ARJUN vs ZAHEER

[Greenwood]

Update 96




Shanu apne loose hue baalon ko ek side karti hai aur Zaheer ke bilkul kareeb aa jaati hai. Dono ke hoth bas ek breath ki doori par ruk jaate hain.
Ek pal ke liye lagta hai jaise waqt tham gaya ho. Dono ki aankhen ek dusre par locked, saansein heavy.
Phir — bas ek halki si tilt aur unke hoth softly touch karte hain. Ek testing jaisa, uncertain sa brush. Zaheer ki palkein band ho jaati hain, aur woh apne haath Shanu ki kamar par thoda aur strongly rakhta hai.
Dusre second me woh chhota sa peck ek short, teasing kiss ban jaata hai. Dono ke hoth fir se milte hain, is baar thoda aur pressure ke saath.
Shanu apne haath uske face ke dono taraf le aati hai aur uska lower lip thoda pull karti hai. Yehi moment Zaheer ko lose kar deta hai.
Woh ekdum se apna control chhod deta hai aur usse apni taraf kheench leta hai. Dono ke lips ab rough aur hungry motion me chalne lagte hain. Tables aur files ek taraf gir jaati hain par unhe parwah nahi.
Kiss jaldi hi deep aur french kiss me badal jaata hai — saansen tez, heartbeats wild. Shanu apne baalon ke beech ungliyan ghumate hue Zaheer ke neck ke aur kareeb lean karti hai, aur Zaheer apne hathon se uski kamar ko strongly pakad kar usse apni lap me aur zyada fix kar leta hai.
Room me bas unki muffled breaths aur soft moans ki awaaz gungunane lagti hai.
Zaheer ke dil ke andar ek hi thought chal raha tha — ab wapas ka rasta nahi.

Dono ke lips abhi bhi tangled the, kiss ab rough aur passionate flow me chal raha tha. Shanu ka body Zaheer ke lap me cross-leg karke press ho chuka tha. Uski ungliyan ab Zaheer ke collar se kheli ja rahi thi.
Kissing ke beech beech Shanu thoda peeche hoti hai, uski saansein heavy thi, lips swollen. Usne ek naughty half-smile ke saath apne white tight shirt ke upar ke do button dheere se khole.
Room ki halki yellow light me ek sharp line nazar aayi — uske sine ki darar. Woh bas ek glimpse tha, lekin Zaheer ke liye ek spark ignite karne ke liye kaafi tha.
Zaheer ke aankhon me hunger aur depth dono aa gaye. Uska haath naturally uske waist se slide hoke uske back par gaya, aur dusre haath se usne gently Shanu ka face pakad kar uske lips par wapas apni claim jamai.
Is baar kiss aur zyada intense, aur zyada needy tha. Shanu ne bhi poori tarah se respond kiya, uske long open baal Zaheer ke shoulders par gir gaye.
Zaheer ki aankhen ek pal ke liye khul gayi — woh us darar ki ek chhoti jhalak phir se dekhta hai, aur uski saansen aur tez ho jaati hain. Woh kiss ke beech uske jawline aur neck par utarta hai, har jagah chhoti-chhoti kisses chhodta hua.
Shanu ka haath ab uske baalon me tha, aur uske lips se ek suppressed sigh nikalti hai.
Room ka atmosphere ab sirf unke heavy breaths aur dil ki dhadkanon se bhar gaya tha.
Kiss ab rough aur wild ho chuka tha. Shanu ne apne dono haath Zaheer ke chest par press kiye jaise usse aur kareeb kheench rahi ho. Fir ek pal ke liye lips alag kiye bina, uske fingers uske T-shirt ki seam ko pakad leti hai. Dheere-dheere neeche se upar kheenchna start karti hai.

Zaheer bhi samajh jaata hai, woh thoda sa peeche jhukta hai aur apne haath upar uthata hai, taaki uska T-shirt smoothly utar jaye. Ek second ke liye unke lips alag hote hain — aur next hi pal Shanu uska T-shirt bed ke side mein patak deti hai.
Ab Zaheer ka toned, topless torso uske saamne tha. Room ki dim light uske shoulders aur chest par sharp shadow dal rahi thi. Shanu ke lips par ek mischievous smile aayi, jaise woh uske body ko appreciate kar rahi ho.
Zaheer ne us waqt koi wait nahi kiya. Uske dono haath naturally neeche slide hoke Shanu ke hips par gaye. Usne thoda pressure daal kar usse apni taraf kheench liya. Shanu ka body uske bare skin ke against press hua — ek garam sensation jisse dono ki saansen aur tez ho gayi.
Kiss wapas start hua, is baar aur zyada deep aur wet. Shanu ki ungliyan ab Zaheer ke baalon me ulajh gayi thi, aur woh apni kamar ko thoda zaheer ke grip ke against move kar rahi thi, jaise uske touch ka jawab de rahi ho.
Zaheer ne apne thumbs se uske waist ke sides ko caress kiya, aur kabhi kabhi uske hips ko tight squeeze kiya, har baar Shanu ke lips se ek halki si suppressed moan nikalti thi jo uske andar excitement aur hunger aur bada deti thi.
Room ke hawa me ab bas ek hi cheez thi — un dono ka burning passion..

Zaheer apni kursi par halka sa peeche jhukta hai, dono haathon se Shanu ke hips ko pakad kar use dheere dheere upar lift karta hai. Shanu uske har ek movement ko mehsoos kar rahi thi, jaise uski saans Zaheer ke hothon ki garmi se sync ho gayi ho.
Shanu apne balo ke jhilmil strands ko peeche karte hue uske lap par aur mazbooti se baith gayi. Uska ek haath Zaheer ke chest par tha, ungliyan uske abs par idhar-udhar trace kar rahi thi. Dusra haath dheere se neeche sarakta hua Zaheer ki jeans ke button tak aaya… aur ek halki si mischievous smile ke saath usne wo button khol diya.
Jeans ki halki si khat khat awaaz kamre ki khamoshi tod deti hai. Zaheer ki saanson ki garmi ab aur tez thi. Usne Shanu ko apni goad par aur zyada kheench liya, jaise dono ke darmiyan ek inch bhi faasla bardasht nahi tha.
Shanu ke hoth abhi bhi uske hothon par the, rough aur demanding kisses ke beech usne apne teeth se uska lower lip halka sa pull kiya. Zaheer ke dono haath uske hips se thode aur neeche slide hote hain, ek possessive grip ke saath.
Aur phir… Zaheer apne hi gestures me bold ho kar apni jeans dheere dheere khud utarne lagta hai, lekin usi waqt Shanu uske kandhe par apna cheek rakh kar uske ear ke paas hushed seduction me fuskarti hai —
Shanu
Zaheer… ab peeche mat hatna…
Scene ek garm cliffhanger par freeze ho jata hai, dono ke bodies ek dusre me locked, tension aur anticipation peak par.
Shanu ki aankhon ki garmi ab Zaheer ko puri tarah se consume kar rahi thi. Usne apne hoth uske hothon par fir se rakhe, iss baar aur bhi zyada rough, jaise dono apne saare emotions kiss me utaar rahe ho.

Zaheer ka shirt to pehle hi gaya tha, ab uske bare chest par Shanu ke silky fingers slide ho rahe the. Usne dheere se apne white shirt ke upar ke aur button khol diye, aur uske neckline se nikalti hui body ki soft curve ne Zaheer ke andar ek aur hi junoon bhar diya.
Zaheer ne usse apni goad se thoda uthaya aur turant hi apni jeans completely slide karke side me phek di. Ab dono ke darmiyan bas unki garmi aur saansen thi. Shanu apni thighs uski waist ke aas paas aur tight wrap kar leti hai, jaise wo uske andar hi ghul jana chahti ho.
Uske baalon ka clip pehle hi khul chuka tha, ab unke open strands Zaheer ke shoulders par gir rahe the. Zaheer ne apna haath uske bare waist par rakha, ungliyan dheere se skin ko trace karte hue uske back ke neeche tak sarakti gayi.
Shanu ke hoth ab Zaheer ki collarbone aur neck par shift ho gaye, chhote-chhote seductive bites ke saath. Uski halki si sighs kamre ki hawa ko aur heavy bana rahi thi.
Zaheer
(gehray se, uske ear ke paas)
Tumhe zara bhi nahi pata… ab tumne mujhe kitna pagal kar diya hai…
Shanu ne apna face uthaya, uske hoth fir se uske hothon par rakhe aur iss baar kiss French kiss me badal gayi — tongues tangled, breathless, messy aur utterly desperate.
Zaheer usse apni goad me aur forcefully press karta hai, dono ke beech ka har faasla khatam ho raha tha. Uske haathon ki grip Shanu ke hips aur waist par tight ho gayi, aur Shanu apne nails uske back par scratch karne lagi, uske har movement ko aur teasing bana rahi thi.
Kamra sirf dono ke saanso, kisses ki wet awaazon aur unke heartbeat ke rhythm se bhar gaya tha…

Shanu apni thighs aur tight wrap kar leti hai Zaheer ki waist ke aas paas, jaise wo use apne andar sama lena chahti ho. Uske lips ab Zaheer ke lips ko sirf kiss nahi kar rahe the, balki unhe claim kar rahe the — rough, messy, wet… aur bilkul desperate.
Zaheer ke bare chest par Shanu ki nails ke red marks banne lage the, har scratch ke saath wo aur zyada possessive lag rahi thi. Zaheer ki breathing ab control ke bahar ja rahi thi, usne uske open shirt ke andar se apne haath ghusakar uski smooth skin ko feel karna start kiya. Uske touch par Shanu ne halki si moan chhodi, jo Zaheer ke liye ek aur spark ban gayi.
Zaheer ne usse thoda sa back lean karaya aur apne hoth uske throat par rakh diye, kisses se lekar deep bites tak, jaise wo har inch ko mark karna chahta ho. Shanu ke baal uske shoulders par gir rahe the, uski back thodi arc ho gayi thi, aur uske lips se nikle hue halki si awaaz Zaheer ke ears me fire ki tarah lagi.
Shanu
(breathless, uske hothon par whisper karte hue)
Stop mat karna…
Uske lafzon ne Zaheer ka junoon aur tez kar diya. Usne apne dono haathon se Shanu ke hips ko tight hold karke usse apne kareeb aur press kiya, dono ke bodies ke beech ab koi space nahi bacha. Shanu ne apne white shirt ko almost pura khol diya tha, uske open neckline se uski body ka seductive view Zaheer ke samne tha — itna tempting ki uski aankhen wahin atak gayi.
Shanu ne khud aage badhkar Zaheer ke ear lobe ko apne hothon se nibble kiya, fir dheere se whisper kiya
Shanu
Ab tum sirf mere ho…
Aur uske turant baad, unka kiss fir se french kiss me badal gaya — iss baar aur bhi rough, aur bhi wild. Tongues tangled, lips swollen, aur dono ka passion control ke bahar. Zaheer ke haath ab uske back se neeche slip kar gaye, uske hips ko uthane lagte hue, jaise wo usse apni baahon me pura capture karna chahta ho.
Kamra sirf ek hi cheez se bhar gaya tha — unke saanso ka junoon aur unke touch ki garmi.
Kuch hi palo baad zaheer pura nude tha or shanu bottomless... Zaheer ne ek hand uske back se slide karte hue directly uske open shirt ke andar daala, aur uske soft curves ko rough grip me le liya. Shanu ekdum se arch ho gayi aur apni chest uske bare chest ke against press kar di.

Shanu
(breathless, eyes half closed)
Zaheer… abhi aur yahin…
Zaheer ne uski baat ka jawaab kisi word me nahi diya—bas ek strong jerk ke saath usse apni lap par aur neeche drag kar liya. Unka friction ab itna strong ho gaya tha ki Shanu ka moan room me gungunaya.
Uske haath Zaheer ke shoulders ko tightly pakad rahe the, jaise wo khud apni balance lose kar rahi ho. Lekin Zaheer ne uske hips ko firmly hold kiya aur movement ko apni marzi se set kar diya—rough aur rhythmic thrusts ke saath.
Chair ab clearly unke passion ko bear kar rahi thi—har ek movement ke sath halki creak awaaz aa rahi thi.
Shanu ke baal uske face par gir rahe the aur usne ek hand se apna shirt aur khol diya—ab uska cleavage completely exposed tha Zaheer ke saamne. Zaheer ne bina waste kiye apni lips uske curves par press kiye, kissing and biting, aur Shanu ke lips se aur zyada loud moans nikal gaye.
Zaheer
(husky voice me)
Tumhe idea bhi nahi hai… tum mujhe abhi kya kar rahi ho.
Shanu ne uske hair kheench kar uska face apne lips ke paas laaya aur whisper kiya
Shanu
Prove it… harder.
Aur Zaheer ne usi moment apni strength dikhate hue usse aur forcefully apni lap par ride karwa diya. Shanu apni head peeche tilt karke moan kar rahi thi, aur chair ke sath-saath pura room jaise unke passion se gunguna raha tha.
Dono ab completely lost the—na shirt ka hosh, na jeans ka, na chair ka… sirf ek dusre ke body aur us moment ka.

Zaheer ne apni haath ki ungliyon se Shanu ke baalon ko dheere se khela aur ek halka sa smile uske chehre par aa gaya. Shanu bhi hans padhi, lekin uske hansne me ek mischief thi—ek tarah ka tease jo dono ke beech ki chemistry ko aur gehra bana raha tha.
Dono ke saath waqt ruk sa gaya tha; sirf unke saans aur halki halki laugh, aur aankhon ka dialogue chal raha tha. Zaheer ke haath Shanu ke lap par softly move kar rahe the, aur Shanu apni body ke subtle movements se unhe respond kar rahi thi. Ek chhoti si cheeky nudge, ek halki sa shoulder touch—yeh sab unke beech ki chemistry ko aur ignite kar raha tha, jaise pura room sirf un dono ke liye hi exist karta ho.
Shanu ne apne face ko thoda aur Zaheer ke kareeb kiya, unki aankhon me wo teasing aur daring look thi, aur Zaheer bhi apni aankhen nahi hata pa raha tha, sirf unka closeness aur warmth enjoy kar raha tha. Dono ki haathon ka dance, aankhon ka dialogue aur halka sa laughter—yeh sab ek intimate aur romantic tension create kar raha tha, bina kisi explicit cheez ke, sirf unki energy aur bonding ko highlight karte hue.
Shanu ab zaheer ke mote lund par satasat upar niche ho rahi thi or zaheer ke testicles shanu ki thighs par pat pat pat ki aawaz kar rahe they, dono ke mathe or badan par paseena jam chuka tha lekin dono me abhi tak kisi ne haar nahi mani thi... Shanu apni shadeed speed se zaheer ke lode ki sawari kar rahi thi or zaheer bhi uske santre ko nichodne me laga tha...

Kuch der baad dono ne apni position badli or Shanu ne apne ghutno ke bal kursi par adjust kiya, apna face kursi ke upar rakhte hue. Zaheer uske piche khada tha, apni haath se uski kamar ko gently support karte hue, 
Unke beech ka distance bas kuch inches ka tha, aur dono ki saansein thodi tez ho rahi thi. Shanu ne dheere se apni body ka subtle movement kiya,
Kursi par dono ki position aur unki aankhon ka dialogue unki tension aur teasing chemistry ko aur gehra kar raha tha. Zaheer ke haath Shanu ki kamar par softly glide kar rahe the, aur Shanu apni body ke subtle movements se unhe guide kar rahi thi, jaise ek playful aur intimate game chal raha ho.
Unke beech ka energy aur closeness aise dikh raha tha ki pura room sirf unke liye exist kar raha ho, sirf unki laughter, teasing gestures aur aankhon ka dialogue. Shanu ne halki si smile di aur Zaheer ne bhi ek playful glance ke saath respond kiya, dono ke beech ka bond aur ignite ho gaya.
Zaheer ne ab piche se shanu ki us pani se labrej kuwe me apna wo badi si bandook daal di, kuch dhakko me shanu ko dard hua or uska expression zaheer ne samne rakhe mirror se dekha. Is expression ke baad zaheer ki us bandook me blood circulation or jyada badh gaya or uske us lode ki motai thodi or badh gayi or fir zaheer ne piche se tabadtod dhakke marne shuru kiye jiski goonj pure kamre me ho rahi thi... Shanu abhi bhi white shirt me thi jiske almost sare button khul chuke they or uske doodh gale upper boobs par red marks aa chuke they jo zaheer ne badi hi besabri se diye they.. zaheer is waqt apne us chote zaheer ko ek garam si gufa me mehsoos kar raha tha jaha ki garmi patal se bhi jyada mehsoos ho rahi thi... Kuch dhakko ke baad zaheer ne speed bhi tez kardi or shanu ki moaning bhi tez ho gayi.. lagatar padne wale dhakke se shanu ka kuwa ab sujan lene laga tha jiska dard shanu ko ab feel hone laga tha or isse pahle wo zaheer ko yeh baat batati zaheer ne kas kar 8 10 deep dhakke pure taakat se shanu ke chhed par maar diye or ek siski or aahhhh ki chikh ke sath shanu ka fanwara chalu ho gaya, uski thighs me kampan hui jiski khabar zaheer ko bhi ho gayi or shanu ki haalat se wo khud bhi jyada der tak nahi tik paya shanu ke andar hi apni bandook se safed goliya ek ke baad ek karte huye pure ek minute tak chhodne laga... Dono ki haalat ab aisi thi ki pure din khet ki jutai karke aaye ho... Shanu jaha ab relax padi thi to wahi zaheer ki goliya abhi bhi dhire dhire kam pani ke sath aa rahi thi or uski saans abhi bhi fool rahi thi... Kuch minutes ke baad zaheer as it is nude hi apne bistar par jake pad gaya. Shanu ko uski yeh adaa cute lagi or wo bhi bottomless zaheer ke upar aa kar so gayi, sone se pahle uske zaheer ke us kate huye auzaar par apna safed pani dekha jisse shanu sharm se hi pani pani ho gayi... 


Zaheer finally thak kar bed par gir gaya tha, aankhen band, aur saansein dheere-dheere stable ho rahi thi. Room me ek shaanti ka mahaul tha, sirf halki si raat ki awaaz aur unki closeness ka ehsaas. Shanu uske side me baithi, halka sa smile apne chehre par, aankhon me thodi si mischief aur thodi si soch.
Uske mann me us raat ki har chhoti-moti interaction chal rahi thi—Zaheer ke gestures, uska supportive touch, aur dono ke beech ka teasing rhythm. Uska monologue shuru hua:
Shanu
Kaise ye raat itni tez aur itni calm dono ho sakti hai… Zaheer… tum jaante ho, tumhara ye silence, ye calmness, bas… bas sab kuch aur gehra kar deta hai. Har ek gesture, har ek chhoti si smile, jaise mere andar ki har soch ko samajh raha ho. Aur phir ye bed, ye shaanti… sab kuch… itna perfect lag raha hai, jaise ye pal humesha ke liye tha.
Shanu ke chehre par halka sa smile, aankhon me thodi si chamak. Uske mann me ek hi khayal tha: ye pal, ye connection, ye Zaheer ka trust… sab kuch… bas yaad rehna chahiye.
Room me raat ka halka sa andhera aur unki closeness dono ke liye ek alag hi energy create kar raha tha. Zaheer so chuka tha, lekin Shanu ka dil, uske emotions aur soch abhi bhi un moments me jeevit tha, ek silent monologue ke roop me.