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur machine gun ki tarah tez dhakke marne lage. Unka mota lund har baar poora bahar nikal kar phir se andar tak ghusta tha. Meri choot unke lund ko zor-zor se nichod rahi thi. Paani humare shareeron par beh raha tha, hum dono paseene aur paani se tar the.Unhone ek haath aage badha kar meri clit ko ungli se ragadne lage. 

Ab double attack chal raha tha — andar lund aur bahar clit. Main pagal ho rahi thi mazze se.“Uncle… clit mat chhodo… haan… aise hi… main jhadne wali hoon… aaahhh… aapka lund aur ungli dono se pagal ho rahi hoon… zor se chodiye… meri choot faad dijiye aaj bhi…” main chillayi.

“Le meri randi beti… le… teri choot mera lund nigal rahi hai… kitni bhookhi hai tu subah-subah… bol… uncle ka lund pasand hai na tujhe?” unhone meri gaand par lagatar thappad marte hue poocha.

“Bahut pasand hai uncle… aapka mota, nason se bhara, garam lund… mujhe roz chahiye… aaahhh… aap meri personal fuck machine ho… haan… aur zor se… meri choot ke andar bhar do apna cum… main aapki cum-slut hoon…” main wild ho kar boli.

Rohan uncle ab poori tarah pagalo ki tarah chod rahe the mujhe. Unke dhakke itne tez the ki mera pura sharir aage-peeche ho raha tha. Meri gaand laal ho chuki thi unke thappdon se. Unhone meri baal pakad kar thoda sa peeche kheencha aur aur gehre dhakke maare.

“Le beti… main aane wala hoon… teri choot ne mujhe bahut paagal kar diya… andar hi bhar dunga… ready hai na mera garam maal lene ke liye?” unhone haanfte hue kaha.

“Haan uncle… andar hi daal do… poora bhar do meri choot ko… mujhe aapka garam cum andar feel karna hai… please… jhad do andar… aaaahhhhh!!”

Unhone last ke kuch bahut tez aur gehre dhakke maare. Phir unka lund mere andar hi phadakne laga aur garam-garam veery ki moti-moti dhaarein meri choot ke andar bharne lagi.

“Aaahhh… le beti… le mera saara cum… teri choot ko bhar raha hoon… haan… kitni acchi hai tu… meri personal cum-dump…” unhone karah kar kaha.

Main bhi unke saath hi jhad gayi. Meri choot unke lund ko zor-zor se nichod rahi thi. Hum dono shower ke neeche hi thak kar ek dusre se chipke hue the. Unka lund abhi bhi meri andar tha, dheere-dheere chhota ho raha tha. Unka garam cum meri choot se thoda bahar bhi nikal raha tha aur paani ke saath beh raha tha.

Hum dono kaafi der tak isi tarah khade rahe. Phir unhone mujhe ghumaya aur gehra kiss kiya.

“Bahut mazaa aaya beti… subah-subah tujhe chod kar din ki shuruaat perfect ho gayi,” unhone muskurate hue kaha.

Main unke seene par sir rakh kar boli, “Mujhe bhi bahut mazaa aaya uncle… aap har baar itna intense chodte ho… main toh addict ho rahi hoon aapke lund ki.”

Hum dono shower ke neeche hi thodi der aur kiss karte rahe, ek dusre ko sahlate rahe. Phir shower off kiya aur towel se ek dusre ko pochne lage. Unhone mujhe towel mein lapet liya aur bed par le aaye.

Hum dono bed par let gaye. Unki bahon mein leti hui main unki chaudi chhati par haath fer rahi thi.

“Uncle… aaj ka plan kya hai?” main unke seene par chhoti-chhoti kiss karte hue poocha.“

Pehle toh breakfast karenge… phir shopping chalte hain. Mujhe tujhe naye bikinis aur sexy clothes kharidna hai. Kal raat wali black dress bahut hot thi, lekin aur bhi chahiye. Short dresses, deep cleavage wali tops, aur especially bikinis — string wale, micro bikinis… jo teri gaand aur choot ko achhe se highlight kare,” unhone muskurate hue kaha aur meri gaand par haath ferne lage.

Main sharma kar boli, “Uncle… aap sach mein mujhe randi bana rahe ho… lekin mujhe bhi bahut excitement aa rahi hai. Beach par nayi bikini pehen kar aapke saath ghoomungi… aur aap mujhe dekh-dekh kar horny ho jaoge.”

“Haan beti… aur raat ko wo bikini utaar kar tujhe chodunga,” unhone mere kaan mein kaha.

Phir main thodi serious ho gayi. “Uncle… ek baat soch rahi thi… kal raat aapne kitni baar meri chut ke andar paani nikala… aur abhi bhi shower mein andar… mujhe thoda dar lag raha hai. Main 19 ki hoon, pregnant ho gayi toh bahut problem ho jayegi. Papa ko pata chal gaya toh???…”

Rohan uncle ne mujhe apne paas kheench liya aur mere maathe par kiss kiya. “Chinta mat kar beti. Main bhi soch raha tha is baare mein. Aaj shopping ke time chemist se emergency contraceptive pills le lenge. Ya better, regular birth control pills shuru kar denge. Main tujhe unprotected chodna chahta hoon kyunki tujhe andar cum karne ka mazaa bahut accha lagta hai… lekin safety bhi rakh lenge.”

Main relief feel karte hue boli, “Haan uncle… mujhe bhi unprotected bahut pasand hai… aapka garam cum andar feel karna… lekin pregnant nahi hona mujhe abhi. Aap pills le aayenge na?”

“Zaroor le aayenge. aur le aayenge kya hum saath me shopping jayenge tab le lenge, Aur aaj raat se pehle ek baar aur le lena. Tension mat le… main sab handle karunga. Tu bas meri randi ban kar maze le,” unhone mere stano ko dabate hue kaha.

Main muskurayi, “Theek hai uncle… ab aap meri personal sugar daddy ban gaye ho… shopping, chudai, aur protection sab aapka zimma.”Unhone hans kar mujhe kiss kiya. 

“Haan meri jaan… poori vacation tujhe queen bana kar rakhunga. Subah chudai, din mein shopping aur beach, raat mein hardcore fuck. Outdoor sex bhi karenge jaise tu chahti thi.”

Hum dono aur thodi der tak bed par let kar baatein karte rahe — kis beach par jayenge, kaunsi bikini kharidenge, raat ko kya position try karenge. Meri dilemma khatam ho chuki thi. Ab sirf excitement thi.

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Thodi der me main bathroom me kapde badalne chali gayi, Main bathroom ke mirror ke saamne khadi thi. Dil mein ek alag hi excitement thi. Kal raat aur subah ki chudai ke baad bhi sharir mein thakan ke saath ek nasha sa tha. 

Rohan uncle ne mujhe instruction di thi — “Aaj koi bra aur panty nahi pehenna beti. Sirf dress.”

Main ne white deep-neck bodycon dress nikala. Ye dress bahut tight aur figure-hugging tha. Jab maine use pehna, toh mirror mein dekh kar khud hi shock ho gayi. Dress meri body ko bilkul second skin ki tarah chipak gaya tha. Mera deep cleavage bahut saaf dikh raha tha — mere bhari 36-inch ke stan dono taraf se dab kar aur bhi ubhar aaye the. Dress ki neck itni deep thi ki meri underboobs ka bhi thoda hissa dikhai de raha tha. Dress meri patli kamar ko highlight kar raha tha aur meri moti, gol gaand ko itna tight pakad raha tha ki har curve saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Dress meri janghon ke upar tak thi, thodi si chalne par aur upar chadh jaati thi.

Main ne andar kuch nahi pehna tha — na bra, na panty. Meri choot bilkul nangi thi dress ke neeche, aur halki si hawa lagte hi mujhe thandi si sarsarahat mehsoos ho rahi thi. Nipples dress ke kapde se ragad kar sakht ho chuke the aur saaf dikh rahe the.

Main ne thoda makeup kiya — light pink lipstick, eyeliner aur cheeks par blush. Baal khule chhod diye, thode waves mein. Last mein heels pehen li. Ab main poori tarah ready thi.

Jab main room mein aayi, Rohan uncle bed par baith kar phone dekh rahe the. Jaise hi unhone mujhe dekha, unki aankhen chamak uthi.

“Fuck beti…” unhone dheemi awaaz mein kaha aur uth kar mere paas aaye. Unhone mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha. 

“Ye kya maal bana diya hai apne aapko tune aaj? Ye white bodycon… teri body ko itna perfectly highlight kar rahi hai. Tera cleavage dekh… kitna deep hai… aur ye stan… bina bra ke itne ubhar aaye hain ki lag raha hai dress faad kar bahar aa jayenge.”

Unhone dono haathon se mere stano ko niche se uthaya aur dabaya. 

“Aur ye gaand… dress mein kitni sexy lag rahi hai. Koi bhi dekh lega toh control nahi hoga.” Unhone meri gaand par zor se thappad maara.

Main sharma kar unke seene mein muh chhupa liya. “Uncle… aapne hi kaha tha bina kuch pehne aao. Ab mujhe bahar jaate hue bahut sharam aa rahi hai. Log dekhenge toh…

”“Sharam kyun? Tu meri hot randi hai aaj. Aur main chahta hoon sab dekh le ki kitni sexy beti hai meri,” unhone muskurate hue kaha aur mujhe kiss karne lage. Unki jeebh meri jeebh se mil gayi. Kiss gehra aur passionate tha. Unhone meri gaand ko dono haathon se masalte hue mujhe apne seene se chipka liya.

“Chal beti… shopping karne chalte hain. Tujhe nayi bikinis aur aur sexy dresses kharidni hain,” unhone kaha

.Hum dono room se bahar nikle. Main unke saath corridor mein chal rahi thi. Har kadam par dress meri janghon par tight ho raha tha aur meri gaand hil rahi thi. Bina panty ke mujhe thoda sa risk mehsoos ho raha tha — jaise koi bhi dekh lega toh meri choot ke shape ka pata chal jayega.

Elevator ke paas pahunch kar Rohan uncle ne button dabaya. Jaise hi elevator aaya, andar koi nahi tha aur hum andar gaye, unhone turant mujhe deewar se laga diya. Door band hote hi unhone mujhe wild kiss karna shuru kar diya.

Unki jeebh meri jeebh ko chod rahi thi. Unka ek haath mere dress pe upar se mere stan ko masal raha tha. Dusra haath meri dress ke neeche se meri gaand par tha. Kyunki main bina panty thi, unki ungliyan seedhe meri choot ke paas pahunch rahi thi.

“Aaahh… uncle… yahan elevator mein…” main siskari bhar rahi thi lekin ruk nahi rahi thi.

“Chup beti… tujhe risk pasand hai na? Abhi koi aa bhi jaye toh kya… tu meri hain,” unhone meri gardan par kiss karte hue kaha aur meri clit ko ungli se ragadne lage.

Main unke kandhe pakad kar moan kar rahi thi. Unka lund dress ke upar se meri jangh par sakht mehsoos ho raha tha. Hum dono itne mein maze le rahe the ki elevator ke rukne ka pata hi nahi chala.

Ping!

Elevator ek floor par ruk gaya. Door khula aur ek waiter andar aaya — umar lagbhag 28-30 saal, hotel uniform mein. Jaise hi usne humein dekha, uski aankhen phail gayi. Main deewar se lagi hui thi, mera dress upar chadha hua tha, Rohan uncle ka haath meri gaand par tha aur hum dono kiss kar rahe the.

Waiter bilkul shock ho gaya. Usne turant nazrein jhuka li lekin phir bhi side se humein dekh raha tha. Uska chehra laal ho gaya tha.

Rohan uncle ne meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhon mein wohi naughty chamak thi. Unhe meri risky fantasy yaad aa gayi thi. Unhone mujhe kiss karna nahi chhoda, balki aur passionate kiss karne lage. Unki jeebh meri jeebh ko andar bahar kar rahi thi.

Phir unhone waiter ki taraf dekha aur muskurate hue bola, “Kya baat hai bhai? koi problem ho gaya kya?”

Waiter kuch bol nahi pa raha tha. Sirf “Sorry sir…” mumbling kar raha tha.

Rohan uncle ne mujhe thoda sa ghumaya taaki waiter ko mera cleavage aur tight dress saaf dikh sake. Unhone meri kamar se haath ferte hue kaha, “Dekho bhai… ye ladki kitni hot hai na? Ye white dress mein kitni sexy lag rahi hai. Bol… iski figure kaisi hai?”

Waiter abhi bhi awkward tha lekin Usne dheere se kaha, “Sir… bahut beautiful hai… aur… figure bahut curvy hai.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Curvy hi nahi, bahut dangerous hai. Dekh iski gaand… kitni moti aur tight hai.” 

Unhone meri gaand par zor se thappad maara aur phir waiter se bola, 

“Touch karna chahega? Touch kar na bhai… feel kar iski softness. Meri beti ko bhi mazaa aayega.”Main sharma kar boli, 

“Uncle… please…” lekin andar se bahut excitement ho rahi thi aur chahti thi ki ek anjaan mard jiska naam bhi mujhe nahi pataa wo mujhe chune wala hai. Meri choot geeli hone lagi thi. Main pretend kar rahi thi ki bahut sharma rahi hoon, aankhen jhukaye hue thi, lekin dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.

Waiter hesitate kar raha tha. Rohan uncle ne phir se kaha, “Arre dar mat… touch kar. Meri beti ko public mein thoda attention pasand hai.”Waiter ne dheere se haath badhaya aur meri gaand par halka sa haath rakha. Jaise hi uski ungliyan meri gaand ko chhui, main ek halki si siski bhar uthi.

“Soft hai na?” Rohan uncle ne poocha.

“Haan sir… bahut soft aur tight,” waiter ne dheere se kaha. Usne thoda aur dabaya.

Rohan uncle khush ho gaye. Unhone meri dress ko thoda upar kheencha taaki waiter ko meri nangi gaand ka thoda hissa dikh jaye. “Aur dekh… isne andar kuch nahi pehna hai. Bina panty ke ghum rahi hai meri randi beti.”

Waiter ki saansein tez ho gayi thi. Usne meri gaand ko aur ek baar dabaya aur phir haath hata liya. Uska chehra poora laal tha.

Elevator ab rukne wala tha. Rohan uncle ne mujhe phir se kiss karna shuru kar diya, waiter ke saamne hi. Unka haath meri choot par tha aur ungli andar bahar kar rahi thi. Main moan rok nahi pa rahi thi.

Waiter chup-chaap khada tha lekin uski nazrein hum par lagi hui thi. Jab elevator uske floor par pahuncha, wo jaldi se bahar nikla aur “Thank you sir” bol kar chala gaya.

Door band hote hi Rohan uncle hans pade. “Kaisa laga beti? Tera risky fantasy thoda sa poora hua?”

Main unke seene mein muh chhupa kar sharmate hue boli, “Bahut mazaa aaya uncle… lekin bahut sharam bhi aayi. Wo waiter dekh raha tha… aur aapne usse meri gaand touch karwai… uffff… main bahut geeli ho gayi hoon.”

Unhone mujhe kiss kiya aur bola, “Aaj aur bhi bahut kuch hoga beti. tere saath ye sab karne mai mujhe bhi bahot adventure feel hota hai.”

Hum elevator se bahar nikle. Main unke saath shopping mall ki taraf chal rahi thi, dil mein excitement aur thodi si sharam lekar. Aaj ka din bahut wild hone wala tha.

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Waah. Bohot mast ja raha hai Shanaya. Enjoying it every bit.

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Elevator se ground floor par utarte hi mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Rohan uncle ka haath meri kamar par tha aur hum dono bahar ki taraf chal rahe the. White bodycon dress itni tight thi ki har kadam par meri gaand hil rahi thi. Bina bra-panty ke mujhe bahut exposed feel ho raha tha — meri nipples dress ke kapde se ragad kar sakht ho chuke the aur saaf dikh rahe the. Har saans ke saath mera deep cleavage upar-neeche ho raha tha.

Hotel lobby mein jaise hi hum nikle, do-teen staff members humari taraf dekh kar aapas mein dhimi aawaz me baate karne lage. Ek receptionist ladki aur do bell boys the. Unki nazrein mere cleavage aur tight dress par atak gayi thi.

“Dekh… wo ladki kitni hot hai… aur uncle ke saath…” ek ne dheere se kaha.

“Dono kaafi close lag rahe hain… shayad sugar daddy hai,” dusra bola aur hans diya.

Maine sun liya tha. Sharam se mera chehra laal ho gaya. Main Rohan uncle ke aur kheench kar chalne lagi. 

“Uncle… wo log humare baare mein baat kar rahe hain,” main dheemi awaaz mein boli.

Rohan uncle muskuraye aur meri kamar ko aur kheench kar bola, “Toh hone de beti. Tu meri hot randi hai aur main chahta hoon log jal karein. Dekh tera cleavage kitna mast dikh raha hai… aur ye gaand… sab dekh rahe hain.”

Unhone meri gaand par halka sa thappad maara. Main sharma kar unke saath hotel ke main gate se bahar nikal gayi. Bahar ki garam Goa ki hawa meri skin par lagi toh mujhe aur bhi sensitive feel hua. Bina panty ke thodi si hawa meri choot tak pahunch rahi thi.

Hum taxi mein baith kar market ki taraf chale. Poore raaste Rohan uncle mera haath pakde hue the aur kabhi-kabhi meri jangh par haath fer rahe the. Unhone mujhe kiss bhi kiya taxi mein. Main unke kandhe par sir rakh kar baithi thi.

Market pahunch kar hum ek bahut achhe bikini aur swimwear shop mein gaye. Shop ka naam “Beach Babe” tha. Andar bahut sari colourful bikinis aur dresses thi. Shop owner ek 35-40 saal ki aurat thi, naam tha Priya.

Jaise hi hum andar gaye, Priya ne humein smile kiya. “Welcome sir, ma’am. Kya dhoond rahe hain aap?”

Rohan uncle ne muskurate hue kaha, “Meri beti ke liye best bikinis chahiye. Bahut sexy aur daring wale. Jo iski figure ko perfectly highlight kare.”

Priya ne mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha aur boli, “Ma’am ka figure bahut curvy hai. Micro aur thong style bahut accha rahega.”

Rohan uncle ne rack se kuch bikinis nikaale. Pehla tha bright red micro bikini. Bilkul chhota — sirf do chhote triangles aur patli si strings. Dusra black thong bikini — peeche se sirf ek patli si line. Teesra golden metallic bikini — bahut shiny aur chhota.

“Ye try kar beti,” Rohan uncle ne red wala mujhe diya.

Main sharma gayi. “Uncle… ye bahut chhota hai. Meri chest mein fit nahi hoga… aur gaand toh poori bahar aa jayegi.”

“Arre sharma mat. Tu meri hot beti hai. Ja try kar ke dikha,” unhone zor diya.

Main fitting room mein gayi. Dress utari aur red micro bikini pehen li. Jaise hi mirror mein dekha, mera muh khula reh gaya. Top sirf mere nipples ko cover kar raha tha, baaki underboobs aur cleavage bahut zyada dikh rahi thi. Bottom itna chhota tha ki meri gaand ke dono fande bahar the, sirf thin string beech mein thi. Meri smooth choot ke shape ka bhi thoda outline dikh raha tha.

Main bahar aayi toh Rohan uncle ki aankhen chamak uthi.

“Wah beti… kitni sexy lag rahi hai! Ye red tere fair skin par bilkul fire lag raha hai. Priya, kya bolti ho?” unhone shop owner se poocha. 

Priya hans kar boli, “Sir, ma’am bahut hot lag rahi hain”

Main sharma kar haath se apna cleavage cover karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. 

“Uncle… bahut revealing hai… log beach par dekhenge toh…”

“Dekhne do. Tu meri queen hai,” unhone kaha aur mujhe kiss kar diya. 

“Ab black wala try kar.”

Main phir fitting room mein gayi. Black thong bikini pehna. Ye aur bhi daring tha. Peeche se sirf ek patli string thi jo meri gaand ke beech mein chhup gayi thi. Front bhi bahut chhota tha. Jab main bahar aayi toh Rohan uncle ne whistle maari.

“Fuck beti… ye black teri moti gaand par killer hai. Thong bilkul andar chala gaya hai. Ghum ke dikha.”

Main ghumi toh unhone meri gaand par thappad maara. “Perfect! Ye le lenge.”

Phir golden metallic bikini. Ye shiny tha aur light mein chamak raha tha. Jab maine pehna toh lag raha tha jaise koi expensive slut hoon. Top aur bottom dono chhote the. Meri body isme aur bhi curvy dikh rahi thi.

Rohan uncle bahut khush the. “Golden wala bhi le lenge. Teri skin par ye chamak raha hai jaise gold ho.”Hum teeno bikinis final kar chuke the. 

Tabhi Rohan uncle ki nazar dusre section par padi. Unhone ek bahut chhoti pleated skirt dekhi — college girl style, barely 10-12 inch lambi. Saath mein ek tight white crop top jo navel tak thi.

Unhone mujhe dikha kar kaha, “Ye dekh beti… college girl look. Bahut cute hai.”

Main hans padi, “Uncle… ye toh bahut chhoti skirt hai. Pehenungi toh meri panty dikh jayegi.”

Unhone muskurate hue kaha, “Toh panty mat pehenna.” 

Mai dusre tops dekhne lagi aur jab mera dhyaan nahi tha tab uncle ne secretly Priya ko bulaya aur dheere se bola, “Ye skirt aur crop top pack kar do bina isko bataye. Surprise rakhna hai.”

Priya ne samajh kar secretly pack kar diya.

Hum aur thodi der shop mein ghume. Rohan uncle mujhe har dress dikha rahe the aur dirty comments de rahe the.

“Ye pink dress pehen… tere stan aur ubhar aayenge.”

“Ye short skirt mein teri gaand kitni mast dikhegi.”Main sharma rahi thi lekin andar se bahut excited thi. Unke saath aisa behave karna mujhe bahut pasand aa raha tha.

Shopping ke baad hum bahar nikle. Mere haathon mein bikinis ke bags the. Rohan uncle ne mujhe taxi mein baithaya aur mere kaan mein kaha, “kal in bikinis mein tujhe beach par chodunga beti.”

Main unke kandhe par sir rakh kar muskurayi. aur hum aage nikal gaye

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“Uncle… ab kahan ja rahe hain?” maine dheere se poocha.

Rohan uncle muskuraye aur mere kaan mein bola, “Pehle emergency contraceptive pill lete hain beti. Kal raat aur subah maine jo teri chut k andar mera maal bhar diya tha… risk nahi lena chahiye.”

Mera chehra laal ho gaya. 

“Haan… sahi keh rahe ho. Mujhe bhi thoda dar lag raha tha.” 

Ek medical store ke aage taxi ruki. Store ka naam “Goa Medico” tha. 

Andar ek 30-32 saal ka ladka counter par baitha tha — naam tha Rahul (unhone badge par likha tha). Hum andar gaye toh usne humein dekha aur smile kiya.

Rohan uncle seedhe counter par gaye aur confidently bola, “Bhai, emergency contraceptive pill chahiye. Sabse best wali.”

Rahul ne mujhe ek nazar dekha. Meri deep cleavage, tight dress aur overall look dekh kar uski nazrein thodi der tak atak gayi. Phir usne kaha, 

“Sir, i-pill ya unwanted-72 dono available hain. Morning-after pill ke liye unwanted-72 better hai.”

Rohan uncle ne mujhe apne paas kheench liya aur bola, “Dekh beti, ye Rahul bhai hain. Unse hi pooch le konsi better hai.”

Main sharma kar boli, “Uncle… aap hi decide kar lo na.”

Lekin Rohan uncle extra naughty mood mein the. Unhone Rahul se poocha, “Bhai, iss ka figure dekha? Kitni curvy hai na? Ye dress mein kitni hot lag rahi hai. Bol… kaisi lag rahi hai meri Shaanaya?”

Rahul thoda awkward ho gaya lekin phir muskuraya. “Sir… ma’am bahut beautiful hain. Figure bhi accha hai… especially… umm… chest aur hips.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Haan bhai, bilkul sahi pakda. Iske 36-inch ke boobs aur moti gaand dekh kar control nahi hota. Kal raat se lekar aaj subah tak maine iski choot mein 2 baar cum kiya hai pata hai? Subah shower mein bhi poora maal andar chhod diya. Isliye pill chahiye jaldi.”

Main fakely bahut sharma rahi thi. Haath se apna chehra cover kar rahi thi aur dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Uncle… please… sabke saamne mat bolo na… bahut sharam aa rahi hai.”

Lekin andar se mujhe bahut mazaa aa raha tha. Ye risky flirting mujhe paagal kar raha tha.

Rahul ka chehra laal ho chuka tha. Usne koshish ki normal rehne ki. “Sir… unwanted-72 le lijiye. 72 hours ke andar best hai. Ek tablet hai, paani ke saath le lena.”

Rohan uncle ne poocha, “Aur iske baad koi side effect toh nahi hoga? pregnancy nahi chahiye abhi.”

Rahul ne explain kiya, “Sir, normally nahi hota. Lekin agar regular unprotected sex kar rahe ho toh better hai daily contraceptive pills shuru kar do. Ya copper-T bhi option hai.”

Rohan uncle ne mujhe dekha aur bola, “Sun beti? Roz k liye Tu kya chahti hai?”

Main sharma kar unke seene mein muh chhupa kar boli, “Jo aap theek samjho uncle… bas mujhe pregnant mat hone dena.”

Rohan uncle ne Rahul se aur poocha, “Bhai, aur koi option bata… jaise lube ya baby oil? Anal ke liye kya best rahega first time ke liye?”

Rahul thoda shock ho gaya lekin phir professional ban kar bola, “Sir, anal ke liye water-based lube best hota hai. Baby oil bhi chal sakta hai lekin thoda sticky hota hai.”

Rohan uncle interested ho gaye. “Aur koi product hai jo couples ke liye helpful ho?” 

Rahul ne counter ke neeche se ek chhota box nikala. 

“Ye small buttplug hai sir. Silicone wala, beginner size. First time anal try karne walon ke liye perfect hai. Dheere-dheere andar kar sakte ho, practice ke liye.”

Rohan uncle ne box liya aur mujhe dikhaya. “Dekh beti… ye kaisa hai? Teri gaand ke liye perfect lagega.”

Main fakely bahut sharma gayi. “Uncle… yahan sabke saamne… please…”

Lekin Rohan uncle ne poocha, “Bhai, isko kaise use karte hain theory mein? Step by step batao.”

Rahul ne thoda hesitate karke explain kiya, “Sir, pehle bohot saara lube lagaiye. Buttplug ko dheere se andar push kijiye. Pehle sirf tip, phir dheere-dheere pura. 10-15 minute andar rakh sakte hain first time. Isse muscles relax hote hain. Phir aap apna… umm… organ daal sakte ho. Bahut dheere aur lubricant ke saath.”

Rohan uncle ne poocha, “Aur dard toh nahi hoga? ”

Rahul bola, “Sir, agar sahi se kiya toh dard minimal hoga. Patience chahiye. Is buttplug se practice karne ke baad aasani ho jayegi.”

Unhone aur thodi der baat ki — kis size ka best hai, kaise clean karna hai, kitne time tak use kar sakte hain. Main side mein khadi sharma-sharma kar sun rahi thi lekin andar se bahut excited thi. Ye sab sun kar meri choot geeli ho rahi thi.

Aakhir mein Rohan uncle ne unwanted-72, lube, baby oil aur wo chhota buttplug sab pack karwa liya. Bill bhara aur hum bahar nikal aaye.

Bahut lambi aur detailed conversation thi store mein. Rohan uncle bahut extrovert the aur main fakely shy ban rahi thi. Ye sab experience bahut thrilling tha.

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Medical store se bahar nikalte hi main thodi si relief feel kar rahi thi. Unwanted-72 ki packet mere bag mein thi aur Rohan uncle ka haath meri kamar par tha. Hum dono market ki crowded galiyon se guzar kar ek acchi sea-view restaurant ki taraf chale. 



Restaurant ka naam tha “Ocean Pearl” — bahut fancy aur romantic lag raha tha. Beach ke bilkul paas tha, waves ki awaaz aa rahi thi.



Andar jaate hi cool AC ki hawa lagi. Hum ek corner table par baith gaye jahan se samandar saaf dikh raha tha. Waiter ne menu diya. Main ne light salad aur grilled fish order kiya, Rohan uncle ne steak aur wine.



Jaise hi waiter chala gaya, Rohan uncle ne mera haath pakda aur muskurate hue bola, “Ab bata beti… kal raat jab main tujhe chod raha tha, tune jo fantasy batayi thi… wo exhibitionism wali… risky jagah par sex karne wali… abhi bhi mann kar raha hai uska?”



Main thoda sharma kar apni ungli se glass ke kinare ko ferte hue boli, “Haan uncle… bahut mann kar raha hai. Wo thrill… ki koi dekh lega, pakad lega… wo dar aur excitement saath mein… mujhe bahut paagal kar deta hai. Jaise elevator mein aaj hua… wo waiter dekh raha tha aur aap meri gaand touch karwa rahe the… main bahut geeli ho gayi thi usme.”



Rohan uncle ne mere haathon ko apne hothon se chua aur kaha, “Mujhe bhi bahut accha laga tera reaction. Tu bahar se itni sharmili ladki ban rahi thi lekin andar se poori randi ban gayi thi. Aur bata… aur kya fantasies hain teri? Jo tu kabhi try karna chahti hai lekin abhi tak nahi kiya.”



Main thoda soch kar boli, “Ek toh wo outdoor sex… beach par. Ya terrace par khade-khade… neeche log ho. Dusri… car mein highway par… jaise professor sir ke saath kiya tha lekin aapke saath aur wild. Aur sabse wild… kisi club ke dark corner mein ya lift mein… jahan CCTV ho sakta hai.”



Rohan uncle ki aankhen chamak rahi thi. “Bahut naughty fantasies hain teri beti. Main sab poora karunga is vacation mein. Aaj hi shuru karte hain. Lunch ke baad room jaayenge… main waiter ko bulwaunga champagne deliver karne ke liye. Tu bathroom mein ja kar nayi red micro bikini pehen ke bahar aa jaana… jaise tujhe pata hi na ho ki waiter room mai hai. Wo dekh lega tujhe almost nangi… tera reaction dekhna hai mujhe.”



Main aankhen badi kar ke boli, “Uncle… sach mein? Wo waiter andar aayega aur main sirf chhoti si bikini mein bahar aaungi? Wo shock ho jayega… aur mujhe bahut sharam aayegi… lekin… haan… mujhe bhi ye bahut exciting lag raha hai. Aap promise karo ki aap mujhe safe rakhoge… aur thoda sa flirt bhi karoge uske saamne.”



Unhone hans kar kaha, “Promise. Main tujhe safe rakhunga tujhe kuch galat lage toh ek safe word banate hai jaise ki "MUMBAI" tu jaise hi wo bolegi mai samaj jaunga tu comfortable nahi hai. Tu jitna shy behave karna chahe kar......red bikini mein teri gaand jo bahar aayegi, Wo dekh kar control kar payega kya waiter?”



Main muskurate hue boli, “Pata nahi uncle… wo bikini itna chhota hai ki meri gaand ke dono side ke fande poore bahar honge. Aur upar se cleavage toh almost poori dikh rahi hogi. Agar wo dekh lega toh uska muh khula reh jayega.”



Rohan uncle ne mera haath dabaya aur dheere se bola, “Perfect. Ye hi toh mazaa hai. Teri fantasy ko live kar rahe hain. Aur bata… agar wo tujhe touch karne ko bole toh kya karegi tu?”



Main thoda soch kar sharmate hue boli, “Agar aap allow karo toh… thoda sa touch karne de sakti hoon. Lekin sirf gaand par… aur sirf aapki permission se. Mujhe dar bhi lagega lekin excitement zyada hogi.”



Hum dono lunch ke time bahut baatein kar rahe the. Food aaya toh hum khate-khate bhi baat karte rahe. Rohan uncle ne wine pilayi mujhe aur bola, “kal subha beach par bhi try karenge… tujhe red bikini mein le jaunga aur kisi dark spot par chodunga jahan log pass se guzar rahe hon.”



Main unki baaton se aur garam ho rahi thi. “Uncle… aap mujhe sach mein sab kuch karwaoge na? Main aap par poori tarah trust karti hoon. Jo bhi aap kahoge main karungi… bas mujhe safe rakhna.”



Unhone mera haath chuma aur kaha, “Tu meri hai beti. Main tujhe har tarah se enjoy karunga… aur har risk mein saath dunga.”



Lunch khatam kar ke hum wapas hotel ki taraf chale. Poore raaste main unke saath romantic baatein kar rahi thi — kaunsi bikini pehen kar beach jaungi, raat ko kya karenge, aur wo waiter wala plan kitna exciting hai.



Hotel pahunch kar hum room mein gaye. Rohan uncle ne turant phone uthaya aur room service ko champagne order kar diya. Phir mujhe dekha aur muskurate hue bola, “Taiyaar ho ja beti… red bikini pehen le. Jaise hi waiter aaye… bathroom se nikal kar aa jaana… jaise surprise ho.”



Main bathroom mein gayi, dress utari aur nayi red micro bikini pehen li. Mirror mein dekh kar khud hi hairaan reh gayi — ye bikini meri body par bilkul chhoti pad rahi thi. Meri gaand ke dono taraf ke fande bahar the, string beech mein chhup gayi thi. Uppar se cleavage itni deep thi ki lag raha tha stan bahar nikal aayenge.

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Bathroom ke andar main khadi thi, red micro bikini pehen kar. Mirror mein dekh kar mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Ye bikini itna chhota tha ki mere nipples barely cover ho rahe the — do chhote red triangles jo mere bhari stano ko barely hold kar rahe the. Neeche ka triangle aur bhi chhota tha, meri smooth choot ka outline almost saaf dikh raha tha aur peeche se sirf ek patli si string thi jo meri moti gaand ke beech mein chhup gayi thi. Meri gaand ke dono fande poore bahar the.

Bahar se knock ki awaaz aayi. Main door ke paas jaakar sunne lagi. 

Rohan uncle ne door khola.“Good afternoon sir,” ek familiar awaaz aayi. Wo elevator wala waiter tha — Asraf. Wahi jisne meri gaand touch ki thi. Uski awaaz sunte hi mera dil aur tez dhadakne laga.

Rohan uncle ne casually jawab diya, “Aa jao Asraf. Champagne table par rakh do.”

Main sun sakti thi unke kadam. Champagne bottle ki clink. Phir silence.

Main ne dheere se bathroom door khola aur bahar nikal aayi. Jaise maine notice hi nahi kiya ki koi aur room mein hai. Meri nazar seedhe Rohan uncle par thi. Main unki taraf excited smile ke saath chali.

“Uncle dekhie na… ye red wali bikini kaise lag rahi hai? Pehli baar pehni hai. Kaisi lag rahi hoon main?” main excited awaaz mein boli, jaise sirf unhi se baat kar rahi hoon.

Rohan uncle ne mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha. Unki aankhon mein wohi naughty chamak thi. Unhone dheemi, husky awaaz mein kaha, “Beti… tu aaj fire lag rahi hai. Ye bikini teri body par bilkul perfect hai. Tere stan almost nikalne wale hain aur gaand toh poori bahar hai. Main toh control nahi kar pa raha.”

Phir unhone Asraf ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi table ke paas khada tha, champagne rakhne ke baad. Unhone casually bola, “Asraf, tum bhi batao na… meri beti kaisi lag rahi hai is red micro bikini mein?”

Tabhi main ne pehli baar Asraf ki taraf dekha. Jaise maine abhi notice kiya ho ki wo room mein hai. Meri aankhen badi ho gayi. Main turant dono haathon se apne stano ko cover karne ki koshish karne lagi, jaise bahut shock ho gayi hoon.

“Oh my god… uncle… main nahi jaanti thi ki koi room mein hai… sorry… main abhi jaati hoon…” main sharma kar boli aur bathroom ki taraf mudne lagi.

Rohan uncle ne mujhe pakad liya. Unhone dheere se kaha, “Arre beti, tension mat le. Asraf accha ladka hai. Elevator mein usne pehle hi teri gaand touch kar li thi… toh ye chhoti si bikini dekhna koi badi baat nahi. Chhod de haath. Kuch nahi hoga.”

Main thodi der fake hesitate karti rahi. Haath abhi bhi stano par the. 

“Uncle… please… mujhe sharam aa rahi hai…” Lekin Rohan uncle ne dheere se mere haath pakde aur unhe hata diya. 

“Dekh Asraf… ab poori nazar se dekh le. Meri beti kitni sexy hai.”

Phir unhone mujhe slow se spin karaya. Main unke haathon mein ghoomti rahi. Pehle front view — mere barely covered stan, deep cleavage, tight red triangle neeche. Phir side, aur phir peeche — meri moti gaand poori dikh rahi thi, sirf thin string beech mein. 

Asraf ki nazrein mujh par atak gayi thi. Uska chehra thoda laal ho chuka tha lekin wo gentlemen ki tarah khada raha.

Asraf ne dheere se, respect ke saath bola, “Sir… ma’am bahut graceful aur beautiful lag rahi hain. Red colour unke fair skin par bahut accha suit kar raha hai. Figure… bahut elegant hai.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone pocket se 500 ka note nikala aur Asraf ke haath mein diya. “Arre bhai, itna formal mat bol. Hum friends ki tarah baat kar rahe hain. Seedhe seedhe bol… kaisi lag rahi hai meri beti? Dil se bol.”

Asraf ne note liya, thoda smile kiya aur ab thoda bold ho kar bola, “Sir… honestly… ma’am is bikini mein bilkul… jaw dropping lag rahi hain. Especially unki… curves. Ye micro size unke figure ko aur bhi highlight kar raha hai. Koi bhi dekh lega toh nazar nahi hata payega.”

Rohan uncle zor se hans pade. “Haan bhai… bilkul sahi kaha. Tera double meaning bhi samajh gaya main.”

Main side mein khadi thi. Smile aa gayi thi mere chehre par lekin main abhi bhi sharmane ka natak kar rahi thi. Nazrein jhukaye hue thi, haath thoda sa aage-peeche kar rahi thi jaise cover karne ki koshish. “Uncle… aap log… please…” main dheemi awaaz mein boli.

Rohan uncle ne Asraf ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi table ke paas khada tha. Unhone casually bola, “Asraf, champagne ke glasses bhar do na.”

Asraf ne bottle uthayi aur carefully do glasses mein champagne pour karne laga. Bubbles upar aa rahe the. Main abhi bhi red micro bikini mein khadi thi. Meri saansein thodi tez thi. Bikini itni chhoti thi ki har chhoti harkat se mere stan hil rahe the.

Rohan uncle ne meri taraf dekha aur dheemi, dirty awaaz mein bola, “Beti… abhi isko dekh kar mera mann kar raha hai tujhe isi room mein peeche se pakad kar faad doon. Ye chhoti si red bikini hata kar tujhe deewar se laga kar chod doon. Lekin abhi thoda aur mazaa lena hai is situation ka. Tu ready hai na?”

Main sharma kar unki aankhon mein dekhti hui boli, “Uncle… aap yahan Asraf ke saamne aisi baatein… mera dil tez dhadak raha hai.”

Asraf dono glasses le kar humare paas aaya. Usne pehle Rohan uncle ko diya, phir mujhe. Main glass lete hue uski aankhon se mil gayi. Uski nazar ek second ke liye mere cleavage par ruki, phir usne nazrein hata li.

Rohan uncle ne glass uthaya aur Asraf se bola, “Bhai, ek glass apne liye bhi bhar lo. Thodi cheers karte hain.”

Asraf ne turant politely mana kar diya. “Sorry sir, duty pe hoon. Drink nahi le sakta. Rules hain.”Rohan uncle ne zor nahi diya. Sirf muskuraye. 

“Theek hai, rules follow karo. Acchi baat hai.”Phir unki nazar meri taraf gayi. Unki aankhon mein wohi mischievous chamak thi jo elevator mein bhi thi. Unhone Asraf se dheere se poocha, 

“Asraf… thodi der aur ruk sakte ho kya? Meri beti ko thoda confidence dilane mein help karo. Bahut shy hai ye.”

Asraf thoda soch kar bola, “Sir… zyada der nahi ruk sakta. Agar manager se baat kar lein ki aapko room mein help chahiye… jaise clothes iron karne mein ya kuch arrange karne mein… toh permission mil sakti hai. Platinum tier guest ke liye manager usually mana nahi karte.”

Rohan uncle ne turant phone uthaya. Manager ko call lagaya. Main unki baatein sun rahi thi.“Haan… Rohan speaking… room number… waiter ko thodi der ke liye room mein help ke liye rakhna hai… ironing aur kuch arrange… haan….”

Call chal raha tha. Main side mein khadi thi. Glass haath mein thi. Red micro bikini mere sharir par thi. Asraf room mein tha. Do mard… ek mera father ka friend… ek hotel ka waiter… aur main almost nangi.

Mere man mein sochne lagi: Kya scene hai ye… main is room mein do aadmiyon ke saamne almost nangi khadi hoon. Ye chhoti si red bikini kuch nahi chhupa rahi. Mere stan barely cover hain… nipples almost dikh rahe hain. Neeche ka triangle itna chhota hai ki meri choot ka shape saaf nazar aa raha hai. Asraf pehle hi meri gaand touch kar chuka hai elevator mein. Ab wo yahan hai… champagne pour kar raha hai… aur Rohan uncle openly dirty baatein kar rahe hain. Mera dimaag porn movies ke scene mere saamne flash karne laga. Do mard… ek young ladki… threesome. Asraf jo sirf waiter hai… aur Rohan uncle jo papa ke dost hain… dono mujhe use kar rahe hain. Meri young body unke haathon mein. Ye soch kar meri choot geeli hone lagi. Nipples sakht ho rahe the… red cloth ke peeche se unka shape saaf dikh raha tha. Main try kar rahi thi ye thoughts control karne ki… lekin nahi ho pa raha tha. Excitement aur sharam dono saath mein the.

Rohan uncle ne call khatam kiya. Phone rakh diya. “Asraf… manager ne permission de di. Ab tu thodi der ruk sakta hai. Help ke naam pe.”

Asraf ne thank you bola. “Okay sir. Main yahin hoon.”

Rohan uncle ne meri taraf dekha. Unhone glass Asraf ke haath mein de diya. 

“Beti… tu aaj itni beautiful aur sexy lag rahi hai is red bikini mein… main kuch pics lena chahta hoon. kya tu allow karegi?”

Main thoda soch kar boli, “Uncle… theek hai… lekin pics aapko safe rakhne padenge. Kisi aur ko mat dikhana. Sirf aapke paas rahein.”

Unhone phone nikaala. “Promise. Ab table ke paas ja kar khadi ho ja. Natural pose de.”

Main table ke paas chali gayi. Champagne bottle aur glasses peeche the. Main thoda nervous thi. Asraf abhi bhi room mein khada tha… glass haath mein.

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Rohan uncle ne phone uthaya aur camera on kar diya. Main table ke paas khadi thi, red micro bikini mein. Champagne glass abhi bhi mere haath mein tha. Asraf side mein khada tha, uski nazrein mujh par thi lekin wo try kar raha tha polite dikhne ki.

“Beti, pehle natural pose de… glass haath mein rakh, thoda smile kar,” Rohan uncle ne kaha.

Maine glass uthaya, thoda sa head tilt kiya aur smile ki. Click. Unhone pehli pic li.

“Haan… ab thoda aage jhuk…,” unhone bola. iss pose me meri cleavage jyada acchi dikh rahi thi.

Maine dheere se aage jhuk kar pose diya. Mere stan gravity se neeche ki taraf ho rahe the. Red triangles almost failne wale the. Click. Click.

Rohan uncle ne phone check kiya. “Perfect. Ab peeche mud… gaand camera ki taraf.”

Main ghumi. Meri moti gaand Asraf aur camera dono ke saamne thi. Thin red string beech mein. Unhone kai pics li. 

“Thoda upar kar gaand… haan aise… string beech mein perfect.”

Phir unhone Asraf se kaha, “Asraf, thodi help kar. Iske haath peeche karwa de… chest aage aayegi.”Asraf thoda hesitate karke aage aaya. Usne dheere se mere dono haath pakde aur peeche ki taraf kiye. Uske haath mere skin se touch hue. Main feel kar sakti thi uski halki si garmi. Mere stan ab poori tarah ubhar aaye the.Rohan uncle ne click kiya. 

“Haan… bilkul aise. Asraf, iske baal side kar de… face clear dikhe.”Asraf ne mere baal dheere se side kiye. Uski ungliyan mere gaal se touch hui. Main thodi si kaanp gayi. Click.

Ab Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Beti, ab thoda side pose… ek pair aage, kamar twist.”

Maine pose diya. Unhone Asraf se bola, “Iske left side ko thoda adjust kar… bikini top theek nahi baith raha.”

Asraf ne dheere se mere left triangle ko adjust kiya. Uske haath mere stan ke edge se touch hue. Main siskari bharne wali thi lekin rok li.

Tabhi ek accident ho gaya. Jab Asraf ne top adjust karte hue string thodi si kheench di, left side ka triangle slip ho gaya. Mera poora left stan bahar nikal aaya — pink nipple, soft flesh, sab kuch Asraf aur camera ke saamne.

Main turant haath se cover karne lagi. “Uncle… oh no…”Rohan uncle hans pade. 

“Arre beti, tension mat le. Candid shot achhi aayi hogi. Asraf, tu dekh… kitna natural lag raha hai.”

Asraf ka chehra laal tha lekin usne nazrein nahi hatayi. 

“Sir… ma’am… bahut… natural.”

Rohan uncle ne phone check kiya. “Haan, full view aa gaya. Perfect. Ab top wapas theek karte hain.”

Unhone Asraf se kaha, “Help kar… knot khol ke tight kar dena.”

Asraf ne dheere se peeche se knot khola. Red string dhili ho gayi. Mera top almost failne wala tha. Usne string ko adjust kiya, mere stano ke around theek se set kiya, aur phir knot tight baandh diya. Uske haath pure process mein mere skin se touch ho rahe the. Main feel kar sakti thi uski ungliyan.

“Tight hai na ab?” Rohan uncle ne poocha.

Asraf ne dheere se kaha, “Haan sir… ab theek se baith gaya hai.”

Rohan uncle ne aur pics li. “Beti, ab dono haath upar… stretch kar.” Mere half erect nipples iss pose me clearly dikh rahe the.

Maine haath upar kiye. Red triangles tight the lekin shape saaf dikh raha tha. Click. Click.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab thoda jhuk ke… jaise kuch uthane wali ho.”

Maine jhuk kar pose diya. Meri gaand peeche ki taraf ubhar aayi. Asraf ne Rohan uncle ke signal par meri kamar ko thoda adjust kiya. Uske haath meri kamar par the.

Rohan uncle ne bola, “Asraf, iske bikini bottom ka side string thoda tight kar de… thoda upar chadha.”

Asraf ne peeche se bottom ki string adjust ki. Uske haath meri gaand ke edge se touch hue. Main thodi si siski nikaal di. 

“Sorry ma’am,” Asraf ne dheere se kaha.

“Koi baat nahi…” maine sharmate hue jawab diya.

Rohan uncle ne kai aur shots liye — different angles, different poses. Kabhi main bed ke edge par baithi, kabhi khidi ke paas, kabhi table par thoda sit. Har baar Asraf help kar raha tha positioning mein. Kabhi mere haath set karta, kabhi baal, kabhi bikini string.

Ek shot mein Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Ab thoda wild pose… ek haath stan par, dusra gaand par.”

Maine try kiya. Unhone Asraf se bola, “Iske haath theek se rakh… natural lage.”Asraf ne mere haath guide kiye. Uske touch se meri skin mein current daud raha tha. Main geeli ho rahi thi. Red bikini ke bottom mein feel ho raha tha. 

Rohan uncle ne last mein kaha, “Ek final shot… peeche se full ass focus. Asraf, isko thoda aage jhukwa de.”

Asraf ne meri kamar pakad kar dheere se aage jhukaya. Main table par haath rakh kar jhuk gayi. Meri gaand poori camera aur Asraf ke saamne thi. Thin string beech mein. Rohan uncle ne kai pics li.

“Perfect collection ban gaya beti,” unhone phone dikhate hue kaha. “Dekh Asraf… kitni hot pics hain.”

Asraf ne phone dekha. “Sir… really… ma’am looking extremely sexy in all these.”

Main sharma kar unke paas aa gayi. “Uncle… ab bas… bahut ho gaya. Asraf ke saamne itna…”

Rohan uncle ne mera haath pakda. “Bas thoda aur. Tu enjoy kar rahi hai na? Bol sach.”

Main unki aankhon mein dekhti hui dheere se boli, “Haan… thoda… bahut…”

Rohan uncle ne phone side mein rakh diya thodi der ke liye aur mujhe apne paas kheench liya. Asraf abhi bhi room mein khada tha, champagne glass haath mein. Red micro bikini abhi bhi mere sharir par thi, lekin pehle se kai baar adjust ho chuki thi. Meri skin garam thi, dil tez dhadak raha tha.

“Beti, ab thode couple poses try karte hain,” Rohan uncle ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “ 

“Uncle… Asraf ke saamne couple poses… thoda weird nahi lagega?”

Unhone mera gaal sahlaaya. “Nahi. Ye bhi tera fantasy ka hissa hai. Asraf, phone le aur hamari couple pose capture kar.”

Asraf ne phone liya. Main Rohan uncle ke saath table ke paas khadi thi. Unhone mujhe apne seene se chipka liya. Mera red bikini top unki chest se ragad raha tha. Unka haath meri kamar par tha, neeche ki taraf sarakta hua meri gaand ke upar.

“Pehli pose… tight hug,” unhone kaha. “Mere gale mein haath daal, aankhon mein dekh.”

Maine unke gale mein haath daale. Unki daadi mere gaal se touch ho rahi thi. Unki body ki garmi meri skin par fail rahi thi. 

Asraf ne click kiya. “Sir… ek aur… thoda smile ke saath.”

Rohan uncle ne mera muh upar uthaya aur dheere se kiss kiya. Soft pehle, phir thoda gehra. Unki jeebh mere hothon ko chhoo rahi thi. Main siskari bharne wali thi. Asraf click kar raha tha. Meri nipples sakht ho chuke the, red cloth ke peeche se shape saaf dikh raha tha.

“Ab dusri pose,” Rohan uncle ne kaha. “Main peeche, tu aage. Mere haath tere stano par.”

Unhone mujhe ghumaya. Main unke seene se chipki hui thi, peeth unki chest se sati. Unke dono haath aage aaye aur mere red triangles ke upar se mere stano ko dabaya. Soft pressure. Meri saans ruki. Asraf ne side se pics li. “Sir… thoda tight grip… natural lage.” Ab asraf bhi maze lene laga tha iss situation ka. 

Rohan uncle ne thoda zor diya. Meri soft flesh unki ungliyon mein dab rahi thi. Main feel kar sakti thi unki ungliyan mere nipples ke around.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab bed par. Main letun, tu upar.”

Hum bed par chale gaye. Rohan uncle let gaye. Main unke upar chadh gayi, cowgirl position me. Meri taange unki sides mein. Red bikini bottom unke pant se ragad raha tha. Unhone mere hips pakde. 

Asraf ne upar se pics li. “Ma’am… thoda aage jhukie….”

Maine jhuk kar unke seene par haath rakha. Mere stan unke face ke bilkul paas the. Unhone head uthaya aur mere cleavage mein kiss kiya. Soft, geeli kiss. Main moan rok nahi paayi. 

“Uncle…”Asraf click kar raha tha. Meri skin par unki jeebh ki garmi feel ho rahi thi. Meri choot geeli hone lagi thi. Bikini bottom chipak raha tha.

Rohan uncle ne dheere se kaha, “Ab thoda aur intimate. Top hata dete hain.”

Maine aankhen badi kar ke dekha. “Uncle… Asraf ke saamne…”“Haan. Ye bhi pose ka hissa hai. Asraf, ready reh.”

Unhone peeche se mere bikini top ka knot khola. String dheeli ho gayi. Unhone dheere se bikini hata di. Mere dono stan poore bahar aa gaye — bhari, soft, pink nipples sakht. Asraf ki nazar seedhe un par gayi. Main haath se cover karne lagi lekin Rohan uncle ne rok diya.

“Nahi… natural. Haath mat laga.”

Main sharma kar unke seene mein muh chhupa liya. Mere nange stan unki chest se ragad rahe the. Unhone mere stano ko dono haathon se pakda aur masalne lage. Soft, circular motion. Meri nipples unki ungliyon mein the. Asraf ne kai pics li. 

“Sir… side angle se le lu?.” Rohan uncle ne mera ek stan uthaya aur Asraf ki taraf kiya. “Dekh… kitna perfect shape.”

Main feel kar sakti thi Asraf ki nazar. Meri saansein tez thi. Meri choot ab bilkul geeli thi. Bottom mein wetness feel ho rahi thi.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab bottom bhi. Full nude poses.”

Maine dheere se kaha, “Uncle… ab toh poori nangi…”Unhone mera bottom ka side string khola. Dheere se neeche sarkaya. Main unke upar hi thi. Bikini bottom nikal gaya. Ab main poori nangi unke upar baithi thi. Meri choot unke pant se seedhe touch ho rahi thi. Unka sakht lund feel ho raha tha.

Asraf ne phone adjust kiya. “Sir… upar se full body?”

Rohan uncle ne mere hips pakde aur thoda upar-neeche kiya. Meri nangi choot unke sakht lund par ragad rahi thi. 

Main moan kar uthi. “Aaaah… uncle…” Unhone mera ek stan muh mein le liya. Chusne lage. Jebhh se ghumate hue. Main unke baalon mein haath daal kar unka sir kheench rahi thi. Asraf click kar raha tha. Room mein sirf shutter ki awaaz aur meri siskiyan thi.

“Ab dono nange,” Rohan uncle ne kaha. Unhone mujhe side mein litaya. Khud uth kar pant utarne lage. Main unhe dekh rahi thi. Unka mota lund bahar aaya — sakht, nasen ubhri hui, precum se chamakta.

Asraf ne phone pakde rakha. Rohan uncle bed par aa gaye. Hum dono nange the. Unhone mujhe apne upar kheench liya. Meri nangi body unki nangi body se chipak gayi. Stan unki chest se, choot unke lund se.

“Couple nude pose,” unhone kaha aur hasne lage. “Asraf, capture kar.”

Asraf ne kai angles se li. Hum side by side let gaye. Unka haath mere stan par, mera haath unke lund par. Soft grip. Main feel kar sakti thi unki garmi, unki nason ki dhadkan.

Phir unhone mujhe missionary position mein litaya. Unka lund meri choot ke upar ragad raha tha. Asraf ne upar se pics li. “Sir… thoda closer… faces bhi.”Rohan uncle ne mera muh kiss kiya. Deep, gehra. Unki jeebh meri jeebh se mil rahi thi. Main unke peeth par naakhun gada rahi thi. Meri taange unki kamar ke around thi. Unka lund meri geeli choot par slip kar raha tha.

“Asraf, peeche se bhi le… full view.”

Asraf bed ke foot end par aaya. Unhone meri taange chaudi ki. Meri khuli choot, unka lund uske upar — sab clear. Click. Click.

Main feel kar rahi thi: Asraf ki nazar, Rohan uncle ki body ki garmi, unke lund ka pressure, meri own wetness, room ki thandi hawa meri nangi skin par. Excitement itni thi ki meri legs kaanp rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne dheere se kaha, “Ab last set. Tu neeche, main upar se dominate. Asraf full sequence le.”

Unhone mujhe pet ke bal litaya. Unka nanga sharir mere upar aa gaya. Unka lund meri gaand ke beech mein. Unhone mere baal pakde. Asraf ne side se aur upar se pics li.

Main pillow mein muh daba kar siskiyan bhar rahi thi. Unki chest meri peeth se chipki hui, unka paseena meri skin par, unka lund meri gaand aur choot ke beech ragad raha tha. 

Asraf ne last mein kaha, “Sir… bahut strong set ho gaya.”Rohan uncle ne phone wapas liya. Hum dono abhi bhi nange bed par the. Main unke seene se chipki hui thi. Asraf side mein khada tha. 

[shanayaslut]

Main bed par nangi leti hui thi, Rohan uncle ke seene se chipki hui. Unki chaudi chhati mere gaal ke neeche upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Unka paseena meri skin se mil raha tha. Asraf abhi bhi room mein khada tha… uski nazrein kabhi hum par, kabhi floor par. Meri Red micro bikini floor par padi thi, jaise koi proof ho ki main ab bilkul nangi hoon do mard ke saamne.

Mere dimaag mein sochen daud rahi thi…Kya main sach mein yahan hoon? Papa ke sabse purane dost ke saath… hotel room mein… poori nangi… aur ek waiter dekh raha hai. Kal tak main sochti thi ki main normal 19 saal ki ladki hoon… college, friends, thoda flirting. Aaj main unki personal randi ban chuki hoon. Unhone mujhe “beti” keh ke choda, thappad maare, meri chut mein cum bhara, aur ab pics le rahe hain… Asraf ke saamne.

Mera sharir abhi bhi garam hai. Meri choot geeli hai… itni geeli ki main feel kar sakti hoon wetness meri janghon par beh rahi hai. Nipples sakht hain, unki chest se ragad kha rahe hain. Har baar jab unka haath meri gaand par ferte hain, current daud jaata hai. Main control karna chahti hoon lekin nahi ho pa raha.

Asraf… elevator mein usne meri gaand touch ki thi. Tab main sharma gayi thi. Ab wo yahan hai… maine uske saamne top slip hone diya, usne mere bikini ke knots khole, mere stano ko adjust kiya, mere haath peeche kiye. Uske haath meri skin par the. Main feel kar sakti thi uski saansein. Kya wo bhi hard ho gaya hoga? Kya wo soch raha hoga ki ye uncle-beti ka scene asal mein kya hai?

Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai… bahut. Lekin us sharam ke saath ek ajeebsa nasha bhi hai. Ye risk… ye kisi aur ki room me presence… yehi toh meri fantasy thi. Outdoor, public, caught hone ka dar. Aaj wo fantasy sach ho rahi hai. Room mein teen log… do mard… ek nangi ladki. Agar koi door khol de… agar manager aa jaye… toh kya hoga? Ye soch kar meri choot aur geeli ho jaati hai.

Rohan uncle… unka lund abhi bhi sakht hai. Main feel kar sakti hoon usko apni jangh se. Unhone mujhe itna choda hai… missionary, doggy, pronebone, standing, shower… har baar andar cum kiya. Ab pics mein bhi full nude. Unka dirty talk, unka control, unki umar wali mardangi… sab mujhe paagal kar raha hai. Main unki “beti” ban kar unki randi ban gayi hoon. Ye soch kar guilt bhi aata hai… papa ka dost… lekin guilt se zyada excitement hai.

Mere man mein porn scenes ghum rahe hain. Do mard… ek ladki. Asraf aur Rohan uncle… dono mujhe iss hotel room me nanga kar ke meri chut baari baari se maar rahe hai, use kar rahe hain, jaise mai unki personal slut hun. Meri young body unke haathon mein. Kya uncle Asraf ko touch karne denge? Kya wo mere muh mein, meri choot mein…? Main in sochon ko rokna chahti hoon lekin nahi ruk rahi. Meri nipples aur sakht ho rahe hain. Main unke seene mein muh chhupa kar siski nikaal rahi hoon. 

Main kya ban gayi hoon? Bahar se seedhi, shy, acchi ladki. Andar se exhibitionist, cum-slut, risky sex ki diwani. Professor sir ke saath bhi risky kiya tha… car, rooftop, cabin… lekin ye level alag hai. Ye open hai. Ye shared hai. Asraf dekh raha hai… aur main enjoy kar rahi hoon.

Champagne ka taste abhi bhi muh mein hai. Room ki hawa thandi hai lekin mera sharir jal raha hai. Unke haath meri peeth par ghoom rahe hain… dheere, possessive. Main jaanti hoon aage aur kuch hone wala hai. Pics bas shuruaat thi. Ab maybe Asraf ko aur close aane denge… maybe mujhe unke beech mein lenge… maybe…Main apni taange thodi si ragad rahi hoon. Wetness badh rahi hai. Main unke kaan mein dheere se bolna chahti hoon “Uncle… ab aur…” lekin sharam rok rahi hai. Asraf ki presence meri sharam ko aur badha rahi hai… aur usi sharam se meri geelaapan.

Ye Goa ka trip meri zindagi badal raha hai. Main ab wahi ladki nahi rahi jo Goa aayi thi. Main unki ho chuki hoon… unki nangi, obedient, risky beti. Aur main isse rokna nahi chahti.

Mere aankhen band hain. Main unki dhadkan sun rahi hoon. Asraf ki halki si saans. Champagne ki bottle ki thandi si presence. Aur apni khud ki geeli, bechain choot.Ab kya hoga aage…?

[shanayaslut]

Main aur Rohan uncle bed par abhi bhi nange lete hue the. Meri taange thodi si khuli thi, meri geeli choot hawa se touch ho rahi thi. Rohan uncle mere bagal se uth gaye. Unka nanga sharir bed se alag hua. Unka mota lund abhi bhi adha sakht tha, thoda hilta hua. Unhone table se champagne ka glass uthaya aur Asraf ki taraf chale gaye jo abhi bhi room ke corner mein khada tha.

Main unhe dekh rahi thi. Do mard… ek nanga, ek abhi bhi uniform mein. Aur main beech mein nangi.

Rohan uncle ne glass se ek badi si ghoont li aur Asraf se casually baat shuru ki. “Asraf bhai… din bhar kaam karta hai na tu? Kabhi break milta hai properly enjoy karne ka?”

Asraf ne smile kiya. “Sir… kabhi-kabhi. Duty tight rehti hai. Lekin off days pe thoda time nikal leta hoon.”

Rohan uncle ne aur champagne liya. 

“Sex life kaisi chal rahi hai? Preference kya hai teri? Slow romantic ya hardcore?”

Asraf thoda hesitant tha lekin Rohan uncle ke open attitude se thoda free ho gaya. 

“Sir… mujhe thoda rough pasand hai. Control wala. Partner ko dominate karna. Lekin pehle acchi tarah warm-up.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Same here. Main bhi control pasand karta hoon. Shanaya ko dekh… main usko har positions mein ghumata hoon, thappad marta hoon, baal kheenchta hoon. Usse bhi pasand hai.”

Unhone meri taraf dekha. Main bed par leti hui unki baatein sun rahi thi. Mera chehra laal tha.

“Shanaya… tu bhi bata. Tujhe kaisa sex pasand hai? Slow ya jaise main karta hoon… rough?”

Maine sharmate hue jawab diya, “Uncle… aap jaisa… thoda rough… control wala… mujhe accha lagta hai.”

Rohan uncle ne Asraf se phir poocha, “Tu positions mein kya prefer karta hai? Doggy? Missionary? Ya kuch aur?”

Asraf ne kaha, “Sir… doggy aur pronebone. Peeche se control accha lagta hai. Partner ki gaand dekhte hue.”

Rohan uncle ne glass hilaate hue bola, “

Main bhi. Aaj subah pronebone mein isko choda tha. Poora weight daal ke. Iski gaand mere neeche dabi hui thi. Bahut mazaa aaya.”

Unhone phir meri taraf dekha. “Beti… tujhe kaunsi position sabse zyada pasand aayi aaj tak? Honest bol.”

Maine pillow se muh thoda bahar nikaal kar boli, “Doggy… aur standing. Aap jab mujhe utha kar chodte ho… wo… alag feel hota hai.”

Baatein chalti rahi. Rohan uncle aur Asraf sex ke bare mein openly discuss kar rahe the — stamina, cumshot preferences, dirty talk, kitni der tak control rakhna. Main bed par nangi unki har baat sun rahi thi. Meri choot unki baaton se aur geeli ho rahi thi. Main apni taange ragad rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne ek unexpected sawaal poocha. Unki awaaz mein mischievous tone thi. “Beti… tujhe curiosity ho rahi hai na? Asraf ke pants mein kya hai dekhne ki? Bol sach sach.”

Main turant sharma gayi. “Uncle… nahi… aisi koi baat nahi…”

Lekin unhone meri aankhon mein dekha. Wo jaante the. “Arre, main teri aankhen padh sakta hoon. Tu dekhna chahti hai. Asraf… meri beti ko dikha na. Kya chhupa rakha hai pants mein.”

Asraf ne thoda double meaning mein jawab diya. “Sir… agar ma’am dekhna chahti hain toh… main hide nahi karta. Jo hai so hai. Size se zyada use matter karta hai.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Sahi kaha. Dikha de bhai.”

Asraf ne dheere se apni pants ka belt khola. Zip neeche ki. Pants aur underwear ek saath neeche sarka diye. Uska lund bahar aa gaya.

Main bed par se dekh rahi thi. Pehli baar maine circumcised dick dekhi thi. Skin bilkul clean thi, koi foreskin nahi. Supada poora khula hua, thoda laal, smooth, aur shaft pe nasen saaf dikh rahi thi. Length average se thoda zyada, motai acchi. Wo semi-hard tha, thoda hil raha tha.

Main ekdum kho gayi thi. Professor sir ka aur Rohan uncle ka dono uncircumcised tha. Ye alag tha… clean, different shape, different look. Meri aankhen us par atak gayi thi. Main soch rahi thi ki ye chusne mein kaisa feel hoga, andar jaane mein kaisa lagega.

Rohan uncle ne meri expression padh li. “Dekha beti? Alag hai na? '. mardo k aise hi hote hai. Clean. Tujhe pasand aaya?”

Maine sharmate hue sir hilaya. “Haan… alag lag raha hai… pehli baar dekha hai aisa…”

Rohan uncle ne Asraf se poocha, “Bhai… meri beti touch karna chahti hai. Allow karega?”

Asraf ne meri taraf dekha. “Agar ma’am chahti hain toh… haan. Problem nahi.”

Main bed par se thoda uth kar baith gayi. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. 

Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Aa beti… paas aa. Touch kar. Feel kar difference.”

Main dheere se bed se utri. Meri nangi body Asraf ke bilkul paas thi. Maine haath aage badhaya. Uska circumcised lund mere naram haath mein aa gaya. Smooth, garam, alag texture. Maine dheere se upar-neeche kiya. Supada bilkul khula hua tha, koi skin nahi chhupa rahi thi.

Asraf ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ma’am… aapke haath bahot soft hai…”

Rohan uncle chair pe baithe the, champagne peekar dekh rahe the. “Kaisa feel ho raha hai beti? Alag hai na mere se?”

Maine unki taraf dekha, haath abhi bhi Asraf ke lund par tha. 

“Haan uncle… bilkul alag… clean… smooth…”

Main usko sahlati rahi. Meri curiosity poori tarah jag gayi thi. Room mein sirf humari saansein aur champagne glass ki halki si awaaz thi. Main nangi thi, do mard ke saamne, ek ka lund apne haath mein liye hue.

Mere man mein soch rahi thi: Ye kya kar rahi hoon main… waiter ka lund touch kar rahi hoon… Rohan uncle dekh rahe hain… aur mujhe mazaa aa raha hai.

Main abhi bhi Asraf ke bilkul paas khadi thi. Mera nanga sharir uske nange neeche ke hisse se kuch hi inch door tha. Mera right haath uske circumcised lund ko dheere-dheere upar-neeche kar raha tha. Uski smooth, clean skin meri ungliyon ke neeche garam aur thodi si sticky feel ho rahi thi. Supada bilkul khula hua tha, koi foreskin nahi, sirf soft-hard texture.

Tabhi Rohan uncle khade hue aur mere peeche aa gaye. Unka nanga sharir meri peeth se chipak gaya. Unka sakht lund meri gaand ke beech mein ragad raha tha. Unhone mujhe ghumaya nahi… seedhe peeche se mere gale mein haath daal kar mera muh apni taraf kheench liya aur gehra kiss karne lage.

Unki jeebh meri jeebh ke andar ghus gayi. Wild, possessive kiss. Main Asraf ka lund abhi bhi pakde hue thi. Kiss ke dauran unhone dono haathon se mere bhari stano ko pakad liya aur zor se masalne lage. Unki ungliyan mere sakht nipples ko pinch kar rahi thi, ghuma rahi thi..

“Mmmhh…” main kiss ke beech mein siskari bhar rahi thi. Mera left haath abhi free tha. Rohan uncle ne us haath ko pakda aur neeche le jakar apne khud ke mote, nasen bhare lund par rakh diya.Ab mere dono haathon mein do alag-alag lund the. Right haath mein Asraf ka circumcised, clean, smooth lund… left haath mein Rohan uncle ka uncircumcised, mota, veiny lund. Main dono ko ek saath upar-neeche karne lagi. Alag-alag feel. Ek bilkul bare supade wala, dusra skin se dhakka hua.

Rohan uncle mere hoth chuste hue, mere stano ko masalte hue dheemi awaaz mein bole, “Kaisa feel ho raha hai beti? Do lund ek saath haath mein....”

Main unki aankhon mein dekhte hue, dono lund sahlate hue haanfte hue boli, “Uncle… bahut ajeeb aur intense feel ho raha hai. Ek haath mein Asraf ka… bilkul smooth, clean, koi skin nahi… supada seedhe meri hatheli mein nazar aa raha hai… garam aur thoda pulse kar raha hai. Dusre haath mein aapka… itna mota, nasen ubhri hui, skin ke neeche se hard… aapka wala zyada bhari aur powerful lag raha hai. Dono ek saath… meri hatheliyan bhar gayi hain. Main control nahi kar pa rahi apne aap ko. Meri choot itni geeli ho gayi hai ki main feel kar sakti hoon wetness janghon par beh rahi hai. Nipples aapke haathon mein itne sakht hain ki dard sa ho raha hai… lekin mazaa aa raha hai. Do mard ke lund ek saath… pehli baar… mera dimaag kharab ho raha hai. Main lost feel kar rahi hoon… jaise main unki nahi rahi… bas ek body hoon jo dono ko feel kar rahi hai.

”Rohan uncle ne mera ek stan aur zor se dabaya aur dusre nipple ko ungli se ghumaate hue kaha, “Aur detail de. Dono mein farak kya feel ho raha hai exactly?”

Main dono haathon ki speed thodi badha kar boli, “Asraf ka lund… hatheli mein bilkul silky lag raha hai… supada smooth hai, thoda precum nikal raha hai jo meri ungliyon ko slippery bana raha hai. Jab main uske top ko thumb se ragadti hoon toh wo thoda jhatka khaata hai. Aapka lund… bahut zyada thick hai… meri ungliyan pure around nahi ja pa rahi… nasen ungliyon ke neeche ubhar rahi hain… jab main neeche se upar karti hoon toh skin thodi si sarakti hai aur andar se hard core feel hota hai. Dono ki garmi alag-alag hai… Asraf ka thoda tez pulse kar raha hai, aapka zyada solid aur heavy. Main dono ko ek rhythm mein le ja rahi hoon… aur har stroke ke saath meri choot mai kuch ho raha hai. Mujhe lag raha hai main abhi kisi bhi waqt jhad sakti hoon… bas unke touch se.”

Rohan uncle ne mera muh phir se pakad kar kiss kiya. Is baar aur gehra. Unki daadi mere gaal ko ragad rahi thi. Unhone mere stano ko neeche se uthaya aur ek ko muh mein le kar chusne lage jabki main dono lund sahlati rahi.

Asraf ki saansein tez ho chuki thi. Wo meri taraf dekh raha tha. “Ma’am… aapke haath… bahut soft…”

Main uski taraf dekhti hui, abhi bhi dono ko stroke karti hui boli, “Asraf… aapka lund alag hai… pehli baar aisa touch kiya hai… clean feel… mujhe… accha lag raha hai.”

Rohan uncle ne muh hata kar kaha, “Beti… speed thodi aur badha.”

Main speed badha di. Dono lund ab meri mutthi mein phadak rahe the. 

Maine aankhen kholi. Asraf meri taraf dekh raha tha, uska lund meri mutthi mein. Rohan uncle ka lund dusri mutthi mein. 

Main dono ko dekhte hue, stroke karti hui boli, “Meri choot itni geeli hai ki main khud ko touch karna chahti hoon lekin haath nahi hata pa rahi. Ye feeling… power aur submission dono ek saath…uncle… ye mazaaa.”

Rohan uncle ne mere dono stano ko ek saath dabaya aur kaha, “Acchi beti. Aise hi feel karti reh. Dono ko khush karti reh apne soft haathon se.”

Main unke kehne par dono lund ko aur acche tarike se sahlati rahi. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi sirf top, kabhi pure shaft. Meri saansein haanphne lagi thi. Meri taange thodi kaanp rahi thi. Room mein teen bodies ki garmi thi… do lund meri mutthi mein… ek mard mere stano ko possess kiye hue… aur main beech mein… nangi… unki.

Mere man mein sirf ek hi baat ghum rahi thi: Main do mard ke lund ek saath hold kiye hue hoon… aur mujhe isse rokna nahi hai.

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Phone ki ringtone room mein goonj uthi. Screen par “Papa Calling” likha aa gaya. Mera dil ek second ke liye ruk sa gaya. Main abhi bhi dono lund ko haathon mein pakde hue thi — right mein Asraf ka circumcised, left mein Rohan uncle ka mota. Rohan uncle ne turant samajh liya. Unhone mera phone uthaya aur mere kaan ke paas laga diya, saath hi mere muh par ungli rakh kar ishara kiya ki normal baat kar.Maine call receive kiya, awaaz jitni steady banayi ja sake banayi.

“Hello papa…”Papa ki awaaz aayi, thodi thaki hui. “Shaanaya beta… sorry beta, main properly call nahi kar paya. Office mein itna kaam aa gaya tha ki time hi nahi mil raha tha. Goa mein akeli kaisi manage kar rahi ho?”

“Main theek hoon papa… aap tension mat lo. Yahan sab accha hai.”

“Beta, maine ye batane k liye call kiya ki mai parsho tak aa jaunga. Tu bata, tera plan kya hai? Hotel theek hai na?”

“Haan papa, hotel bahut accha hai. Main manage kar lungi. Aap jab aao tab tak main yahin rehti hoon.”

Papa ne thoda ruke, phir poocha, “Rohan uncle se mili ya nahi? Unka number maine tujhe diya tha. Unse mil le, wo tujhe acchi tarah dekh lenge.”

Mere pet mein kuch hila. Main Rohan uncle ki taraf dekhi. Wo mere bilkul saamne nange khade the, Asraf bhi. Maine jhooth bola, “Nahi papa, abhi tak nahi mili. Unka room number kya hai? Main aaj dinner time pe unse milne ki koshish karti hoon.”

Papa ne number bata diya. Main pretend karti hui boli, “Theek hai, note kar liya. Aaj shaam milungi unse.”

Rohan uncle ne dheere se mujhe signal diya. Unhone mere kandhe par haath rakha aur mujhe neeche kneel karne ka ishara kiya. Main dheere se ghutno ke bal floor par baith gayi. Phone abhi bhi kaan se laga hua tha. Meri nangi body unke bilkul saamne thi.

Papa poochte rahe, “Aaj kahan-kahan gayi? Beach gayi? Shopping ki?”

Maine jhooth ka sequence banaya, “Haan papa, subah beach gayi thi thodi der. Phir market mein shopping ki… kuch kapde aur sunscreen liye. Lunch bhi bahar kiya. Ab room mein rest kar rahi hoon.”

Rohan uncle ne Asraf ke kaan mein kuch whisper kiya. Main clearly sun sakti thi — “Iske chehre pe daalna….”

Dono ne apne lund haath mein liye aur stroke karne lage. Main phone pe baat karti hui unke bilkul saamne ghutno par thi. Unke lund meri aankhon ke level par the, upar-neeche ho rahe the.

Papa ne poocha, “Khana properly kha rahi hai na? Akeli mat ghoomna raat mein. Safety ka dhyan rakhna.”

“Haan papa, main dhyan rakhti hoon. Aaj dinner hotel mein hi karungi. Aap batao, aapka kaam kab tak chalega?”

Papa ne apne meetings ke baare mein batana shuru kiya. Main “haan papa… theek hai… accha…” karti rahi. Uske beech Rohan uncle aur Asraf tez-tez stroke kar rahe the. Unki saansein bhari ho rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne mera baal pakde aur mera muh thoda upar kiya taaki unka lund mere chehre ke bilkul saamne ho. Wo apna lund meri hothon ke upar ragad rahe the, lekin andar nahi daal rahe the. Main phone pe baat jaari rakhe hue unka precum apne hothon par feel kar rahi thi.

Papa bol rahe the, “Beta, Rohan uncle se milke unse bolna ki main jaldi aaunga. Unse baat kar lena properly.”

“Haan papa, zaroor milungi. Aap tension mat lo.”Tabhi Rohan uncle ki saans tez hui. Unhone apna lund mere chehre ke bilkul paas laaya aur pehli moti, garam dhaar meri chehre par giri. Phir dusri, teesri… unka cum mere forehead, aankh ke paas, hothon ke kinare aur chin par fail gaya. Main phone pe awaaz normal rakhte hue boli, “Papa, aap parsho ko aa rahe ho na? Main airport pe arrange karwa dungi.”

Papa ne kaha, "haan wo mai tujhe bata dunga flight book karne k baad" . Uske turant baad Asraf ne bhi speed badha di. Usne apna circumcised lund mere chehre paas laaya aur apna cum chhod diya. Garam, thoda alag texture wala cum mere chehre par fail gaya. Dono ka cum ab mere chehre par mila hua tha — maatha, gaal, hoth, chin sab geela.

Main abhi bhi phone pe thi. “Papa, main theek se kha rahi hoon, ghoom bhi rahi hoon. Aap apna khayal rakhna. Call pe late ho gaya toh main message kar dungi.”

Papa ne last mein kaha, “Theek hai beta. Rohan uncle se millena. Main jaldi aata hoon. Love you.”

“Love you papa… bye.”

Call cut hua. Main phone neeche rakha. Mera poora chehra dono ke cum se geela tha. Kuch boondein mere stano par bhi giri thi. Main abhi bhi ghutno par thi, dono mard mere saamne khade the, unke lund ab dheere-dheere soft ho rahe the.

Rohan uncle ne mera chin upar uthaya. “Call khatam?”

Maine aankhen unki taraf uthayi, chehre par unka aur Asraf ka cum liye hue. “Haan… khatam.”

Room mein ab sirf humari bhari saansein thi. Mera chehra unke maal se chamak raha tha, aur main unke beech mein nangi ghutno par baithi thi.