Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Hospital se nikalte waqt Pranali ka dil bhaari tha. Usne Munna ki pehli request poori kar di thi, lekin uske andar guilt aur uljhan ka toofan chhupa hua tha. Usne apne aap se bas itna kaha—"Mujhe kisi se baat karni hai… kisi apne se."
Aur turant uske zehan mein ek naam aaya—Shubha Kubal.
Apni purani college wali dost, jisse kuch dino pehle hi contact hua tha. Shubha, jise sab pyaar se “Shubs” bulaate the, ek fair, slim, saree-loving graceful beauty thi. 5'5 height, 34-32-36 figure, aur woh breastfeeding mom thi—ek combo of elegance and grounded boldness. Thodi Amla Paul jaisi looks wali. Shararti bhi thi, aur samajhdaar bhi.
Café "Brew Buzz" ke corner table pe dono mili. Shubha already mocha sip kar rahi thi jab Pranali pohnchi. Usne Pranali ko dekha aur turant samajh gayi—kuch toh serious hua hai.
"Arey yaar, tu theek hai? Kya hua? Aaj toh tu mujhe London jaane wali dulhan se zyada stressed lag rahi hai," Shubha ne teasing tone mein kaha.
Pranali chup thi pehle, par fir usne sab kuch bata diya—Munna ke saath hua sab, hospital visit, aur sabse badi baat… woh ‘teen request’ wali deal.
Shubha ne poori baat suni, kabhi aankhein faila kar, kabhi shock hokar, aur beech-beech mein aankhon me thoda mischievous sparkle le aayi.
"Arey Pranu... tum toh full-on Mirzapur web series wali heroine ban gayi ho!"
Pranali ne thoda naraz ho kar bola, “Shubs, main seriously pareshaan hoon… mazak mat udda.”
Shubha ne turant haath pakda, "Sorry sorry… thoda habit hai na mera, serious baat bhi thoda fun mein lena. But yeh sach mein bada heavy hai."
Phir usne ek sip li aur leaned forward, “Waise, bata zara… handjob ke baad expression kya tha Munna ke? Aankhein closed thi ya khuli?”
Pranali sharma gayi, ekdum cheek laal ho gaye. “Pagal hai kya? Main itni guilty hoon aur tu...”
Shubha hans padi, “Arey baba... meri bestie ne itna bold step liya, uske liye ek thoda spicy tease toh banta hai. Waise bhi, ab tu uske control mein aa chuki hai, toh smart banna padega.”
Pranali ne confused expression ke saath pucha, “Matlab?”
Shubha serious ho gayi, “Sun... ab tu Munna ke emotional game mein aa chuki hai. Pehli request poori hui hai, ab agle do aur bachhe hain. Agar har baar tu guilt aur pressure mein aayegi, toh Munna ka game strong hota rahega. Tu uske har move ko anticipate kar. Flip the game.”
Pranali thoda sochti hai. “Par main kya kar sakti hoon?”
Shubha leaned closer, ek mischievous smile ke saath boli,
"Simple. Kabhi kabhi tumhe shikaar banne ke bajaye, shikari banna padta hai. Tum Munna ko lagne do ki control uske paas hai, par asli control tere paas ho. Aur haan… thoda maza bhi le. Apna sharir tu kisi ke liye nahi, khud ke liye feel kar."
Pranali ne slowly ek smile diya, “Tujhe sunke lagta hai jaise main koi Netflix heroine hoon.”
Shubha ne coffee ka sip le kar kaha, “Netflix heroine nahi... Mirzapur ki asli Malika!”
Dono hans padi. Lekin Pranali ke andar ab ek nayi spark thi—usne guilt ko side rakha aur socha, ab jo bhi hoga… main taiyar hoon.
Aur jaate jaate, Shubha ne last line boli,
“Waise, agla move agar Munna ka thoda zyada naughty ho... toh detail call pe batana, popcorn leke sunungi!”
Scene fade out on giggles, heavy coffee aroma, and two women holding secrets like fire.
Chaalu game ka next player ab Pranali bhi thi.



Kuch dino baad, Munna ko hospital se discharge mil gaya. Ab woh officially “thik” tha—kam se kam body se. Lekin uska dimaag aur dil ab bhi sirf ek hi naam ke chakkar me uljha tha—Pranali.
Pranali ne hospital ke baad usse milne ka naam tak nahi liya. Na ek phone call, na ek message.
Soham ne observe kiya.
Woh ek subah breakfast table pe casually bola, “Munna bhaiya ab hospital se nikal gaye hain, suna?”
Pranali ne sirf ek haan me jawaab diya, nazar tak nahi uthayi.
Soham ne thoda casually—aur thoda jaan bujh kar—pucha, “Toh jaogi milne?”
Pranali ne coffee ka sip liya aur thoda forced smile ke saath kaha, “Nahi… kaam zyada hai. Bank aur ghar sambhalna padta hai.”
Soham ne uske jawab me bas ek chhoti si smile di, lekin uski aankhon me woh jaane-pehchaane wala glint tha—jaise sab kuch jaanta ho.
“Haan haan, bank ka kaam toh hota hi hai...” usne socha, andar hi andar mann hi mann me hasi nikal di, phir newspaper utha kar chala gaya.
Dopahar ke waqt, jab Pranali kitchen se nikal kar thoda aaram karne baithi thi, uska phone vibrate hua.
Screen pe ek naam tha…
“Munna”
Uska dil ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Message khola—
? Munna: "Tayyar ho meri second request ke liye?"
Pranali ne phone ko thoda der tak dekha. Uske mann me guilt, curiosity, aur ek ajeeb si anticipation ka mix tha.
Usne reply nahi kiya… abhi tak.
Par uske andar ek cheez pakki thi—ye game ab aage badhne wala tha. Munna free tha. Aur uski 'teen request' wali deal ab second round me ghus chuki thi.
Aur Pranali?
Woh ab us jaal me thi… jo shayad usne khud hi kab kaat liya tha.
Chaalu game ka agla paasa Munna ke haath me tha.
Aur uska agla "dare" kya hoga… yeh Pranali bhi soch kar kaanp uthi.

Pranali abhi bhi phone screen ko ghoor rahi thi. Munna ka message uske dimag mein gunj raha tha:
? "Tayyar ho meri second request ke liye?"
Usne kuch der baad himmat karke type kiya:
? Pranali: "Kya chahiye tumhe is baar?"
Reply turant aaya.
? Munna: "Blowjob."
Pranali ka phone haath se chhootte chhootte bacha.
Uska chehra ekdum laal, aankhon me ghabrahat, aur ek ajeeb si jalan thi.
Usne turant reply kiya:
? Pranali: "Munna! Tum pagal ho gaye ho kya? Main tumhare saath nahi soungi, maine pehle bhi kaha tha!"
Munna ka jawaab ek minute baad aaya, aur uska tone utna hi confident tha jitna seductive.
? Munna: "Main tumse sone ke liye nahi keh raha ho. Sirf tumhari tongue aur lips chahiye."
? Munna: "Na koi bedding, na kapde utarna. Sirf ek feel… sirf tumhara touch. Sirf tumhare muh se."
Pranali ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Uska chehra shock aur confusion ka complete mixture tha.
? Pranali: "Tumhe sharam nahi aati Munna? Main ek shaadi-shuda aurat hoon. Aur tum mujhse yeh sab…"
Munna ka tone ab thoda aur direct ho gaya.
? Munna: "Shaadi-shuda hone ka matlab yeh nahi ki tum galtiyon ka ehsas nahi karti. Tum already boundary cross kar chuki ho, Pranali. Mujhe mat bhoolo, tumne khud deal ke liye haan bola tha."
? Munna: "First request poori ki thi, bina roke. Us waqt bhi guilt tha, phir bhi kiya. Ab dusri baari hai. Main kuch zabardasti nahi kar raha. Tumne agreement kiya tha."
Pranali ne aankhen bandh ki.
Uske dimaag me sirf ek baat chal rahi thi—kya yeh bhi ek part hai usi paap ka jahan se wapas aana mushkil hota hai?
Lekin Munna rukne wala nahi tha.
? Munna: "Soch lo… sirf ek baar. Main tumhara sirf taste chah raha hoon. Tumhare patidev toh roz enjoy karte honge, ek baar mujhe bhi… as a reward for saving your izzat, family, and son."
Pranali ka haath kaanp raha tha.
Woh phone neeche rakh kar deep saans lene lagi.
Ye koi aam maang nahi thi. Ye tha ek aur kadam—ek aur boundary, jo sirf ek kiss ya handjob se bhi aage tha.
Lekin ye bhi sach tha—Munna ne kabhi usse zabardasti nahi ki thi. Usne sirf maanga tha. Aur Pranali... usne deal accept ki thi.
Uske andar guilt ka dard tha... lekin ab ek part uska curious bhi tha.






Subah ka waqt tha. Pranali ne apne wardrobe se ek simple par elegant sleeveless saree nikali—peach-pink shades, halki zari ka pallu, aur deep cut blouse. Makeup minimal, par aankhon me kajal gehra tha… jaise khud ke iraade ko underline kar raha ho.
Usne kitchen ka kaam jaldi wind-up kiya, aur Soham ke paas jaake kaha,
“Main Munna ko tiffin dene jaa rahi hoon… discharge ke baad usse mile huye bhi kuch din ho gaye.”
Soham ne bina kisi emotional reaction ke sirf haan mein jawab diya.
"Thik hai, main tumhe haveli chhod deta hoon. Waise bhi mujhe aage kaam se nikalna hai."
Yeh line Pranali ke dil me ek sanki jhatka de gayi.
Wo kisi aur mard ke saamne ja rahi thi… usse blowjob dene, uski dusri request puri karne… aur uska pati use wahan khud drop kar raha tha.
Ek pal ke liye Pranali ne Soham ki taraf dekha—kya isse kuch feel nahi hota? Kya mujhme ab bhi kuch izzat bachi hai iski nazar me?
Par Soham ne seedha road pe focus kiya, jaise yeh sirf ek drop ho—kisi girlfriend ka, kisi client ka, kisi game ka.
Haveli ke gate ke bahar Munna ke do aadmi khade the. Soham ne car roki. Ek aadmi aage aaya aur bola,
“Sir, aap bhi chaliye na andar… Munna bhaiya khush honge.”
Soham ne halka sa muskara ke bola,
“Main aage jaa raha hoon… aap log dhyaan rakhiyega madam ka.”
Pranali ka mann aur hil gaya.
“Mujhe ek trophy ki tarah handover kiya gaya… jaise main kisi deal ka part hoon.”
Par usse andar se kuch aur bhi jag chuka tha—ek naya iraada.
“Aaj main sirf Munna ki request puri karne nahi jaa rahi hoon… aaj main Munna ka control todne ja rahi hoon. Mujhe har baar victim nahi banna. Aaj main decide karungi ki pleasure kiska hoga, pace kaun set karega. Main.”
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, saree ka pallu adjust kiya, aur seedha aankhon me confidence bhar ke haveli ke andar kadam rakha.
Uska dil ab bhi kaanp raha tha, par uski chaal—bilkul shaant thi.
Aaj ka khel Munna ka nahi hoga… aaj ka khel Pranali ka hoga.


Haveli ke gate se andar jaate hi, do guards ne Pranali ka welcome kiya—not with words, but with subtle gestures.
“Bhaiya ne bola hai aapko garden mein le jaane ko,” ek guard ne kaha, phone ka call cut karte hue.
Pranali ne ek deep breath li. “Game on,” usne mann mein socha.
Aaj usne Shubha ki advice yaad rakhi thi—“Act shy, play sweet… lekin control apne haath mein rakh.”
Is baar wo bechari banegi, taaki Munna samjhe ki wo jeet raha hai… par asli khel toh ab shuru hona tha.
Garden ke lush green lawn ke beech Munna ek antique-style kursi par coffee ka cup le kar baitha tha.
Lal kurta, thodi bikhri zulfein, aur aankhon mein wohi dangerous charm—Munna lookin’ like a lion basking in his territory.
Jaise hi Pranali wahan aayi, Munna ne bina haste uske aankhon mein direct dekha.
“Arre… Mirzapur ki sabse khoobsurat toffee le kar aa gayi,” usne casual taunt mein kaha.
Pranali ne sir jhuka ke ek halki si smile di, phir samne wali kursi par baith gayi.
“Mujhe laga… tumse milna toh banta hai,” usne soft voice mein kaha, perfectly underplaying her presence.
Munna ne coffee ka sip le kar aankhon se uske saree ke neckline tak ek narmi se gaze chhodi.
“Tumhare jaise mehmaan har din nahi aate,” usne tease kiya.
“Ya phir… guest ho ya gift, main abhi decide nahi kar paya.”
Pranali ne kuch seconds chup rahi… phir soft smile ke saath seedha dekha.
“Waise toh tum jaante ho… gift toh tab diya jaata hai jab koi deserving ho.”
“Tum ready ho reward ke liye?” – ek halka sa edge uski voice mein tha.
Munna ne eyebrows raise kiye. “Aaj toh madam mood mein hain…”
Usne coffee ka last sip liya, “Lagta hai aaj tum mujhe sharmaane wali ho.”
Pranali ne aankhon mein thoda sa innocence aur thoda sa ‘I know what I’m doing’ wala look diya.
“Nahi Munna… main toh bas tumhare mood ka khayal rakh rahi hoon. Kya pata tumhare coffee ke baad... kuch aur garam chahiye ho?”
Munna ne cup rakh diya.
“Damn… yeh kis version ki Pranali aayi hai aaj?”
Pranali (andar hi andar):
“Wahi… jo tumhe lagta hai ki kamzor hai, par tumse ek kadam aage hai.”
Aaj ka conversation shuru toh Munna ne kiya tha, par control… dheere dheere Pranali ke haath aane laga tha.





Garden ka hawa halka thanda tha, phool khilte the, lekin aaj sabse khubsurat nazar sirf ek thi—Pranali.
Woh samne wali kursi pe baithi thi, saree ka pallu halkasa sambhalte hue, aankhon se zyada jhukti, lekin har nazar se Munna ke dil mein teer chhodti. Uska demeanor poori tarah se shaant, lekin andar se aag jaisi jalti chaal tha.
Munna ne garm chai ka sip liya, par uska dhyan Pranali ke neckline, uske collarbone ki halki si chamak, aur uski aankhon ke sharmile thehre hue kone pe atka hua tha.
"Toffee lekar aayi ho, ya khud poori mithai ban ke?" Munna ne tease karte hue pucha.
Pranali ne ek narmi bhari sharmati si muskaan di.
“Tumhare jaise aadmi ke liye… sirf toffee kaafi toh nahi hoti na…”
Uski awaaz thodi halki, almost whisper.
Munna thoda jhuk kar bola, “Haan… par kuch cheezein chakhne ka maza hota hai, milne ka nahi.”
Pranali ne thoda sa jhijak ke baad uski aankhon me dekha, fir seedhe pallu ko thoda aur secure kiya… jaise kisi bachpan ki ladki ki tarah nervous ho, lekin har ang se jaante hue ki Munna kya dekh raha hai.
“Mujhe samajh nahi aata, Munna,” usne sweet se tone mein kaha, “main tumhare liye kya sahi kar rahi hoon, kya galat… bas itna jaanti hoon ki main tumhare liye aayi hoon.”
Munna ka chehra dheere se serious hone laga.
"Toh tum ready ho meri doosri request ke liye?"
Pranali ne aankhon se haan ki, lekin uska chehra ab bhi ek masoom, thoda bechara sa expression liye hue tha—jaise use khud nahi pata ho ki woh kya karne ja rahi hai.
“Par ek request meri bhi hai…” usne dheere se kaha.
Munna ne aankhon me thoda interest dikhaya.
“Haan bolo…”
Pranali ne narmi se kaha, “Aaj... tum mujhe rush mat karna. Jo main karne aayi hoon… usme thoda waqt lagega. Main nervous hoon.”
Munna ke andar ek ajeeb si sukoon ki lehar daud gayi.
Usse aaj bhi lag raha tha ki woh control me hai. Par asal mein… Pranali ne poora mahaul apne andaaz se design kar diya tha.
Bechari ban kar, usne Munna ke andar ki bhookh aur patient desire ko aur bhadka diya tha.
Aur Munna… woh samajh raha tha ki uska reward aaj aayega… par yeh nahi jaanta tha, ki yeh reward ab uske pace pe nahi hoga.

Garden ki halki-halki dhoop ab shaam ki naram roshni me badal rahi thi. Pranali ka pallu ab bhi uske kandhe par tha, lekin Munna ke aankhon me jo bhookh thi—woh ab dheere dheere sabr ke paar ja rahi thi.

“Chalo,” Munna ne khud se zyada uske liye kaha.
“Garden mein hawa bahut le li… ab andar chalte hain.”

Pranali ne kuch nahi bola, sirf ek chhoti si haan mein gardan hilayi. Uska chehra ab bhi wohi bechari nervous expression liye hue tha, lekin uske har kadam mein ek chhupa hua confidence tha.

Munna ne uska haath pakda—pehli baar is tarah se, bina puchhe, bina roke.
Us touch mein ownership thi, lekin Pranali ne resist nahi kiya.
In fact, usne thoda sa uski ungliyon ko dheere se press kiya, jaise keh rahi ho:
“Control le lo… lekin mujhe pata hai, tum kab tak sambhal paoge.”

Haveli ke andar ek khaas kamra tha—sundar carved bed, soft light, thick curtains…
Munna ne darwaza band kiya, thoda ruk kar uski taraf dekha, aur usse bed ke paas le aaya.

“Yahin?” Pranali ne halki si awaaz mein pucha, jaise abhi bhi unsure ho.

“Yahin,” Munna ne kaha, lekin uske lips pe ek soft, victorious smile thi.

Pranali baith gayi, dheere se saree ka pallu sambhalte hue. Munna ne kursi kheench kar uske samne baithte hue kaha,
“Tum aaj kuch alag ho…”

Pranali ne aankhein utha ke dekha, halka sa blush kiya, aur bola,
“Shayad tumhare liye tayyar hoon… bas thoda darr lag raha hai.”

Munna thoda jhuk ke bola, “Main darr mita deta hoon…”

Aur woh uske aur kareeb aaya… ab sirf palon ki doori thi.
Pranali ne ab tak Munna ki aankhon mein direct nahi dekha tha… lekin ab usne dekha. Aur woh aankhein bol rahi thi:

“Tum soch rahe ho control tumhare paas hai… lekin aaj main decide karungi ki kitna lena hai, aur kab.”

Munna ke haveli ka mahaul kuch aur hi tha us raat. Thoda thanda, thoda garam. Pranali ne Munna ke room mein kadam rakha, dil zor se dhadak raha tha… Lekin is baar darr kam tha, aur ek ajeeb si kashish zyada.
Munna usse aankhon mein aankhon daal ke dekh raha tha—uski aankhon mein chahat thi, hawas thi, aur ek dikhawa bhi nahi tha. Woh khud ko us raat Pranali ke hawale kar chuka tha.
Pranali ne Munna ki taraf kadam badhaye… dheere se uske samne ruk gayi, uski aankhon mein jhaankte hue haath uski pants pe rakha. Munna ka bulge tight aur noticeable tha… woh already hard ho chuka tha.
Pranali: “Tumhara dusra inaam lene aayi hoon Munna… par is baar sab kuch mere tareeke se hoga.”
Munna ki saans tez ho gayi. Pranali ne apni ungli se uske bulge ke upar se halka sa circle banaya. Munna ne uska haath pakad liya aur usse khinch kar apni baahon mein le liya.
Munna ne uske hothon pe ek passionate kiss chhod diya. Pranali ne pehle thoda jhatka diya—ek natural resistance. Par phir usne khud ko sambhala, aankhen band ki aur uske kiss ka jawab diya. Dheere dheere woh kiss french kiss mein badal gayi.
Pranali ke soft hoth, Munna ke rough lips ke saath melt ho gaye. Uski jeebh Munna ke mooh ke andar ghus gayi, exploring his mouth like she owned it. Unka kiss wild ho raha tha, lips ke beech se halki halki slurping awaazein aa rahi thi.
Munna (breathing heavily): “Tu maar daalegi mujhe Pranali…”
Pranali ne uske kaan ke paas jaake halki si lick di aur fuskara,
“Toh mar jao… lekin pehle maza le lo.”




Usne Munna ko bed par bithaya aur khud uske saamne kneel ho gayi. Dheere se uski belt kholi, phir button… Munna ki pants dhalk gayi, uska underwear tight tha aur usme uska junoon throb kar raha tha. Pranali ne dheere se uss cloth ke upar se kiss kiya, Munna ne mooh se ahh nikaala.
She looked up at him, her eyes full of mischief and desire.
“Ready ho?” she whispered.
Munna bas sir hilake "haan" keh paaya.
Pranali ne phir underwear kheench kar neeche kiya… uska lund bahar aaya, hard, eager, and dripping a little. Pranali ne pehle us par halki si kiss ki, fir tip ko jeebh se chua… Munna ka pura badan hil gaya.
Phir usne poora tip mooh mein le liya… slowly suck karte hue… uski jeebh se circle banate hue. Munna ab control mein nahi tha… uska haath Pranali ke baalon mein chala gaya.
Pranali ab poora rhythm mein thi. Kabhi deep throat kar rahi thi, kabhi tip pe focus, kabhi slow suck aur kabhi fast. Munna ki saans, karah aur uska mooh se nikalta “Ohhh f**, Pranali… tu kamaal hai yaar…”* sab kuch us room ke hawa mein gungunane laga.
She took him deeper each time, her lips wrapped tightly, her saliva dripping down his shaft. Munna ne aankhen band kar li aur woh moment feel karta raha…








Room mein ek dum se sirf unke saans ki awaaz thi. Dim light mein Munna ka chehra chamak raha tha… aankhon mein raw desire, lips slightly parted, waiting.
Pranali dheere se Munna ke saamne neeche baith gayi—knees par. Uski saree thodi si slide ho gayi thi, exposing her soft thighs. She looked up at him… aankhon mein teasing mischief aur unspoken promise.
Usne Munna ki belt kholi, uske pants neeche kheench diye. Munna ka undergarment tight tha, uske andar ka junoon clearly dikh raha tha—uska lund fully erect tha, throbbing against the fabric, jaise bas ab aur intezaar nahi ho raha.
Pranali ne apni ungli se dheere se uske shaft ke outline ko trace kiya, sirf upar se… phir halka sa squeeze diya.
Munna (gasping): “Ohhh… Pranali…”
She smiled, thoda aur jhuki aur uske underwear ke upar se ek slow, wet kiss di… phir ek aur… aur phir apne daaton se halka sa elastic kheench kar underwear neeche kiya.
His cock popped out, thick, warm, and already leaking precum.
Pranali ne usse pehli baar naked dekha—uska veins-filled lund, full length mein thoda upward curve ke saath—ready to be worshipped.
Usne tip pe nazar daali… ek chhoti si clear drop latak rahi thi. Pranali ne apni jeebh se us drop ko slowly lick kiya… sweet-salty taste uske mooh mein chala gaya.
Then she looked into his eyes and whispered,
“Main shuru kar rahi hoon, Munna… bas control rakhna.”
She gently wrapped her lips around the tip… just the head… soft suck. Phir dheere dheere aur andar liya… ek inch… do inch…
Slurp… suck… lick… pop…
Uski jeebh Munna ke shaft ko round ghoom rahi thi… kabhi poore lund ko lick karti jaise ice cream ho… kabhi balls tak jaake dono ko softly suck karti…
Munna: “Ohhhh f**… tu pagal kar rahi hai mujhe…”*
Pranali ab rhythm mein aa gayi thi… poora lund andar, throat tak… phir nikaal kar tip pe focus… phir dobara deep throat. Kabhi slow… kabhi fast… lips tight around his shaft, with her wet, swirling tongue teasing him from the inside.
Her hands gently played with his balls, kabhi base of the shaft rub karti… kabhi apne nails se thoda scratch karte hue tease karti. Her moaning vibrations added an extra pleasure—“Mmmhh... mhhmmm…”




Uska saliva ab Munna ke lund par shine kar raha tha, thoda drip ho raha tha down to his thighs. Pranali ne sab collect kiya apni jeebh se… ek bhi drop waste nahi hone diya.
Phir usne ek bold move kiya—she pushed him back on the bed, lund pakad kar upar uthaya, and started bobbing faster… her head moving in a steady rhythm, eyes closed in full submission.
Munna ne apna haath uske sir par rakha, thrust karte hue bola:
“Yes baby… suck it deep… bas thoda aur…”
Pranali knew he was close. She slowed down… focused only on the tip… fast flicks of tongue, gentle sucks—till his legs stiffened, his hands grabbed her head tight—
Munna: “Aa raha hoon… Pranali… take it all…”
Aur uske lips ke beech, uski jeebh par, uske throat mein… Munna ka garam, thick load shoot ho gaya. Pranali ne sab kuch mooh mein le liya—swallowed every drop, without breaking eye contact.
Phir usne uska lund softly kiss kiya, aur boli:
“Second request complete, Munna… satisfied?”
Munna bas mooh khol ke usse dekhta raha—speechless.



Munna ab tak us moment mein frozen tha. Jo larki kabhi usse sirf “please” keh ke call ka jawab deti thi… aaj usi ne uska lund apne mooh mein le kar, bina kisi sharam ke, poora thook aur paani pi liya tha.
Uski aankhon mein disbelief tha.
“Ye kya sach mein ho gaya?”
Woh 2 minute tak hilta tak nahi… jaise kisi trance mein chala gaya ho.
Pranali ne mooh pochha, thoda sa seductive smile ke saath khadi hui… saree ka pallu sahi kiya, blouse ke hooks adjust kiye… uske har move mein confidence aur thoda attitude tha.
Pranali (teasing smile ke saath):
“Kya hua Munna? Zyada strong tha ya main hi kuch khaas hoon?”
Munna ne gehri saans li, aankhon mein ab bhi lust aur shock ka mixture tha. Woh uth kar khada hua, apne aap ko thoda compose kiya, phir halka sa muskara ke bola:
“Theek hai… tu ne apni dusri request bhi full style mein poori kar di. Par ab... ab teri last wali baaki hai… aur uska maza sabse zyada hoga.”
Pranali ne aankhon se uski baat ka jawab diya… teasing nazar se uski taraf dekha, ek kadam uske kareeb aayi.
Woh Munna ke bilkul paas thi, uske chest se apna haath slide karte hue uska face pakda… aur ek deep, slow, hot kiss diya… tongue softly push karti hui… like a thank-you and a tease combined.
Munna ki aankhen aur bhi khul gayi…
“Ye aur kya tha?”
Uske lips abhi bhi Pranali ke taste se bheeg rahe the jab woh peeche hat gayi.
Pranali (softly in his ear):
“Last wali request ka time… main decide karungi Munna…”
Aur bina kuch aur kahe, Pranali ne turn liya… uski kamar ke jhatke, saree ki sway, aur uska bold walk—sab kuch Munna ke liye ek visual orgasm tha.
Woh haveli se nikal gayi… par Munna ke andar ek storm chhod gayi. Uska lund abhi bhi thoda thoda twitch kar raha tha, jaise keh raha ho—“Woh aayegi… aur iss baar… sab kuch hoga.”