Adultery Ajab Si Piyas

[maitripatel]

I jumped with excitement upon hearing Hira's words, but before I could say anything, Nomi approached us, and I pressed my lips together, falling silent.

Without even glancing at my naked body, Nomi asked Hira,
 
“Yes, Madam, what do you need me to do?” Presented by Maitri Patel.
 
Hira said, “Yes, go get the wax solution and thoroughly wax Madam’s underarms and pubic area to remove the hair.”
 
“Yes, Ma’am,” Nomi replied professionally and walked towards the table.
 
I felt embarrassed lying naked in front of a boy so young. I said softly,
 
“Hira, aren't you ashamed? You’ve got this fourteen-or-fifteen-year-old kid doing this kind of work.”
 
Hira smiled and said softly,
 
“Darling, the gentleness in the hands of boys this age feels amazing. And his hands have magic... just watch how he stimulates every nerve in your body.”
 
My face flushed with embarrassment at her words, but before I could say anything, Nomi came over to us.
 
Looking at my face and placing his hand on my arm, he said,
 
“Ma’am, please raise your arm. And relax your hand and your underarm.”
 
I looked helplessly at Hira and then let my arm go limp; Nomi gently lifted it and placed it near my head, exposing my right breast to the young boy.
 
There was light hair in my underarms.
 
Nomi glanced at my firm breast and its hard, pink nipple, and then gently touched the hair in my underarm. A jolt of electricity shot through my body at the touch of his soft hands as he lightly stroked my underarm. Hira was gently applying lotion to my thighs, seemingly amused by my state, yet her full attention was fixed on my face and Nomi’s movements.
 
Nomi’s hand moved from my underarms down along the sides of my breasts, caressing the skin as it went. Written for you by Maitri.
 
Then, Nomi picked up the wax bottle, scooped out some wax, and applied it to my underarm with gently.
 
Surrendering to the moment, I closed my eyes; breathing heavily, I savored the sensation of Nomi’s soft, delicate hands against my skin.
 
The fire that Hira had ignited within my body and deep between my legs, flared up once more at the touch of Nomi’s gentle hands.
 
Lost in the sensations created by Hira and Nomi, I was so engrossed that I didn't even realize when Nomi finished waxing my underarms; I hadn't felt the slightest sting of the hair being pulled out. He was pampering my underarm.
 
Then, suddenly, I felt his hand touch the hair on my pussy; as he stroked it, he asked,
 
"Madam, shall I use hair-removal cream here?"
 
I opened my eyes the moment I felt his touch and saw Nomi’s hand moving freely over my pubic hair; one of his fingers was tracing circles over the fine hair there.
 
Hira gave him the go-ahead, and as he stepped away to grab the hair-removal cream from the table, I pleaded,
 
"Plea-a-a-se, Hira... plea-a-a-se."
 
Hira whispered, "Shhh... just enjoy it, my darling. His hands are very polite, and experienced guy." Associated by Funlover.
 
By then, Nomi had returned and moved back toward my thighs. I looked at Hira again, pleading for mercy, but she smiled and said,
 
“Sana, open your legs. I don’t want any drama.”
 
At that moment, I felt a sudden jolt run through my body. I looked down and saw that Nomi had placed his hand on my thighs and was gently stroking them.
 
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[maitripatel]

As I shyly lifted my legs, Nomi applied hair-removing lotion even to the fine hairs surrounding my Gaand (anus hole) and gently caressed the pink opening with his finger. Written by Maitri.

I felt embarrassed, wondering how I could be lying there naked with my pussy spread open in front of such a young boy.
 
Nomi’s bare, fair, and smooth legs and thighs, emerging from his shorts, were brushing against my own naked thighs.
 
While Nomi was applying the hair-removal cream to my pubic area, Hira began drawing henna designs on my hands and arms, smiling at me as she watched me enjoying the touch of that young boy.
 
Thanks to the cool air in the air-conditioned room, both Hira’s special henna and the hair-removal lotion Nomi had applied were drying quickly. A few minutes later, Nomi took a sponge and a bowl of water and began removing the cream along with the hair from my Choot (pussy). In no time, the cream was wiped away, and the hair was gone.
 
Then, running his hand over my smooth, hair-free Choot (pussy), Nomi said to me,
 
“Madam, is it okay?” he asked, tracing a finger around the area.
 
He looked at both Hira and me, seeking approval.
 
Hira ran her hand over my Choot (pussy) and said,
 
“Fantastic job, Nomi... keep working like this, and you’ll master the whole job very soon.” Crafted by Maitri Patel.
 
Hira moved toward my thighs with her henna cone and began applying henna to the soft, fair, triangular area above my Choot (pussy); I asked,
 
“Hira, what are you doing?” Hira smiled and said,
 
“I’m decorating this lovely Choot (pussy) of yours with henna for your lover (Saajan), darling.”
 
I smiled at her words and inwardly praised her idea; seeing a henna-adorned Choot (pussy) would drive not just Neeru, but even Saud, absolutely wild. Both men’s Lund (Cock) would be bursting with desire in their underwears.
 
Nomi was also sitting nearby, watching Hira draw intricate patterns with henna on my Choot (pussy).
 
My Choot (pussy) had been constantly touched by someone’s hands for a while now, so the fire within it wasn't cooling down; instead, it kept flaring up. Naturally, it craved something. It kept getting wetter and wetter.
 
Nomi was sitting right beside me. He took my hand and placed it on his thigh; his soft, smooth, bare thigh was right beneath my henna-stained hand.
 
I could feel the delicacy of his thighs, they were softer and more delicate than even a girl's. There wasn't a single hair on them. Touching his smooth thigh gave me a strange, thrilling sensation.
 
Hira drew exquisite henna patterns on the mound above my Choot (pussy); they looked incredibly lovely and sexy.
 
Stroking my thighs, Nomi said,
 
“Madam, center part of yours looks absolutely beautiful now.”
 
I blushed, and a fresh wave of heat surged through my Choot (pussy).
 
Placing his hand on my boobs, Nomi asked Hira,
 
“Ma'am, should we apply henna here too?”
 
Hira replied, “No, they look lovely just as they are, so fair and beautiful.”
 
After a while, Hira finished the henna work and said,
 
“Just stay like this for two minutes... it’ll all dry up soon.”
 
My mouth was going dry from the heat rising within my Choot (pussy). I said,
 
“Hira, get me some water.” Edited by Funlover.
 
Hira told Nomi to fetch some juice, and he immediately left the room.
 
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Stay tuned friends.


Maitri Patel.

[maitripatel]

As soon as I saw him leaving the room, I immediately asked Hira,

“Hira, what is all this? How could you do or arrange for, something like this with such a young boy?” Crafted by Patel.
 
Hira smiled, pinched my nipple, and said,
 
“Oh, the pleasure you get from the Lund (cock) of a fresh, inexperienced, virgin boy like him, where else could you find that, tell me? This would be a fresh experience for you at this time after your collage days.”
 
I said, “But really, he’s just so young... it’s not exactly right to do this with him, is it?”
 
Hira replied, “Darling, nothing is ever truly ‘right’... but just forget all that and enjoy this smooth, handsome boy. Think of this guy as a gift from me to you.”
 
I asked Hira again to confirm,
 
“Have you ever fucked Nomi?”
 
Before Hira could answer, Nomi walked into the room; Hira simply nodded to confirm my question as ‘yes’ and whispered, “He’s my pet.”
 
Nomi held the glass out to me, but the mehndi on my hands was still a bit wet.
 
Hira said, “Nomi, feed Ma'am the Coke yourself.”
 
As I shifted slightly upward, Nomi slipped his slender arm behind my waist; supporting me, he held the glass to my lips, and I took a sip of the juice.
 
Being in that boy's arms stirred a strange, pleasurable sensation of lust within my body.
 
I kept drinking the juice from Nomi's hands while looking at Hira.
 
By the time I finished the juice, my ‘mehndi’ had dried; Hira peeled it off with a dry brush, revealing a beautiful, rich color against my fair skin. Then Hira spoke to Nomi, Created by Maitri.
 
“Nomi, give Madam a final massage with almond lotion now, and then we’ll start the makeup. And make sure you do it properly; she’s a friend of mine and is here for a special purpose, there shouldn't be any complaints.”
 
I looked at Hira; she winked at me, told me to turn over, and walked out of the room, saying, “I’ll be right back. Enjoy his skills.”
 
I silently turned onto my stomach; I no longer felt any shame about being naked in front of that young boy or being touched by him, in fact, I was actually enjoying it. And was eager to have some more experiences from him.
 
Now, my beautiful, slender waist and shapely hips were exposed to Nomi’s view. If I were to wiggle my hips just a little, the curve of my buttocks, that inside my asshole’s (Gaand kaa chhed) 'smile' of the rear, the hole would be visible to him.
 
I was lying face-down on the massage table, my face resting on my arms right at the edge.
 
Nomi came and stood right by my head, facing me; he poured lotion onto my waist and began massaging it gently with his hands.
 
The zippered crotch area of Nomi’s shorts was right in front of my face, and my gaze was fixed on that spot; I wondered just how big this boy’s Lund (cock) might be.
 
Whenever Nomi moved his hands forward from my waist toward my hips to apply the lotion, the crotch of his shorts would brush against my face. Perhaps he had been trained for this, bringing that area near my mouth repeatedly or maybe it was just a coincidence.
 
I could feel something hardening in that area, something that was undoubtedly his Lund (cock).
 
His Lund (cock) was beginning to bulge and stiffen inside his cotton shorts, though I still couldn't quite gauge its size. Yet, my eyes remained fixed on the Lund (cock) hidden inside that young boy's trousers. Edited by Funlover.
 
Somehow, my hand slid down from the table and dangled; instead of bringing it back up, I placed it against the back of Nomi's bare thigh.
 
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That's it for the day. I hope you will like this episode.


Next episodes exactly after receipt of your valued feedback.

Until then Maitri Patel wishes you Happy Raksha-bandhan and JAY BHARAT.

[maitripatel]

Lagta hai is kahani ne sabko itna khamosh kar diya ki kisi ke paas kehne ko kuchh bacha hi nahi… 
Kahani likhne wali ke liye readers ki khamoshi bhi ek jawab hoti hai… bas kabhi-kabhi dil chahta hai ki us jawab mein do lafz tareef ke bhi mil jaayein. 

Khair, kahani apni jagah hai aur umeed bhi… shayad kisi din koi chupke se aayega aur kahega-
“Achha tha… padhkar maza aa gaya.” 

Tab tak hum bhi isi khamoshi ko apna reader feedback samajh kar muskura lete hain. 

Shukriya dosto.

[maitripatel]

कभी-कभी लगता है, कहानी लिखना आसान है…


मुश्किल तो उस ख़ामोशी को सहना है, जो कहानी ख़त्म होने के बाद मिलती है। 


इस कहानी पर एक भी टिप्पणी नहीं आई…
न किसी ने कहा “अच्छी थी”, न किसी ने पूछा “आगे क्या होगा?”,
न ही कोई छोटी-सी शिकायत की। 


सच कहूँ तो एक लेखक को केवल पाठकों की संख्या नहीं चाहिए होती,
कभी-कभी बस दो शब्द चाहिए होते हैं…

ताकि यह यक़ीन हो सके कि जो भावनाएँ उसने शब्दों में पिरोईं,
वे किसी के दिल तक पहुँची भी थीं। 


फिर भी कोई शिकायत नहीं है…
बस थोड़ा-सा अफ़सोस है कि जिस कहानी को लिखने में अपना दिल लगा दिया,
उसके हिस्से में पाठकों की ख़ामोशी आई। 


ख़ैर… लिखना तो जारी रहेगा।
बस अगली बार यूँ ख़ामोशी से मत गुज़र जाना…

एक छोटी-सी टिप्पणी ही कर देना।

[maitripatel]

It seems this story has silenced everyone to the point where no one has anything left to say...


For a story writer, the silence of readers is also a response... Sometimes, I just wish that response included a few words of praise.

Well, the story is in its place, and so is hope... Perhaps one day someone will quietly come and say, "It was good... I enjoyed reading it."

Until then, we too will smile, considering this silence as reader feedback.

Thank you, friends.

[fantasy237]

Don't think too much bro, continue writing! You are converting a good story to English.

[ananth1986]

Sorry MAITRIPATIL.
Net prolem for a week.
Cant continuosly use net.
Happy to hear Nomi is going to get his fuck.
Thank you.
Waiting for your writing

[maitripatel]

Don't think too much bro, continue writing! You are converting a good story to English.

Thank you so much, bro! 

Your words genuinely mean a lot to me.


Sometimes, we as writers tend to overthink every little thing, but a simple comment like yours can instantly bring back the confidence to keep writing. You may have written just a few words, but believe me, those few words can have a huge impact on a writer. 


A small comment is not “just a comment”, it is encouragement, motivation, and a reminder that someone out there is actually reading, feeling, and enjoying the story.
So thank you for taking the time to write. 

I’ll definitely keep going and give my best to the story. And looking forward the same cooperation, and keep expressing your valued feedback.

Thanks again.

[maitripatel]

Sorry MAITRIPATIL.
Net prolem for a week.
Cant continuosly use net.
Happy to hear Nomi is going to get his fuck.
Thank you.
Waiting for your writing

No need to apologize at all! 

I completely understand. Real life and internet problems come first.


I’m just happy to know that you’re still following the story whenever you get the chance. 

And yes, Nomi’s journey is finally moving toward an important turning point.  

I hope you’ll enjoy what’s coming next.

Thank you so much for your patience, your kind words, and for waiting for my writing. Readers like you give me a reason to keep going and make the story better with every update. 


Take care, and whenever your internet allows, keep reading and sharing your thoughts. Your comments truly mean a lot to me!

[maitripatel]

Let us move ahead friends..................

[maitripatel]

As I shyly lifted my legs, Nomi applied hair-removing lotion even to the fine hairs surrounding my anus and gently caressed the pink opening with his finger.

I felt embarrassed, wondering how I could be lying there naked with my Choot (pussy) spread open in front of such a young boy.
 
Nomi’s bare, fair, and smooth legs and thighs, emerging from his shorts, were brushing against my own naked thighs. Crafted by Maitri Patel.
 
While Nomi was applying the hair-removal cream to my pubic area, Hira began drawing henna designs on my hands and arms, smiling at me as she watched me enjoying the touch of that young boy.
 
Thanks to the cool air in the air-conditioned room, both Hira’s special henna and the hair-removal lotion Nomi had applied were drying quickly. A few minutes later, Nomi took a sponge and a bowl of water and began removing the cream along with the hair from my Choot (pussy). In no time, the cream was wiped away, and the hair was gone.
 
Then, running his hand over my smooth, hair-free Choot (pussy), Nomi said to me,
 
“Madam, is it okay?” he asked, tracing a finger around the area. He looked at both Hira and me, seeking approval.
 
Hira ran her hand over my Choot (pussy) and said,
 
“Fantastic job, Nomi... keep working like this, and you’ll master the whole job very soon.”
 
Hira moved toward my thighs with her henna cone and began applying henna to the soft, fair, triangular area above my Choot (pussy); I asked,
 
“Hira, what are you doing?” Hira smiled and said,
 
“I’m decorating this lovely Choot (pussy) of yours with henna for your lover, darling.”
 
I smiled at her words and inwardly praised her idea; seeing a henna-adorned Choot (pussy) would drive not just Neeru, but even Saud, absolutely wild. Both men would be bursting with desire.
 
Nomi was also sitting nearby, watching Hira draw intricate patterns with henna on my Choot (pussy).
 
My Choot (pussy) had been constantly touched by someone’s hands for a while now, so the fire within it wasn't cooling down; instead, it kept flaring up. Naturally, it craved something. It kept getting wetter and wetter.
 
Nomi was sitting right beside me. He took my hand and placed it on his thigh; his soft, smooth, bare thigh was right beneath my henna-stained hand.
 
I could feel the delicacy of his thighs; they were softer and more delicate than even a girl's. There wasn't a single hair on them. Touching his smooth thigh gave me a strange, thrilling sensation.
 
Hira drew exquisite henna patterns on the mound above my Choot (pussy); they looked incredibly lovely and sexy.
 
Stroking my thighs, Nomi said,
 
“Madam, it looks absolutely beautiful now.”
 
I blushed, and a fresh wave of heat surged through my Choot (pussy).
 
Placing his hand on my boobs, Nomi asked Hira,
 
“Ma'am, should we apply henna here too?”
 
Hira replied, “No, they look lovely just as they are, so fair and beautiful.”
 
After a while, Hira finished the henna work and said,
 
“Just stay like this for two minutes... it’ll all dry up soon.” Product of Maitri.
 
My mouth was going dry from the heat rising within my Choot (pussy). I said,
 
“Hira, get me some water.”
 
Hira told Nomi to fetch some juice, and he immediately left the room.
 
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Stay tuned friends.



Presented by Maitri Patel.

[maitripatel]

As soon as I saw him leave, I immediately asked Hira,

“Hira, what is all this? How could you do, or arrange for, something like this with such a young boy?”
 
Hira smiled, pinched my nipple, and said,
 
“Oh, the pleasure you get from the Lund (cock) of a fresh, inexperienced, virgin boy like him, where else could you find that?”
 
I said, “But really, he’s just so young... it’s not exactly right to do this with him, is it?” Edited by Funlover.
 
Hira replied, “Darling, nothing is ever truly ‘right’... but just forget all that and enjoy this smooth, handsome boy. Think of it as a gift from me to you.”
 
I asked Hira again to confirm,
 
“Have you fucked Nomi?”
 
Before Hira could answer, Nomi walked into the room; Hira simply nodded to confirm my question and whispered, “He’s my pet.”
 
Nomi held the glass out to me, but the *mehndi* on my hands was still a bit wet.
 
Hira said, “Nomi, feed Ma'am the Coke yourself.”
 
As I shifted slightly upward, Nomi slipped his slender arm behind my waist; supporting me, he held the glass to my lips, and I took a sip of the juice.
 
Being in that boy's arms stirred a strange, pleasurable sensation of lust within my body.
 
I kept drinking the juice from Nomi's hands while looking at Hira.
 
By the time I finished the juice, my ‘mehndi’ had dried; Hira peeled it off with a dry brush, revealing a beautiful, rich color against my fair skin. Then Hira spoke to Nomi,
 
“Nomi, give Madam a final massage with almond lotion now, and then we’ll start the makeup. And make sure you do it properly; she’s a friend of mine and is here for a special purpose, there shouldn't be any complaints.”
 
I looked at Hira; she winked at me, told me to turn over, and walked out of the room, saying, “I’ll be right back.” Written by Maitri.
 
I silently turned onto my stomach; I no longer felt any shame about being naked in front of that young boy or being touched by him, in fact, I was actually enjoying it.
 
Now, my beautiful, slender waist and shapely hips were exposed to Nomi’s view. If I were to wiggle my hips just a little, the curve of my buttocks that ‘smile’ of the rear would be visible to him.
 
I was lying face-down on the massage table, my face resting on my arms right at the edge.
 
Nomi came and stood right by my head, facing me; he poured lotion onto my waist and began massaging it gently with his hands.
 
The zippered crotch area of Nomi’s shorts was right in front of my face, and my gaze was fixed on that spot; I wondered just how big this boy’s Lund (cock) might be.
 
Whenever Nomi moved his hands forward from my waist toward my hips to apply the lotion, the crotch of his shorts would brush against my face. Perhaps he had been trained for this, bringing that area near my mouth repeatedly, or maybe it was just a coincidence.
 
I could feel something hardening in that area, something that was undoubtedly his Lund (cock).
 
His Lund (cock) was beginning to bulge and stiffen inside his cotton shorts, though I still couldn't quite gauge its size. Yet, my eyes remained fixed on the Lund (cock) hidden inside that young boy's trousers.
 
Somehow, my hand slid down from the table and dangled; instead of bringing it back up, I placed it against the back of Nomi's bare thigh.
 
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Stay tuned friends.

You are reading a product of Maitri Patel.

[maitripatel]

Nomi looked down at my face in surprise; when I met his gaze, he gave me a sweet smile. I lowered my eyes, though my hand remained pressed against the back of his thigh.

Gently moving my hand up and down the back of his thigh, I began to caress his smooth back.
 
Nomi’s movements became faster and more intense. His hands slid from near my head down to my hips, while his erect Lund (cock), pressing from below, began to brush against my face and lips.
 
I started enjoying the young boy's actions, and then a mischievous idea struck me. Written by Maitri.
 
I moved my hand up to his small hips and pulled him closer, keeping his Lund (cock) positioned near my mouth so I could feel its hardness.
 
As his Lund (cock) brushed against my cheeks, I could gauge its size, it wasn't particularly large.
 
Nomi could feel what I was doing but said nothing; his only response was to tighten his grip on my waist and body.
 
Suddenly, I brought my other hand into play and placed it over the bulge of his Lund (cock).
 
The moment I grabbed his Lund (cock), he gave a start and said,
 
"Madam, what are you doing?"
 
I smiled at him and said,
 
"You’re doing the same thing to me, aren't you? You’re playing with my hips and ass, too. You keep doing what you're doing, and I'll do my part, okay?"
 
Shyly, he looked away from my face, and I began to gently stroke his Lund (cock) right over his pants. Once I held it in my hand, I realized Nomi’s Lund (cock) wasn't particularly big; it felt just as small as I had imagined, like that of other boys his age. Edited by Funlover.
 
Holding it through his pants, it felt as though I was grasping a finger.
 
Yes, the Lund (cock) didn't seem any thicker or longer than a finger. After touching it through the fabric, I felt a sudden urge to pull it out and see it naked. After stroking it over his cotton pants for a while, I gripped the zipper tab between my thumb and finger; he paused and looked at me.
 
I said, "Nomi, just keep doing what you were doing."
 
He went back to massaging my buttocks and hips, while I gently began pulling his zipper down. I pulled the zipper all the way down, creating an opening in the front of his pants, and Nomi’s erect Lund (cock) popped out. As soon as I laid eyes on it, it turned out to be exactly as I had guessed.
 
Nomi’s Lund (cock) was very thin and small, much like a man's finger. Its thickness was comparable to a finger, and its length didn't seem to exceed four inches.
 
At the tip of his small Lund (cock) was a tiny, pink head that looked incredibly cute. I gazed at it for a moment, and Nomi stopped what he was doing to look at me. Then, I gently took his small Lund (cock) in my hand and began to stroke it.
 
Such a tiny, child-like Lund (cock) felt so strange in my hand, and the sensation was peculiar, too. His fair, slender Lund (cock) was hardening, feeling just like a small piece of wood. Helped by Sauni Patel.
 
It felt as though his Lund (cock) was getting even harder from the touch of my hand. I lifted my head to look at Nomi; his face had flushed red with shyness, and he quickly averted his gaze.
 
I pulled him closer by the hip, bringing his small Lund (cock) right up to my lips. I lightly kissed the tiny pink head of his Lund (cock), and I could feel a shiver run through his body. At the same time, a little bit of clear fluid, his pre-cum, began to ooze from the tip.
 
I glanced at his Lund (cock) for a moment, then stuck out my tongue and licked up the pre-cum trickling from the opening. As soon as I licked the fluid away, Nomi gave a little start.
 
I smiled, pulled him even closer, and took the head of his Lund (cock) into my mouth.
 
The moment the head of his Lund (cock) entered my mouth, Nomi’s grip on my hips tightened; it felt as if he were digging his fingers into my flesh.
 
“Ooooiiii...Maaaa…. easy, Nomi... easy. These are my hips, they’re meant for playing, not for squeezing so hard,” I squealed softly as I pulled the head of his Lund (cock) out of my mouth.
 
“Sorry, sorry, Madam... sorry. Please don't tell Madam,” Nomi said softly, looking embarrassed.
 
I took his small Lund (cock) between my lips again and began to suck on it gently, while simultaneously teasing the head of it with the tip of my tongue inside my mouth. I was searching for every drop of pre-cum at the tip of his Lund (cock). As soon as the glistening fluid emerged, my tongue would lick it clean, clearing the way for the next drop. Cfrafted by Maitri.
 
It felt just like having a finger in my mouth and sucking on it.
 
But I had never seen such a small Lund (cock) in my life, nor had I ever looked at a boy that young with such desire or done anything with one. Perhaps that is precisely why I was deriving such a strange kind of pleasure from his tiny Lund (cock).
 
I was gently sucking his small Lund (cock) when Nomi leaned forward, grabbed both my buttocks with his hands, and began thrusting his Lund (cock) into my mouth with quick, forward movements. He smiled slightly at me while moving his hips, as if he were massaging my waist.
 
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That's it for the day friends.

The next episodes are awaiting your valued feedback over these episodes.

Thank you,

As usual Maitri Patel wishes you JAY BHARAT.

[ananth1986]

Wow , Nomi is enjoying step by step.
Thank you.

[maitripatel]

Wow , Nomi is enjoying step by step.
Thank you.

Thank you very much dost.

I am glad to know that you enjoyed this episode.


I hope you will continue to follow the story and find entertainment through my words, and that you will keep sharing your feedback.

[ananth1986]

Yes enjoying word by word.
Thank you

[Ollypolly]

Does not bother the moderators when the interfaith roles are reversed in several stories…. Hypocrisy at its peak.













Friends, there has been a slight twist in the story.

 
One of forum moderators have indicated that the story must feature members of only one community; otherwise, it risks being taken down under the "interfaith" guidelines.
 
Reports could potentially be filed against this story.
 
What is one to do now?!
 
With sincere apologies to all my readers, I am making a small change to this story.
 
From now on, the name "Neeraj" will be replaced with "Nirullah." I humbly request all readers to please read "Nirullah" wherever "Neeraj" appears in the remainder of the story.
 
I am aware that this story is already existed here under the original name; however—faced with the argument that "what’s done is done in past, but it won't be allowed going forward"- I have no choice but to make the change.
 
Thank you, friends, for your continued support.


Maitri.

[maitripatel]

Yes enjoying word by word.
Thank you

Thank you very much dost.



Let's move ahead.....

[maitripatel]

Let's move forward in this story.........

Thank you v much for reading.