Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Munna ke call ke baad room mein ek heavy, charged silence thi. Pranali ab bhi bed pe thi, body exhausted but alive, breaths ragged, face flushed and lips parted.

Sharad ne apni gaze us par tikayi, aage badh kar bed ke edge par aaya, uske legs gently apart kiye. Pranali ne ek pal ke liye aankhon mein anticipation aur nasha dekha, then Sharad ne bina kuch bole apna head uski thighs ke beech le aaya—ekdum possessive, hungry energy ke saath.
Usne Pranali ki chut pe soft kisses start kiye, lips se wet trail banata, then tongue se slow, teasing licks—upar se neeche, sab jagah gently explore karte hue. Pranali ki body arch ho gayi, haath se Sharad ke head ko apni jagah press kar diya,
“Ahhh… Sharad… please, aur…”
Sharad ki tongue ab aur wild ho gayi—tip se sensitive spot pe circles, kabhi deep lick, kabhi lips se suck karna. Har second pe Pranali ke moans aur bold ho rahe the, body uncontrollable tremble mein thi. Usne apni hips Sharad ke face pe grind ki,
“Oh god… yes… tum best ho…”
Sharad slow se fast pace pe shift karta, kabhi tip se flick, kabhi flat tongue se broad licks, Pranali ki wetness aur badh rahi thi. Har thodi der mein Sharad upar dekhta, uski aankhon mein ek wild victory—jaise vo Pranali ki poori duniya ko apni tongue se rule kar raha ho.
Pranali ab full moaning, hips lift karti, haath sheets mein, body har wave pe hilti,
“Aur… Sharad… bas abhi… mujhe khatam kar do!”
Sharad ne last deep lick diya, sucking her intensely—Pranali ki body ek aur wild orgasm mein explode ho gayi. Moans room mein gungun rahi thi, body sweat mein, chest heavy, face pe ek blissful, raw smile.
Sharad finally upar aaya, lips glazed, aankhon mein pride aur possessive fire, Pranali ki aankhon mein total surrender.
Room mein ab sirf do cheezein thi: Sharad ka taste, Pranali ka moan, aur un dono ke beech ka naya, wild obsession.











Sharad ab pure heat mein tha, uska body abhi bhi pulse kar raha tha pleasure aur need se. Pranali abhi bhi bed par thi, face pe raw satisfaction, lekin aankhon mein ek naya hunger. Sharad ne gently uske bal pakad liye, possessive grip ke saath uska face apni taraf guide kiya.

Without a word, Sharad apna hard lund Pranali ke lips ke close le aaya. Pranali ne aankhon mein deep love aur wild excitement ke saath uski taraf dekha, lips slightly parted, ready for him. Sharad ne apne lund ka tip uske lips pe rub kiya—thoda tease, thoda control—aur fir dheere se uske muh mein dal diya.
Pranali ne bina hichkichahat ke, poora lund apne mooh mein le liya. Uski tongue gently tease kar rahi thi, lips tight hold banaye, har thrust pe deep aur slow suck karte hue. Sharad ke haath ab bhi uske balon mein the, guiding her motion, kabhi thoda deep le jaata, kabhi slow rock karta.
Sharad ne eyes close kiye, pleasure ka ek naya high feel karte,
"Shit... Pranali... you’re perfect..."
Pranali ne pyar se, poori surrender ke saath, uski shaft ko mouth mein roll kiya—kabhi tip ko swirl, kabhi poora deep throat, saliva se lund pura wet kar diya. Uski eyes Sharad pe, ek hand se base stroke karte hue, doosre se uski thighs ko touch karti—every motion mein ek silent passion, ek nayi addiction.
Sharad ki breaths heavy ho gayi, hips automatically motion mein aate gaye, Pranali ki lips pe uska lund slip ho raha tha, kabhi thoda moan karta, kabhi uska naam softly bolta.
Pranali ab aur bhi bold ho gayi—speed badha di, tongue se tip pe focus, deep throating tak jaakar, Sharad ko pure edge pe le aayi.
Room mein sirf wet sounds, low moans aur un dono ki wild, electric chemistry ki gungunahat thi—do bodies, do minds, ek nayi boundary cross karte hue.











Sharad ke lund ab Pranali ke mooh mein tha, room mein sirf ek hi awaaz goonj rahi thi—“slurp… slurp… slurp…” Pranali poori tarah se lost, lips tight, tongue full action pe, kabhi tip ko lick karti, kabhi deep throat le jaati. Sharad ki fingers uske balon mein, control aur pyaar dono—eyes closed, head thoda peeche, heavy breaths ke saath,

"Shit… Pranali… fuuuck, haan, bas aise…"
Pranali, soft moan ke saath,
"Mmmm… slurp… mmm…"
Wet sucking ki sound aur fast ho gayi,
"Slurrp… pop… slurp… shlick…"
Saliva ki halki string, tip se chin tak, uski devotion Sharad ko almost wild bana rahi thi.
Ek pal baad, Sharad ne usko gently upar uthaya,
"Bas, ab main control nahi kar sakta…"
Usne Pranali ko bed pe doggy style mein set kiya—hips upar, knees wide, back arched. Pranali ki chut ab exposed, wet aur throbbing, ready for him. Sharad ne uski hips dono haath se hold ki, fingers se chut ko halki si spread kiya,
"Tu ready hai na?"
Pranali, breathless and wild,
"Haan… please, Sharad… abhi!"
Sharad ne apna lund uske lips pe rub kiya, thoda tease, thoda pressure—then, ek powerful thrust ke saath andar daal diya.
"Aaaahhh… Sharad… oh god!"
Room mein ek dum raw, wild moan goonj gayi.
Thrust ke saath, skin-to-skin collision ka awaaz:
"Thap… thap… thap… thap…"
Har movement pe bed ki halki creak, Sharad ke balls ki slap, aur Pranali ki chut se wet sound:
"Shlick… shlick… shlick…"
Sharad ab full power mein, hips ka motion deep aur hard,
"Tu kitni tight hai, Pranali… ab toh ruk nahi sakta…"
Pranali, hair falling down, moaning loud and unfiltered,
"Aur… aur tez… please… mujhe tod do aaj… aaah… haaannn!"
"Thap… thap… thap… thap… shlick… shlick…"
Room ka air ab sirf heat aur wild sounds se bhara—Sharad ki breaths,
"Ahh… fuck… yes… bas yahi chahiye tha…"
Aur Pranali ki high-pitched moans,
"Ohhhh… Sharad… aur… bas… meri chut… bhar do…"
Sharad ne speed badha di, ab bed bhi wall se takra raha tha,
"Dhak… thap… thap… slap… shlick… slurp…"
Pranali ki body shake kar rahi thi, uske lips se continuous moans,
"Aaah… haaannn… haaaan… ahhh… yesss… Sharad… fuck me!"
Sharad ka hand kabhi hips squeeze karta, kabhi back pe smack,
"Teri body, teri awaaz… sab kuch mera chahiye, Pranali!"
Last wild thrust ke saath, room mein echo hua,
"THAP! THAP! THAP!"
Pranali ke lips se final wild scream,
"SHAAARAD… oh god… main aa rahi hoon…!"
Room ab silent, sirf heavy breathing, bed ki halki creak, aur dono ki satisfied, exhausted moans,
"Haaa… haaa… fuu… yess…"




Sharad ab thak ke bed pe baith gaya, back pillows se tikayi hui thi. Usne Pranali ko apni godh mein khinch liya—ab Pranali Sharad ke lund pe direct baithi thi, dono ka body close, skin se skin chipki hui.

Pranali ne apne haath Sharad ke shoulders pe rakhe, thoda support liya, aur dheere-dheere apni chut ko Sharad ke lund pe upar-niche slide karne lagi.
Sharad ne apni arms uski kamar pe tight kar di, uski hips ko guide karte hue,
"Bas, aise… Pranali, tune mujhe pagal kar diya hai…"
Pranali, lips parted, neck pe sweat ka glow, eyes half closed, soft moan nikalti,
"Ahh… Sharad… main bhi… yeh sab tere saath hi feel hota hai…"
Dono ka motion ekdum synced ho gaya—Pranali upar-niche move karte, har thrust pe wet sound aur skin ki slap goonj rahi thi:
"slap… slap… shlick… slap…"
Sharad ne kabhi uske boobs ko hold kiya, kabhi uski kamar pe grip tight ki,
"Aur tez, baby… show me how much you want it…"
Pranali ab aur wild ho gayi, dono hands bed pe rakh ke apni hips ko fast motion mein le aayi—her moans ab aur unfiltered,
"Haaann… Sharad… ohhh… yess… aur… yeh lund… mujhe pura bhar de…!"
Sharad bhi breathless,
"Shit… Pranali… ruk nahi sakta ab… tum meri ho, sirf meri…"
Pranali har thrust pe thoda grind karti, kabhi slow, kabhi fast, body ek wild dance kar rahi thi. Bed thoda shake kar raha tha, dono ki awazein mix ho kar ek wild symphony ban gayi thi—
"Ahh… haaannn… slap… shlick… thak… oh god…"
Dono ka climax close tha, pace aur badh gayi,
"Main aa rahi hoon… Sharad… don’t stop… aur… aur…!"
Sharad ne Pranali ko tightly hug kiya, ek last deep thrust, dono ek sath wild moan ke saath finish pe aa gaye,
"Aaahhhh… haaannn… yessss!"
Room mein sirf unki heavy breathing aur tangled bodies ka nasha reh gaya—do lovers, ek dusre mein lost, ab complete.



Wildness ke baad, room mein ab sirf ek sukoon bhari thakaan thi. Pranali ab bhi Sharad ki godh mein thi, dono ke bodies chipke hue, uski back par Sharad ka haath softly rest kar raha tha. Pranali ka head uske shoulder pe, saansen ab normal ho rahi thi, lekin heartbeat abhi bhi tej thi—lekin is baar excitement ki nahi, ek ajeeb comfort ki.

Bahar Mumbai ki traffic ki halke horn, lekin andar sirf dono ki saans, skin ki warmth aur uss sukoon ka nasha tha jo sirf sachcha pyaar la sakta hai… ya phir uss dangerous thrill ka aftermath jo ek dusre ke liye sab kuch tod dene ka nasha deta hai.
Sharad ne softly uske baal brush kiye, cheek pe ek gentle kiss diya.
"Tired?" usne pucha, voice mein woh masti bhi thi, aur thoda pyaar bhi.
Pranali ne eyes half close karke slow smile di,
"Bahut… par yeh thakaan sabse sukoon wali hai… lagta hai saari zindagi aisi raat ka intezaar kiya tha."
Sharad, ek second silent, then serious tone mein,
"Tujhe kabhi lagta hai… hum dono ka yeh rista sach mein possible hai? Mirzapur, tumhara family, Soham, Munna… sab kuch kitna complicated hai."
Pranali ne thoda soch ke uska hand squeeze kiya,
"Complicated hai… par jab tumhare saath hoon, sab kuch simple lagta hai. Jitni der tum pass ho, mujhe koi regret nahi."
Thodi der dono chup rahe—dil ki awaaz, aankhon ki language chalti rahi.
Phir, Pranali ne neck me apna mangalsutra feel kiya, ek deep breath li,
"Kabhi kabhi guilt aata hai… par phir tumhe dekh ke lagta hai main bhi deserve karti hoon khushi."
Sharad ne uska face apni taraf turn kiya, gentle but intense,
"Main promise karta hoon, jab tak ho sake, main tujhse yeh khushi cheen ne nahi dunga."
Pranali ki aankhon mein thoda pani aa gaya, lips pe soft smile,
"Bas itna hi chahiye… aaj, abhi, yahi."
Dono tangled sheets mein, ek dusre ko softly hold karte, Mumbai ki raat ke backdrop pe, ek nayi shuruaat ki hope aur thoda dar le kar so gaye—future uncertain tha, par iss raat ka sukoon sirf un dono ka tha.


Late Night, 1:00 AM – Sharad’s Car, Pranali’s Home

Pranali abhi Sharad ki car mein thi, eyes dreamy, body thak chuki thi lekin face pe ek soft, satisfied glow tha. Phone vibrate hua—Rhea Calling.
Pranali ne thak ke phone uthaya,
"Hello…?"
Rhea ki teasing voice,
"Didi, kidhar ho? 1 baj gaye! Ghar ka gate khol ke so bhi gayi main, Aryan bhi so gaya… tu abhi tak aayi nahi. Kya scene hai, Mumbai ki Queen?"
Pranali ne aankhein roll ki, ek choti si smile ke saath bola,
"Bas… aa rahi hoon, Rhea. Thodi der lag gayi, traffic bahut tha."
Rhea ne instantly tease kiya,
"Acha traffic? Ya Sharad bhaiya ka romantic traffic? Dekh le didi, Aryan ko mat bolna ki tu Mirzapur se Mumbai sirf uski chudail wali mummy banne aayi hai!"
Pranali thak ke hansi,
"Pagal hai tu, main aa rahi hoon… ab please phone rakh."
A few minutes later...
Sharad ne car society gate pe stop ki, soft, slow music ab bhi car mein baj raha tha. He turned to her, smile mein wohi masti aur pyaar tha,
"Good night, Pranali. Aaj ki raat… best thi."
Pranali blush karte hue, ek soft goodbye ke liye jhuki. Sharad ne uske lips pe gentle, sweet kiss diya—ek second ke liye poori duniya ruk gayi.
Balcony pe Rhea khadi thi, sab kuch dekh rahi thi. Jaise hi Sharad ne good night kiss diya, Rhea ne apni aankhon pe haath rakh liya aur halki si hansi dabai,
"Aiyo didi, filmy romance kar rahi hai tu bhi!"
Pranali quietly gate se andar chali gayi. Ghar aake, chappal nikaali, lights off ki aur softly Aryan ke pass jaake so gayi. Chehre pe ab bhi wohi smile thi—jo sirf sachche pyaar, wild raat, aur thodi si secret masti ke baad aati hai.


Morning ki light abhi soft thi. Pranali ne Aryan ko breakfast de diya, phir herself ek mug chai bana kar kitchen table pe baith gayi. Baal thode messy, lips pe ek soft afterglow, aankhon mein neend ka nasha… aur blush abhi bhi gayab nahi hua tha.

Tabhi Rhea kitchen mein enter hui—bina kuch bole usne ek hi nazar Pranali ke face pe daali, phir ek dramatic gasp nikali,
“Oho! Didi, kya baat hai! Lagta hai raat ko Mirzapur ki queen ne Mumbai mein aag laga di!”
Pranali ne instant mug se face chhupa li,
“Pagal hai kya, subah subah shuru ho gayi tu!”
Rhea ne side se chair kheech ke baith gayi, face pe naughty smile,
“Acha sach sach bata, raat ko kitne baje aayi thi? Maine toh dekha—Sharad bhaiya ki car, phir woh good night kiss… arey balcony se sab clear dikh raha tha! Wah didi, romance bhi full filmi!”
Pranali poori laal ho gayi,
“Rhea! Stop, Aryan sun lega!”
Rhea ne Aryan ki taraf dekha, fir softly bola,
“Arre Aryan toh cartoon mein lost hai! Tu bata, yeh Sharad bhaiya waise hi hai, ya Mirzapur ke jiju ko pata hai?”
Pranali ne deep breath li, phir aaj decide kar liya ki sach bol hi deti hoon,
“Dekh, Soham aur Sharad college friends hai. Mirzapur waale jiju ne khud introduce karwaya tha Sharad se. Sab kuch ekdum easy nahi hai, but… main yahan Mumbai mein aayi toh Sharad mujhe phir se mila. Bas, feelings ho gayi… socha, ek chance deserve karti hoon.”
Rhea ne dramatic hair flip kiya,
“Wah, didi! Matlab jiju ka friend hi tumhara Mumbai ka boyfriend! Full modern love story chal rahi hai. Main toh pehle se guess kar rahi thi. Bas ek baat—don’t worry, main mummy ko kuch nahi bolungi. Mujhe maza aata hai tere secrets jaankar. Kya hi film chal rahi hai yaar tumhari zindagi mein!”
Pranali ne relief ki ek smile di,
“Thank you, Rhea. Bas kisi ko mat bolna. Mujhe khud samajh nahi aata main kya kar rahi hoon—kabhi guilt, kabhi khushi, kabhi full-on madness.”
Rhea ekdum gossip queen ban gayi,
“Chal, details de! Raat ko kya hua? Main toh dekh ke samajh gayi thi ki aaj kuch alag hi dhamaka hone wala hai. Tu aise blush kar rahi thi jaise college wali didi ho!”
Pranali ne ek pal hesitate kiya, phir ek deep sigh ke saath finally give in kiya—
“Rhea… raat ko sab kuch tha. Pehle Sharad ne mujhe godh mein uthaya, phir bed pe wild ho gaye… main khud bhi itni bold ho gayi thi ki socha nahi tha. Usne mujhe… upar se niche tak taste kiya. Pehli baar laga ki main kisi ki fantasy nahi, kisi ki sachchi chaahat hoon.”
Rhea full wide eyes ke saath,
“Wah, didi! Matlab full wild…? Like… movie jaise, ya usse bhi zyada?”
Pranali thoda blush karte, thoda naughty ho kar,
“Movie se bhi zyada! Pata hai, maine pehli baar kisi ke saamne sab kuch loose kar diya. Sharad ke touch mein, main literally melt ho gayi thi. Har sound, har moan, sab kuch control ke bahar ho gaya. Kabhi uski godh mein, kabhi bed pe, kabhi doggy style, kabhi…” (She giggled, covering her mouth.)
Rhea pura excited,
“Aiyo didi! Matlab tu bhi ab boldness ki queen ho gayi! Bas tu aise hi happy reh. Aur koi detail chhupa mat, mujhe sab chahiye—varna main mummy ko bol dungi ki tu aajkal badi secretive ho gayi hai!”
Pranali ne Rhea ki arm pakad ke pull kiya,
“Pagal! Mummy se door rakhna meri love story. Par sach bolun, Rhea… main pehli baar khud ke liye jee rahi hoon. Sharad ke saath sab kuch alag hai—guilt bhi hai, but yeh nasha bhi hai.”
Rhea ne pyar se Pranali ka haath hold kiya,
“Didi, mujhe lagta hai tu deserve karti hai happiness. Tu sach mein badal gayi hai—par main tere saath hoon, chahe mummy kuch bhi kahe. Bas mujhe kabhi-kabhi wild updates milti rahein!”
Dono behne hans padi, ek dusre ko hug kiya. Kitchen mein ek secret sisterhood ki warmth thi, aur ek nayi morning ki fresh hope.


Rhea aaj full curiosity mode mein thi. Coffee ke sips ke beech woh Pranali ko ghoorti rahi, fir sudden ek direct sawaal thok diya—

“Didi… toh batao, yeh Sharad kya tera naya jiju banne wala hai kya?”
Pranali ne chauk ke dekha, phir smile karte hue thoda real soch mein chali gayi.
“Aisi koi baat nahi hai, Rhea… Dekh, Soham mera pati hai, mera pehla pyaar bhi hai. Aryan ki wajah se toh hamari zindagi hamesha jud gayi hai. Sharad… uska saath kuch alag hai. Main khud nahi samajh pa rahi hoon—main use bhi pyaar karti hoon. Shayad do logon se ek hi waqt mein pyaar ho sakta hai.”
Rhea thoda soft ho gayi,
“Par didi… Soham ke saath toh love marriage thi na? Aur Aryan bhi hai.”
Pranali ne honest jawab diya,
“Haan, love marriage thi. Soham ne hamesha mujhe pyaar diya, respect diya… uska hak bhi hai mujh par. Main usse kam pyaar nahi karti. Par Sharad ke saath… lagta hai jaise kuch adhoora tha, woh ab mil gaya. Uske touch, uski baaton mein ek nasha hai. Shayad galat hoon, par khud se jhoot nahi bol sakti.”
Rhea ne ek long sigh li, phir teasing smile ke saath,
“Matlab meri didi full movie heroine ban chuki hai! Dono hero, ek Mirzapur ka king, ek Mumbai ka maverick.”
Pranali hans padi,
“Aisa mat bol, sab kuch utna glamorous nahi jitna dikh raha hai. Bohot guilt bhi hai, Rhea. Lekin main chahti hoon tu samjhe—main pehli baar sirf apne liye jee rahi hoon.”
Rhea serious ho gayi,
“I get it, didi. Tu chahe jo bhi choose kare, main tere saath hoon. Bas sach bolti rehna, mujhe bhi thoda thrill chahiye life mein.”
Phir Rhea ne ek naya plan banaya,
“Waise, abhi Sharad bhaiya se officially milna hai. Last time toh sirf 2 minute car ke bahar dekha tha—ab proper introduction chahiye. Chale cafe milne?”
Pranali ne pehle to socha, phir shoulders utha ke bola,
“Let’s see. Tumhare Sharad bhaiya busy rehte hain, par plan bana sakte hain. Par main warning de rahi hoon—yeh filmy sawal mat poochna, varna main dono ko bhaga dungi!”
Rhea ne eyes roll ki,
“Main toh fun ke liye milna chahti hoon! Ab mummy ko toh bata nahi sakti, kisi ko toh future jiju bolun!”
Pranali ne coffee sip ki, eyes mein ek honest sparkle,
“Jiju bolne se pehle dekh le, meri life ka next chapter kaun likhta hai—Soham ya Sharad.”
Rhea hans padi, table ke across Pranali ki haath squeeze kiya,
“Jo bhi ho, mujhe invite milna chahiye wedding ke liye! Aur haan—tu happy reh, that’s all I care.”
Dono behne hans rahi thi, kitchen ki halke suraj ki roshni mein ek nayi beginning ka feel tha. Life messy thi, complicated thi, par sisterhood, sachai aur thoda filmy masti toh hamesha tha hi.