Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Agle din subah se hi Pranali ka mann ek ajeeb si halchal me tha. Kal raat jo baatein usne Shubha se ki thi, usne uske andar ek naya jazba paida kar diya tha. Woh Munna se milkar is sab ka ek antim faisla lena chahti thi.
Usne ghar par jhoot bola ki woh ek purani dost se milne ja rahi hai. Soham bina kisi shaq ke maan gaya, aur ghar wale bhi zyada sawaal nahi pooch rahe the. Dil me ek ajeeb sa darr bhi tha, lekin saath hi saath ek aur ehsaas bhi... jaise Munna se milna uske liye zaroori ho chuka ho.
Woh ek chhoti si private café me baith gayi, jahan usne Munna ko bulaya tha. Café zyada bheed-bhaad wali nahi thi, ek kone me ek cozy si table thi jahan woh baith gayi. Hath thande ho rahe the, lekin mann ekdam garam.
Thodi der baad Munna café ke darwaze se andar aaya. Kala kurta, halki si daadhi, aankhon me wohi maskhari bhari garmi jo hamesha rehti thi. Uska chalne ka andaaz waisa hi tha—jaise duniya ki koi parwah nahi ho.
Woh Pranali ke samne chair kheench ke baith gaya, bina kisi formalities ke.
"Toh madam ne finally bula hi liya," Munna ne halka sa smile diya, lekin uski aankhon me ek gehra sukoon tha. Jaise woh jaanta ho ki yeh milna uska ek aur bada kadam hai.
"Main sirf isliye mili hoon kyunki main yeh sab khatam karna chahti hoon," Pranali ki awaaz thodi shaky thi, lekin usme ek kasak bhi thi.
Munna ne whiskey ka glass nahi uthaya, kyunki yahaan pe sirf coffee mil rahi thi. Usne bina jhijhak ke apni elbows table par rakhi aur Pranali ki taraf jhuk gaya.
"Kya khatam karna chahti hai?" Usne dheere se kaha, jaise ek khaufnaak sawaal ho jo sirf Pranali ke andar daag chhod sakta ho.
"Woh sab jo ho raha tha, jo ho gaya, jo ho sakta tha. Yeh sab galat hai, Munna," Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, apni coffee ka cup zor se pakad liya, jaise apne emotions control kar rahi ho.
Munna ne ek chhoti si hasi di, lekin usme ek alag hi sukoon tha.
"Galat?" Usne ek pal ke liye aankhein band ki aur phir Pranali ki taraf gaze fix karke bola, "Tab toh bada late ho gaya yeh kehne me."
"Main seriously keh rahi hoon, Munna. Yeh sab band karo. Mujhe bhool jao," Pranali ne uski aankhon me dekhna avoid kiya.
Munna ka haath dheere se table par aaya, usne coffee ka chhota cup uthaya, jaise koi sabse relaxed banda ho.
"Tune toh kabhi mujhe apna mana hi nahi tha ki ab bhool jaane ko bol rahi hai," uski awaaz ekdam thehli thi, lekin usme ek cheez chhupi thi—power.
"Main tumse bas ek last time milne aayi hoon. Yeh kehne ki yeh sab aage nahi badh sakta," Pranali ne zor diya apne words pe, jaise apne dil ko bhi samjha rahi ho.
Munna ne apne coffee ka ek sip liya aur cup rak diya. Phir usne seedha aankhon me dekhte hue bola, "Toh tu yeh kehne aayi hai ki kal raat tune jo kiya woh bhi galat tha?"
Pranali ka saans ek pal ke liye atak gaya.
Munna ki aankhon me ek tez chamak thi, jaise woh directly uske andar dekh raha ho. Usne us raat ka zikr kiya. Us raat jab Pranali ne apni chut tak uske saamne khol di thi, jab dono ne ek dusre ke saamne apne aap ko poora mehsoos kiya tha.
"Mat karo yeh sab…" Pranali ne apni aankhein neeche kar li.
Munna ab bhi shaant tha, lekin uska chehra ab aur intense ho gaya. "Sach bata, agar yeh sab galat tha, toh kal raat ke baad tujhe neend aayi?"
Pranali ne kuch nahi kaha.
"Tune apna phone kitni baar dekha yeh soch ke ki main phir message karunga?" Munna ab dheere dheere aage jhuk raha tha, jaise Pranali ki har chhupi hui soch padh raha ho.
"Main tumse dobara baat nahi karne wali hoon, Munna," uski awaaz ab kamzor pad rahi thi, lekin ab bhi zor lagane ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Munna ne ek lambi saans li, lekin uske chehre pe disappointment nahi thi.
"Tu jo keh rahi hai, woh teri zubaan bol rahi hai, par jo sach hai, woh tera sharir bol raha hai," Munna ab backrest par lean ho gaya, jaise uske words ka asar uske samne dekh raha ho.
"Bas karo yeh sab…" Pranali ka gala sukh gaya.
Munna ne coffee ka cup uthaya, aur sabse relaxed andaaz me bola, "Tu bol rahi hai ki tu mujhe bhoolna chahti hai?"
"Haan," Pranali ne jaldi se bola, jaise apne andar ek determination paida karna chahti ho.
Munna ne halki si smile di, aur sirf ek line boli—
"Toh yeh coffee peene ke bajaye ghar jaake apni panty check kar. Pata chal jayega kitna sach bol rahi hai."
Ek dum se Pranali ka shareer ek jhatke me stiff ho gaya. Uska chehra laal pad gaya, uske haath kanpne lage.
Usne jaldi se table se apna purse uthaya, Munna ki taraf bina dekhe café se bahar bhaag gayi.
Munna ne apne coffee ka sip khatam kiya, aur sirf ek cheez sochi—"Khel abhi baaki hai."


Jaise hi Pranali café se ghabra kar bhaag rahi thi, uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Munna ki woh aakhri baat uske dimaag me ghoonj rahi thi—"Ghar jaake apni panty check kar…"
Woh café se nikal kar apni scooty tak pahunchi, lekin tabhi usko ek aur tension ho gayi.
"Meri scooty ki chabi kahan gayi?"
Usne apne purse, dupatta sab check kiya, lekin chabi nahi mili. Uska dimaag ekdum garam ho gaya. Jaldi me woh café ki table pe hi chhod aayi thi!
Uske pair ruk gaye.
Matlab… wapas andar jaana padega?
Munna ab tak nikal chuka hoga, usko phir nahi dekhna chahti thi.
Par koi option nahi tha. Dheere dheere café ki taraf wapas aayi, uski saanse ab bhi tez chal rahi thi.
Jab woh andar jane hi wali thi, tabhi ek tez horn bajne laga.
"Kahan bhaag rahi thi?"
Pranali ne piche mudke dekha, aur Munna apni gaadi ke paas khada tha—uske haath me uski scooty ki chabi thi.
Uska chehra ek ajeeb si muskurahat se bhara tha, jaise sab kuch uske plan ka hissa ho.
"Chhodna chah rahi hai mujhe, aur apni chabi mere paas chhod gayi?" Munna ne ek teasing smirk diya.
Pranali ki halki si halat kharab ho gayi. Usne tez kadam badhaye aur Munna ke paas aayi.
"Chabi do," usne gusse se kaha.
Munna ne uski taraf dekha, lekin chabi nahi di.
"Aise nahi milegi," usne dheere se kaha.
"Munna, mazak mat karo, chabi do," Pranali ne haath badhaya.
Munna ne chabi uski taraf badhai, par jaise hi Pranali chabi lene lagi, usne ek dum se uska haath pakad liya aur use ek jhatke me apni baahon me kheench liya.
Pranali ekdum Munna ki chhaati se lag gayi, uska sharir Munna ki strong body se touch ho gaya.
Usne turant resist karne ki koshish ki, haath se Munna ko dhakelne lagi.
"Munna, chhodo mujhe!" usne gusse se kaha, lekin uske andar ek ajeeb sa jhatka bhi chal raha tha.
Munna usse ekdum kareeb kar chuka tha, uski ek taakat bhari baah Pranali ki kamar pe thi, aur doosra haath ab bhi uska haath pakad kar rakha tha.
"Tu jitni door bhaagti hai na, utni paas aati hai," Munna dheere se bola, uski saans Pranali ke kaan ke paas lag rahi thi.
"Main tumse door jaana chahti hoon," Pranali ne phir se resist kiya.
"Jhooth," Munna ne dheere se kaha, aur ek dum se uske honthon pe apne honth rakh diye.
Ek deep kiss.
Munna ne uske soft lips ko apne honthon se lock kar diya. Woh puri taqat se resist kar rahi thi, uske haath Munna ki chest ko dhakelne ki koshish kar rahe the, lekin Munna ne uski kamar aur tight pakad li.
Uska sharir ek pal ke liye jhatka me tha, mann chilla raha tha ki ye sab galat hai, lekin uske honth ab bhi Munna ki zubaan ka pressure mehsoos kar rahe the.
Ek tez sensation uske pure badan me daud gayi. Uska sharir stiff ho gaya, par Munna ke hot kiss ki aag se woh dheere dheere pighalne lagi.
Munna aur gehra gaya, uski zubaan Pranali ke honthon ko kheench rahi thi, jaise ek baar phir usko yaad dila rahi ho ki woh kitni der se bhookha tha uske liye.
Pranali ki muthi band ho gayi, uska saara sharir goosebumps se bhar gaya. Uske andar ek ladai chal rahi thi—ek taraf woh Munna se door hona chahti thi, doosri taraf uske andar ek ajeeb si pyaas jag rahi thi.
Phir ek dum se usne apne senses wapas laaye, ek jhatke se Munna ko dhakka diya.
Uska saans phoola hua tha, chehra laal, aankhon me confusion, sharam aur ek ajeeb si garmi.
"Yeh… yeh galat hai!" usne phir se bola, lekin uski awaaz thodi kamzor thi.
Munna ab bhi relaxed tha, jaise uske jeet ka sukoon uske chehre pe chamak raha ho.
"Agar itna galat hota na, toh tu ab tak mujhe ek tamacha maar chuki hoti," Munna ne dheere se kaha, uske honthon pe ab bhi Pranali ki taste thi.
Pranali ek pal ke liye kuch nahi bol payi.
Usne jaldi se Munna ke haath se chabi kheench li, gaadi ki taraf bhaagi aur bina piche dekhe scooty start karke nikal gayi.
Lekin jaate jaate uska dil ek ajeeb si tension me tha.
Kyun usne Munna ko thappad nahi maara?
Kyun uska sharir ab bhi Munna ke choone ka ehsaas mehsoos kar raha tha?
Kyun uske honthon pe ab bhi Munna ka deep kiss chhoda hua tha?
Woh bhaag gayi thi, lekin sach yeh tha ki Munna ka asar ab uske andar se nikal nahi sakta tha.
Munna ab bhi wahi khada tha, uska smirk aur gehra ho chuka tha.
"Ab dekh, tu khud laut ke aayegi."



Pranali ghar pahunchi, lekin uska mann ek ajeeb si halchal me tha. Uska saans ab bhi tez chal raha tha, Munna ka chehra, uski baatein, uske honthon ka touch—sab dimaag me ghoom raha tha.
Kya ho gaya tha uske saath?
Kyun woh Munna ko resist nahi kar pai?
Kyun uska sharir uske haath me control me nahi tha?
Jaise hi woh ghar ke andar aayi, usne apne aapko normal dikhane ki koshish ki. Soham newspaper padh raha tha, saas-sasur bhi apne kaam me lage the.
"Kahan gayi thi itni der?" Soham ne casually pucha.
"Bas… Shubha se milne," Pranali ne jhoot bola, jaldi se apna dupatta theek kiya.
"Thik hai, jaldi fresh ho jao," Soham ne zyada dhyan nahi diya.
Pranali ne jaldi se haan me sir hilaya aur seedha washroom ki taraf chal padi. Uske pair tez chal rahe the, jaise use bas kisi bhi tarah akela hona tha.
Washroom ke andar jaate hi, usne darwaza lock kiya aur bas ek gehri saans li.** Uska dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha.**
Munna ki woh aakhri baat uske dimaag me ghoonj rahi thi—
"Ghar jaake apni panty check kar. Pata chal jayega kitna sach bol rahi hai."
Usne jaldi se sink ka paani on kiya, apne chehre pe thanda paani daala. Shayad thandi boond uske mann ki garmi kam kar sake.
Lekin jitna woh apne aapko normal karne ki koshish kar rahi thi, utna hi Munna ki yaadein aur gehri hoti ja rahi thi.
Uska haath dheere se apne kurti ke neeche gaya…
Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Panty ka kapda ab bhi thoda geela mehsoos ho raha tha.
Ek tez jhatka uske dil me aaya.
Usne jaldi se panty ke elastic ko khinch ke neeche dekha… aur ek second ke liye uska sharir bilkul jam gaya.
Woh geeli thi.
Bilkul Munna ki baat sach ho gayi thi.
Uske andar ek ajeeb si sharam, guilt aur ek aur alag sa ehsaas aaya.
"Nahi… yeh nahi ho sakta…"
Lekin jo sach uske samne tha, woh badla nahi ja sakta tha.
Uska sharir ab bhi Munna ke kiss ka asar mehsoos kar raha tha.
Uske honth ab bhi uske lips ke pressure ko yaad kar rahe the.
Aur sabse bada sach—uska badan uske control me nahi raha tha.
Woh resist kar rahi thi…
Lekin uska sharir sach bata raha tha ki woh resist nahi kar pai thi.
Usne jaldi se apni panty ko theek kiya, apna chehra mirror me dekha.
Aankhein laal ho rahi thi, saans tez thi, aur chehra ek ajeeb si halat me tha.
Woh sach me girti ja rahi thi.
Munna sirf ek naam nahi raha tha… woh uske andar ek aag banke bas chuka tha.
Usne apne haath zor se sink pe rakhe, aur aankhein band kar ke ek gehri saans li.
Lekin kya yeh sab bas yahi rukne wala tha?
Ya yeh sirf shuruaat thi…?