Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Art Gallery se nikalne ke baad, Sharad ne teenon ko apni sleek black car mein bithaya. Dinner ka plan Sharad ke upscale Mumbai flat mein tha. Rhea ki aankhon mein abhi bhi Art Gallery ki sophistication ki chamak thi, par Sharad ke ghar ka awa uske liye poora naya revelation tha.

Car Sharad ki posh high-rise building ke private parking mein ruki. Lift se jaise hi woh Sharad ke floor par pahunche aur darwaza khula, Rhea ki saans atak gayi.
Rhea (Ek lambhi, awaaz wali ‘Oooooh!’ ke saath): "Didi! Yeh toh Art Gallery se bhi zyada kamaal hai! Mumbai ki poori light yahan se dikhti hai! Wow!"
Flat modern minimalist design mein tha, floor-to-ceiling windows se Mumbai ka skyline chamak raha tha. Ek side par home-theatre setup tha, aur doosri taraf ek bar section tha jahan expensive bottles sajee thin.
Sharad (Amusement mein, Rhea ki taraf dekhte hue): "Pasand aaya Rhea ji? Pranali ko toh Mirzapur ki aadat hai... main soch raha tha tum log yahan adjust kar paoge ya nahi."
Rhea (Palat kar Pranali ko elbow maarte hue, fuskusahat mein): "Didi! Soham Jiju ke chote flat se toh yeh literal mahal hai! Tu sach mein rani jaisi rahegi yahan!"
Pranali (Sharmindagi se, Rhea ko daant te hue): "Rhea! Apna muh band rakh! Aur Jiju bolna band kar!"
Sharad zor se hanss pada. Usne apne haath pocket mein daal diye, aur Pranali ki taraf jhuk kar bola.
Sharad: "Pranali, tumhari choti behen ka sense of humor bahut tez hai! Aur haan, Jiju toh main hoon hi uske liye... kyunki usse pata hai ki tumhara khayal sirf main hi rakh sakta hoon."
Pranali (Flustered, saree theek karte hue): "Sharad! Tum bhi shuru ho gaye! Agar tumhe dinner banana hai toh chalo warna main ja rahi hoon!"
Rhea ne Pranali ko khincha aur sofe par baithaya.
Rhea: "Ruk jao Didi! Sharad Bhaiya ka ghar dekho toh sahi! Soham Jiju ke bank account mein itna paisaa nahi hoga jitna yahan ek single sofe ki keemat hai!"
Sharad apna hands up kar diya, halke se muskurate hue.
Sharad: "Rhea ji ka point valid hai, Pranali. Lekin yeh sab zyada zaroori nahi hai. Zaroori yeh hai ki yahan tumhe sukoon milega... aur wahi sabse badi luxury hai."
Pranali ne aankhein band ki aur ek gehri saans li. Sharad ka vaham aur uske pyaar ka andaaz use dobara apni taraf khinch raha tha.
Pranali: "Theek hai... main bahut thak gayi hoon. Mujhe tumhare haath ka khana chahiye... jismein Mirzapur ki koi bhasad na ho."
Sharad (Vachan dete hue): "Promise! Aaj sirf Mumbai ki masti aur tumhari khushi! Rhea ji, aap Didi ka khayal rakhiye, main dinner ready karta hoon."
Sharad kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Rhea ne turant Pranali ke kaano mein fuskusaya:
Rhea: "Dekha Didi? Ise kehte hain class! Woh tumhare liye khana bana raha hai! Ab toh tumhe sochna padega ki tumhara asli Jiju kaun hai—Soham Jiju ya Sharad Jiju?"
Pranali ne sirf muskura diya. Uski aankhon mein sharad ka naya roop tha... aur ek nayi ummeed thi.





Sharad, ek expert host ki tarah, living area ke bar counter se drinks le aaya. Pranali ke liye light cocktail tha, Rhea ke liye cooler, aur Sharad ke liye apni usual single malt. Soft jazz music ab flat ke mahaul ko aur zyada intimate bana raha tha.

Rhea ne apna glass uthaaya aur sharad ki taraf muskuraayi.
Rhea: "Sharad Bhaiya! Is party ke liye cheers! Bas ek request hai... Mom ko mat batana, warna Art Gallery ke baad ab High Rise ki kahani sunkar toh unhe heart attack aa jayega!"
Sharad (Zor se hanskar): "Tumhari Maa se waada hai, Rhea ji. Yeh raat hum teenon ka secret rahega! Cheers!"
Pranali hanss di, apne chehre par sharam aur khushi dono thi. Usne chupke se Rhea ke haath par pinch kiya, lekin uske lips pe bhi woh smile thi jo Sharad ko apna pyaar dikhane ke liye kaafi thi.

Jab Pranali apna drink pi rahi thi aur Rhea se Art Gallery ki baatein kar rahi thi, tabhi uske phone par Soham ka call aaya.
Pranali (Turant serious hote hue): "Woh... Soham ka call hai."
Usne call receive kiya, aur Soham ko jawab dene ke liye sofe ke edge par baith gayi. Pranali ka chehra ab ek perfect mask tha—shaant, caring, ek zimmedaar patni ka.
Pranali: "Haan Soham? Sab theek hai na? Aryan so gaya?"
Soham (Dusri taraf, casual tone mein): "Haan, sab theek hai. Bas check kar raha tha. Enjoy kar rahi ho na friends ke saath? Late mat karna."
Pranali Soham se baat kar rahi thi, uski aankhein pyaar aur guilt mein ulihi thi. Woh bilkul nahi jaan paayi ki uske saamne baitha Sharad apna phone silent mode par kar chuka tha.
Sharad ne apna phone uthaaya. Pranali uske bilkul saamne baithi thi—saree thodi slide ho chuki thi, uske blouse ka deep cut aur collarbone saaf dikh rahe the. Pranali ki aankhein soham se baat karne ki vajah se soft thi, lekin Sharad ki nazar mein woh poori tarah hot lag rahi thi.
Sharad ne ek perfect candid angle se Pranali ki do sexy tasveerein click ki—pehli uske halki smile aur deep neckline ki, aur doosri jismein uske bina jaane uska poora curve caputre ho gaya tha. Woh turant tasveerein Soham ko WhatsApp par bhej diya.


Pranali ka call Soham se khatam hua. Usne wapas dono ki taraf dekha, lekin Sharad turant apna phone check karne laga jaise kisi important message ka jawaab de raha ho.
Soham (Mirzapur mein, phone par Sharad ko): "Wah bhai! Mal toh lag rahi hai. Aaj toh Mumbai ki rani lag rahi hai! Aur woh doosri side mein teri saali (Rhea) bhi kuch kam nahi hai yaar!"
Sharad (Soham ko message karte hue, Pranali ke saamne muskurakar): "Jee bhai! Teri biwi fir se chudne aayi hai mere paas! Ab toh yeh poori raat ka sauda hai! Woh toh meri biwi bhi ban ne ko tayyar hai."
Soham (Reply mein, haste hue): "Hahaha! Bana le bhai! Waise bhi humara rishta toh dono ka hai! Ab toh Rhea bhi tujhe Jiju maan chuki hai... Toh Pranali se shadi kar le!"
Sharad (Soham ko final message, jismein Pranali ki taraf dekh kar ek smirk tha): "Usne toh mujhe apna naya Jiju maan bhi liya hai! Bhai, ab dekh... aaj raat ka khel kaisa hoga!"



Sharad ne apna phone pocket mein rakha aur Pranali ki taraf dekha. Pranali ka chehra ab halka tha, Soham se baat karne ke baad woh phir se fun mood mein thi.
Sharad: "Woh... apne pati ko tumne dekh liya na? Ab wapas aa jao... tumhari choti behen aur main wait kar rahe hain ki kab tumhara dimaag Mirzapur ki bhasad se nikle."
Pranali muskuraayi, aur Sharad ke paas aakar baith gayi. Rhea ne turant koi naya gossip shuru kar diya. Teenon ke liye, woh raat ab sirf hansi, masti, aur Mumbai ki azaadi ka ehsaas thi—woh anjaan the ki unke sar ke upar kitni badi deal aur kitna gehra dhoka chal rha tha.


Sharad ke flat ka mahaul ab tezi se badal chuka tha. Wine aur whiskey ki halki nasha sabke dimaag par thi, lekin Sharad ke tehri hui nigaahein sirf Pranali par theen.

Rhea ne music ko slow aur sensual kar diya tha, aur dono behenein room ke beech dheere-dheere dance kar rahi thin. Pranali ki off-white silk saree uske jism par ekdum chipki hui thi, har halke move ke saath uske curves aur zyada prominent ho rahe the. Uska sleeveless blouse gale ke paas deep tha, jisse uski cleavage ka saara junoon khul ke dikh raha tha.
Jab woh ghoomti, toh saree uske kamar se halki si hat jaati, jiske beech uska toned midriff aur gehra navel Munna aur Sharad dono ke liye ek visual treat tha. Pranali apni thakan bhi bhool chuki thi, aankhon mein nasha aur apne curves par poora bharosa tha.
Sharad sofe par se dekh raha tha, uska lund ab uski jeans mein poori tarah tan chuka tha (lund tan raha tha). Uske dimag mein Art Gallery ke washroom ka woh pal tha, jab usne Pranali ki chut ko french kiss kiya tha. Woh nasha aur taste abhi tak uski zubaan pe tha—uske saare khayal ab wild ho chuke the.
Rhea ne Pranali ko ghoomte hue dekha aur samajh gayi ki mahaul ab aur zyada personal ho chuka hai. Woh muskuraayi aur apni chair par wamos baith gayi, dono ko space de diya.
Pranali, dance ki thakan se choor, halki nasha mein, sidha Sharad ki taraf badhi. Uske paas aakar, apni aankhein band ki aur apne jism ka poora bojh Sharad ki baahon mein daal diya (uski bahon mae aake giri).
Pranali (Uski saans tez, fuskusahat mein): "Main... main thak gayi hoon."
Sharad ne usko dono haathon se zor se pakad liya. Pranali ka soft aur garm jism sidha uske kade hote hue lund se takraya aur Munna ke aage ka saara junoon ek pal mein jaag gaya. Pranali ka chehra laal tha, uske hoth halke se khule hue, aur aankhon mein ab aur koi guilt nahi tha—sirf Sharad ka possessive touch chahiye tha.
Sharad (Aawaaz mein raw desire): "Tum thak gayi ho... par main abhi shuru bhi nahi hua hoon."
Rhea ne apni chair ko halka sa ghuma diya, aur aankhon se dono ko space de diya. Flat ka mahaul ab sach mein private ho chuka tha.



Sharad ne Pranali ko halke se apne se alag kiya, uske honthon par ek narm, jaadui kiss chhod diya. Pranali ki aankhein band thin, uske jism par thakan aur nasha dono chhaya hua tha.

Rhea, jo sofe par baithi thi, sharad aur pranali ki nazdeekiyan dekh kar halki si giggled (hansi) uske honthon se nikal gayi.
Sharad (Rhea ki taraf dekhte hue, ankh maarte hue): "Tumhari Didi bahut thak chuki hai, Rhea ji. Mujhe usse thoda sulake aana hoga." (Uske chehre par saaf ishara tha ki sulaana sirf bahana hai.)
Rhea (Puri tarah situation samajhte hue, chair se uthkar TV ki taraf jaate hue): "Arey koi nahi, Jiju! Didi ab wapas Mirzapur jaane vali hai... toh aap bhi unke saath thoda so ke aajao! Main yahan bahar TV dekh rahi hoon... koi andar nahi aayega!"
Sharad zor se hans pada. Rhea ka yeh blunt support usko aur bhi zyada pasand aaya. Usne Pranali ki kamar pakdi aur bedroom ki taraf le jaane laga.
Pranali, Rhea ki taraf palati. Uska chehra laal tha, sharmindagi bhi thi, par Rhea ki aankhon mein apni behen ke liye jo pyaar aur manzoori thi, usko dekh kar Pranali ne sirf ek soft nod kiya (apni majboori aur chahat dono ko accept karte hue).
Pranali aur Sharad dono living room se gayab ho gaye. Rhea ne muskura kar TV on kiya, lekin uske kaano mein ab bhi didi ki hansi aur Sharad ki awaaz thi... jo dheere-dheere bedroom ki khamoshi mein kho chuki thi.



Sharad ne Pranali ko bedroom mein le jaakar bed par halke se dhakel diya. Room mein dim light thi, aur Mumbai ka skyline window se ek dhoondhla sa view de raha tha.

Pranali bed ke edge par baithi thi, uski peeth deewar se lagi hui thi (her back against the wall). Saree ka pallu Art Gallery se hi gira hua tha, aur ab woh poori tarah se ek nayi roop mein thi—sleeveless blouse mein uska deep cleavage poori tarah se exposed tha (deep cleavage view). Uske dono haath upar ki taraf the, deewar ke sahare phailaye hue (both arms in air), jisse uske underarms ki softness aur uske curves ka poora seductive look nazar aa raha tha.
Pranali ki aankhon mein ab sharam nahi thi, sirf nasha aur ek chupi hui chahat thi (seductive look). Uske hoth halke se khule the, jisse uske tez saans lene ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Sharad Pranali ke saamne aaya, uska chehra gusse ya majboori wala nahi tha, balki ek aurat ka tha jo apni hadhein tod chuki thi aur nuchaye janne ke liye tayyar thi. Usne Sharad ko apne jism ko dekhte hue dekha, aur apne andar ki har ichha ko uske saamne rakh diya.
Sharad (Awaaz mein tehraav, par aankhon mein aag): "Toh... ab tumhari thakan kahan gayi? Abhi bhi wahi Munna ki yaad aa rahi hai ya ab tumhara jism sirf mere liye hai?"
Pranali ne apni aankhein band ki, aur apne honthon ko halka sa kaata—yeh consent tha, ek invitation tha. Uska jism halke se kaamp raha tha, har curve, har ubaar Sharad ko chhootne ke liye bula raha tha. Uska navel, jo saree se halka dikh raha tha, ek chumbak ki tarah Sharad ko apni taraf khinch raha tha.
Sharad ne apne kapde utare, uska mazboot shareer Pranali ke saamne ab poori tarah exposed tha. Usne Pranali ke paas aakar apne ghutne teke, aur uske saree ko uske kamar se dheere se alag karne laga.
Pranali ne apne haath upar hi rakhe hue the, ek lambhi saans li. Uske dono sthan (breasts) blouse ke andar se tezi se dhadak rahe the. Usne apni aankhon mein Sharad ko dekha aur apne sir ko halka sa peeche kiya, ek silent permission thi—jo Munna ne force kiya tha, woh ab Pranali apni marzi se karwa rahi thi.
Sharad ne apne honthon ko Pranali ki gardhan par rakha, uske kandhon se lekar collarbone tak har jagah usne apna nishan chhodna shuru kar diya. Pranali ki garam saansein aur halke moans kamre mein phail gaye... raat ab aur zyada gehri hone wali thi.









Sharad ne Pranali ki sharam ko zyada waqt nahi diya. Usne tez hathon se Pranali ke saree ko kamar se niche khiskaya, aur uske baad sleeveless blouse ko upar slide karte hue alvida keh diya.

Ab Pranali sirf designer sexy bra aur panty mein uske saamne khadi thi. Bra ke lace aur patli straps mein uske bharpoor sthan ekdum perfect lag rahe the, har curve se junoon chhalak raha tha.
Sharad ki nasti bhari aankhein Pranali ke jism par theen. Usne apne haathon se Pranali ke sthan ko bra ke upar se dheere se dabaya—uske naram aur garam jism ki tapish Sharad ko saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Pranali ki saans tez thi, uske honthon se halke moans nikal rahe the. Lekin is baar woh sirf receive karne nahi aayi thi.
Achanak, Pranali ne apne haath Sharad ke sine par rakhe, aur uske chehre par ek wild, seductive smile aayi.
Usne Sharad ko hairaan karte hue, tez kadmon se bed ki taraf badi aur apne ghutne teke. Apni panty bhi utarte hue, woh bed par doggy style ki tarah ho gayi (bed pe doggy jese pose mae). Uski peeth Sharad ki taraf thi, aur uske gol hips, phaili hui tangein, aur nangi chut seedha Sharad ko bula rahi thi.
Pranali (Uski awaaz mein raw, challenging desire): "Munna ne toh sirf khada rakha tha... ab aao, Sharad... aur dikhao ki tumhara pyaar kitna gehra hai!"
Sharad ek pal ke liye wahi jam gaya. Pranali ka yeh roop usne kabhi nahi dekha tha—wild, confident, aur poori tarah se seductive. Uska doggy pose Sharad ke saamne ek nayi aur anokhi daavat thi.
Sharad (Zor se saans lete hue, aankhon mein sirf aag thi): "Tum toh sach mein mere liye sabse badi challenge ho Pranali!"
Sharad ne apni baki kapde utare aur tez kadmon se bed ki taraf badh gaya. Raat ab uski marzi se shuru hone wali thi... uske junoon se nahi, balki Pranali ke naye roop ki chahat se!




Sharad nanga Pranali ke bilkul paas khada tha, uska poora tana lund Pranali ke chehre ke saamne jhool raha tha. Pranali ne apna pose thoda theek kiya aur apna sir upar uthaaya.

Uski aankhon mein ab sachchi bhookh thi. Usne apne honthon ko halka sa khola, aur pehla kadam uthaaya—usne dheere se apne naak se Sharad ke lund ka smell liya, ek animalistic aur garm sugandh. Sharad ki saans tez ho gayi.
Pranali ne apne hath aage badhaye, aur uska lund apni mutthi mein kas ke pakda. Sharad ki aankhon se ek garm moan nikal gayi: "Aah!"
Pranali ne ek small kiss uske lund ke tip par chhod diya, jaise kisi vachan ko pura kar rahi ho. Aur phir, bina der kiye, usne ek gehra saans li aur Sharad ka poora lund apne muh mein le liya (pura lund muhhb mae le liya).
Sharad ka pura shareer ek jhatke mein kaamp gaya. Uski aankhein band ho gayeen, aur woh apne haath Pranali ke sir par rakh chuka tha.
Pranali ab ekdam professional ki tarah uska lund chusne lagi (ganne ki tarah chusne lagi). Uski zubaan lund ke har kone ko explore kar rahi thi, kabhi tip pe focus, kabhi poora deep throat le kar jaati. Wet sucking ki awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi—"Slurrp... slurrp... Ahh slurp."
Sharad ka moan ab kisi ghuti hui awaaz mein nikal raha tha: "Ohh god... Pranali... uff... tum kamaal ho... mat rukna!"
Pranali har thrust pe apni aankhon se Sharad ko dekh rahi thi, aur apne mooh ke junoon se use apni taraf khinch rahi thi. Uski saansein tez thi, par uske hothon ka rhythm ekdam perfect tha... Munna ka junoon ab Sharad ke junoon se badal chuka tha!






Sharad apne lund ki har thrust mein bekraari mehsoos kar raha tha. Pranali ki skill aur uska junoon uske control ko poori tarah tod chuka tha.

Usne apna haath Pranali ke sir par rakha, apna muh uske kaano ke paas laaya aur saanson mein kaha: "Ab bas nahi rukna hai!"
Sharad ne Pranali ka muh pakda aur apne lund ko andar ki taraf zor se dhakelna shuru kar diya (muh pakda aur heavy strokes dena start kr diya). Pranali ke gale se ek ghuti hui awaaz nikli, par uski aankhon mein ab sachcha pyaar aur submission tha.
Sharad ke thrusts ab aur heavy ho gaye the—tez, jhatke waale, jo uske lund ko Pranali ke gale tak bhej rahe the. Pranali ki aankhon mein paani tha, lekin usne apne honthon ko tight rakha, uske junoon ko pura karne ke liye tayyar thi.
Sharad ka pura jism kaamp gaya. Ek lambi, garm moan ke saath, uska sara cum Pranali ke muh mein nikal gaya (sara cum pranali ke muhhb mae nikal gya). Pranali ne apne honthon ko band kiya, uske jism ki garmi ko mehsoos kiya, aur woh sara load pyaar se pi liya (pyar se pi liya), jaisa ki koi naya pyaar ka ehsaan ho.
Sharad thak kar uske saamne jhuk gaya, saansein tez thi. Pranali ne apna muh halka sa saaf kiya aur Sharad ke honthon par apne honth rakh diye—ek gehra, vishesh chumban, jo ab unke naye rishte ka sanket tha!