Adultery Pativrata se Hotwife: Ek Anokha Safar

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Camera ki flash ki aakhiri roshni ke bujhte hi, bedroom mein ek aisi bhayanak aur garm khamoshi chha gayi jise sirf dono ki tez saansein tod rahi thin. Geeti bed par us blood-red satin saree mein adhi leti hui thi. Uska pallu uske kandhe se poori tarah utar kar bedsheet par bikhra hua tha, aur uski chhaati (cleavage) ka ek bohut bada, gora hissa hawa mein nanga tha. Uski aankhon mein ab sharam ki jagah ek aisi 'slutty' aur bhookhi chamak thi, jo pichle kai hafton ki ghutan aur fantasies se paida hui thi.

Geeti ne apni gori, chikni taangein jo saree ke beech se jhaank rahi thin, unhe halke se aur khol diya. Uski panty is waqt apne hi garm ras (fluids) se itni zyada san chuki thi ki uske pairo ke beech ek ajeeb sa bhari-pan aur kichaav ho raha tha. Usne apne dono naram haath aage badhaye aur haanfti hui, nasheeli aawaaz mein fusfusayi, "Soham... ab aur intezaar mat karao... aao na. Mujhe chhoo lo... I need you to fuck me right now."


Soham wahi bed ke kinare khada tha. Uska mardana hissa (manhood) uski pant ke andar patthar ki tarah sakht (rock-hard) ho chuka tha. Uska poora jism aag ki tarah jal raha tha aur uska dil cheekh raha tha ki woh abhi Geeti ke upar toot pade, uske in adhe-nange kapdo ko be-rehmi se faad de aur uski sadiyon purani pyaas bujha de.
Par Soham ek aam mard nahi tha, woh ek 'cuckold' shikaari ban chuka tha. Usne apne jism ki hawas par apne dimaag ki shaitani hawas ko haavi kar liya. 'Agar maine abhi iski pyaas bujha di, toh ye khel yahin khatam ho jayega. Ise abhi us aakhiri boundary ke paar dhakelna zaroori hai,' usne socha.
Soham ne ek gehri saans nigli aur Geeti ke badhe hue haathon ko ignore karte hue apna phone utha liya.
"Nahi Geeti... abhi nahi," Soham ne ek thandi par shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha. "Asli khel toh abhi shuru hua hai. Tumhari is aag ko bujhane ka haq sirf mera nahi hai... aaj tumhari numaish poori duniya dekhegi."
Geeti ke haath hawa mein hi ruk gaye. Uski nasheeli aankhon mein ek pal ke liye confusion aaya. "Soham? T-tum kya kar rahe ho?"
Soham bed par uske theek bagal mein aakar baith gaya, par usne Geeti ko chhua nahi. Usne jaldi se Instagram aur Reddit khola. "Main tumhara naya janam (rebirth) kar raha hoon, Geeti."
Kaanpti hui par tezi se chalti ungliyon se Soham ne Instagram par ek naya fake account banaya. Usne account ka naam bohut soch-samajh kar, ek behad unique aur teasing rakha— @DesiHotwife_G aur uski bio mein likha: "A highly respected professional by day, a husband-shared slutty goddess by night. DMs open for real men."
"Soham! Yeh kaisa naam hai? Yeh tum kya likh rahe ho?" Geeti ne screen ki taraf jhaankte hue ghabra kar pucha. Uska dil dhol ki tarah bajne laga tha.
"Wahi jo tum sach mein ho," Soham ne hanste hue jawab diya.
Usne camera se woh photos apne phone mein transfer ki. Usne badi hoshiyaari se Geeti ka chehra (face) har photo mein crop kar diya, kyunki woh janta tha ki Geeti abhi pehchan khulne ke darr se poori tarah comfortable nahi hai. Par chehra katne ke baad jo bacha tha, woh kisi bhi mard ka dimaag kharab karne ke liye kaafi tha—Maroon velvet gown mein uski poori nangi gori jaangh, Black backless dress mein uski nangi peeth aur side-boob ka cut, aur aakhir mein Red Satin saree mein uski bhari hui cleavage aur uski nangi naabhi (navel).
Bina ek second zaya kiye, Soham ne woh teeno photos Instagram par aur Reddit ke r/DesiHotwives page par upload kar di. Caption diya: "My gorgeous wife trying on her new outfits. She loves the attention. What would you do to her?"
Geeti bed par sikud gayi. Uska jism sharam aur ek bhayanak, forbidden darr se kaanpne laga. Ek izzatdaar bank manager ki nangi cleavage aur jaanghein ab internet ke khule bazaar mein thin!
"Tumne post kar diya?! Soham, pagal ho gaye ho? Delete karo use abhi!" Geeti ne aage badh kar phone chheen-ne ki koshish ki, par Soham ne phone door kar liya aur uski kalayi (wrist) pakad li.
"Bas paanch minute, Geeti. Sirf paanch minute intezaar karo," Soham ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha.
Aur paanch minute bhi nahi lage.
Ting.
Ting.
Ting. Ting. Ting!
Soham ka phone achanak pagalon ki tarah vibrate hone laga. Screen par notifications ki baadh (flood) aa gayi. Instagram par likes aur Reddit par upvotes ka jaise toofaan aa gaya tha. Geeti ki saans wahi atak gayi. Uski nigaahein phone ki jal-bujh rahi screen par atki thin.




Soham ne phone Geeti ke chehre ke bilkul kareeb kiya. "Dekho Geeti... dekho duniya tumhare is jism ke liye kitni bhookhi hai."
Geeti ki aankhein screen par padhte hi poori tarah phat gayin. Comments aur DMs aana shuru ho gaye the, aur unme likhe gaye alfaaz itne gande, itne nange aur raw the ki Geeti ka chehra sharam aur aag se bilkul tamatar ki tarah laal (tomato red) ho gaya. Uski gardan se lekar uske cleavage tak blush ki ek garm lehar daud gayi.
Soham ne ek-ek karke comments zor se padhna shuru kiya, jaan-boojhkar har gande shabd par zor dete hue.
"Uff... look at those heavy curves. I just want to bury my face in that cleavage and never come out." Soham ne padha aur Geeti ki taraf dekha. "Suna tumne? Ek anjaan mard tumhari in chhatiyon ke beech apna chehra ragadna chahta hai."
Geeti ne sharam se apne dono haathon se apna muh chhupa liya, par uski jaanghein bedsheet par aapas mein buri tarah ragad kha rahi thin. Uski chut ab pani chhodne ki saari hadein paar kar chuki thi.
Soham ne agla comment padha, "Lucky bastard of a husband. I would rip that red saree off and breed her like a wild animal. That waist needs to be gripped tight." "Oh god... Soham... please, chup ho jao. Yeh bohut... bohut ganda hai," Geeti ne haanfte hue kaha, par uski aawaaz mein koi gussa nahi tha, balki ek aisi siskari thi jo aur sun-ne ke liye taras rahi thi.
"Ganda? Par tumhari body toh kuch aur hi keh rahi hai," Soham ne Geeti ke haath uske chehre se hataye. "Dekho DMs mein kya aa raha hai."
Ek aadmi ne DM kiya tha: "Bhai, teri biwi sach mein ek rndi banne ke laayak hai. Us black dress mein uski nangi peeth dekh kar mera lund phatne wala ho raha hai. Is she ready to take two men at once?"*
Yeh 'r*ndi' shabd aur 'two men at once' sunte hi Geeti ke dimaag ke saare fuse ud gaye. Theek yahi baatein usne us din office ke terrace par un teen mardon se suni thin. Aaj wahi fantasy internet par sach ho rahi thi. Hazaaron anjaan mard uski nangi chamdi (skin) ko dekh kar masterbate kar rahe the, uske husband se uski 'booking' maang rahe the.
Geeti ka poora jism ainthne laga. Woh bed par let gayi aur usne be-sharam hokar apne dono pair Soham ke aage poori tarah khol diye. Uski satin saree kamar tak sarak chuki thi.
"Soham... aaah... tum pagal ho... tumne mujhe public property bana diya," Geeti buri tarah moaning (siskiyan) karte hue boli. Uski aankhein nashe se laal thin.
Soham ne jhuk kar uski nangi naabhi (navel) ke paas apna haath rakha aur uski geeli panty ko upar se halke se sehlaya. "Kyun? Bura lag रहा hai meri izzatdaar bank manager ko? Ya maza aa raha hai meri hotwife ko? Sach-sach batao Geeti, jab woh mard tumhe breed karne ki, tumhari is tight kamar ko nochne ki baatein kar rahe hain... toh kaisa lag raha hai?"

Geeti ab poori tarah se us exhibitionist (numaish) nashe mein doob chuki thi. Usne sharam ka aakhiri parda bhi phenk diya. Usne Soham ke haath ko pakad kar poori taqat se apni geeli chut par daba liya aur aakhon mein aakhon daal kar, ek bhookhi, be-sharam randi ki tarah fusfusayi...
"Bohut... bohut maza aa raha hai, Soham. Mera poora jism jal रहा hai. Soch kar hi ki itne saare mardon ke lund is waqt mere jism ke liye sakht ho rahe hain... ohh fuck... mere andar aag lag rahi hai! Main un sabke samne nangi ho chuki hoon!"
Soham ki khushi ka thikana nahi tha. Uski shareef aurat ab sach mein ek 'slutty hotwife' ki tarah behave kar rahi thi. Soham ne Geeti ke kaan ke paas apne honth laye aur use tease karte hue bola, "Toh phir soch lo Geeti... aaj internet par sirf tumhari photo share hui hai. Kal ko agar sach mein unme se koi ek mard is kamre mein aa gaya... tumhare is red saree ko faadne... toh tum kya karogi?"




Geeti ne is khayal bhar se aakhon ko kaskar band kiya. Uska badan ek baar phir se jhanjhana utha. Uski saansein itni tez ho gayin ki woh kuch bol nahi payi, sirf uski panty mein bharte hue garm bahaav ne Soham ko uska jawab de diya. Aaj raat, internet ki un gandi comments ne Geeti ka woh 'Bank Manager' wala roop hamesha ke liye dafan kar diya tha, aur Soham ki 'DesiHotwife_G' ka janam ho chuka tha.

Bedroom mein ab hawas aur gande khayalon ki aandhi chal rahi thi. Instagram aur Reddit par notifications ki 'ting-ting' ruki nahi thi, balki har guzarne wale second ke saath anjaan mardon ki hawas aur bhi nangi hoti ja rahi thi. Geeti bed par adhi nangi leti, un comments ko sunkar apne hi jism ki garmi mein jal rahi thi.
Soham achanak bed se utha. Uske chehre par ek aisi muskurahat thi jo Geeti ne pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi—ek shaitani vijeta ki hansi. Woh drawer ke paas gaya aur ek bada sa, black colour ka velvet pouch nikaal laya.
"Geeti, tumhari is nayi 'Hotwife' image ke liye ek chota sa gift," Soham ne pouch khola aur andar se ek bohut hi bada, mota aur vein-textured Vibrator Dildo nikaala. Uska size Soham ke mardana hisse se kahin zyada bada aur chouda tha.
Geeti ki aankhein darr aur hairani se phat gayin. "S-Soham! Yeh... yeh kya hai? Itna bada? Tum pagal ho gaye ho? Main yeh nahi le sakti... it's too much!" Geeti ne piche hatne ki koshish ki, par uski nigaahein us dildo ki banawat par hi tiki thin. Uska jism pehle hi itna horny tha ki us dildo ko dekhkar hi uski chut mein ek tez kichaav mehsoos hua.


Soham ne koi jawab nahi diya. Usne computer table ke saamne wali chair ko ghumaaya aur uspar baith gaya. "Yahan aao, Geeti. Mere pairo ke beech baitho."
Geeti kisi kathputli (puppet) ki tarah uthi aur Soham ke pairo ke beech, floor par baith gayi, uska chehra laptop ki screen ki taraf tha jahan lagatar gande comments flash ho rahe the. Soham ne Geeti ko piche se apni baahon mein bhar liya aur uske kaan ke niche (earlobe) par halka sa katne laga. Phir usne apni garm jeebh Geeti ke kaan ke andar daal di.
"Ahhhh... fuckkk... Soham... kar lo jo karna hai... I can't take it anymore!" Geeti ne zor se moan kiya. Uski body heat itni zyada thi ki Soham ko uski skin se uthti hui tapish mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Soham ne apne haath Geeti ki red satin saree ke andar daale aur uske nange nipples ko apni ungliyon se buri tarah pinch kiya. Geeti ka badan ainth gaya. Woh laptop screen par un mardon ke comments padh rahi thi jo keh rahe the ki woh uske nipples ko apne danto se nochhna chahte hain, aur yahan Soham waqai wahi kar raha tha.
Tabhi, Soham ne dildo ka vibrator mode 'ON' kar diya. Bzzzzzzzz... Ek bhari jhanjhanahat kamre mein goonji. Soham ne use dheere se Geeti ki satin saree ke upar se hi uski geeli panty par touch kiya.
"OHHH GODDD!" Geeti jhatke se hil gayi. Woh sensation itna intense tha ki use laga uske jism mein current lag gaya ho. Uski siskariyan ab heavy aur wild ho chuki thin. Soham dheere-dheere dildo ko panty ke upar rub karne laga. Geeti ab samajhne ke bahar thi—ek taraf Soham uske kaan mein un anjaan mardon ke gande DMs padh kar suna raha tha, aur doosri taraf woh vibration use pagal kar rahi thi.
"Suno Geeti... ek mard ne likha hai ki woh tumhe bedsheet par baandh kar isse bhi bade lund se tumhe tab tak chodna chahta hai jab tak tum ro na do," Soham ne fusfusaya.
Geeti ne aankhein band kar lin. Woh imagine karne lagi ki wahi jawan intern, wahi bus wala mard, aur wahi Reddit wale hawas bhare log uske charon taraf khade hain aur use 'share' kar rahe hain.
Soham ne ab Geeti ki panty ko pakda, jo bahaav (fluid) se itni geeli aur bhari ho chuki thi ki usse ras tapak raha tha. Usne panty ko nikaal kar side mein phenk diya. Geeti ka auratpan ab poori tarah nanga aur Soham ki nigaahon ke samne tha—woh sooja hua, laal aur puri tarah rasila ho chuka tha.
Soham ne dildo ke top par thoda lubricant lagaya aur use bilkul ahista se Geeti ki geeli daraar ke muh par rakha. "Tayyar ho meri Hotwife?"
Geeti ne sirf ek bhari saans li aur apna sir piche Soham ke kandhe par tika diya. Soham ne ek jhatke mein dildo ka adha hissa Geeti ke andar utaar diya.
"AAAAAAAAHHH... FUCKKKK!" Geeti ki saans atak gayi. Use woh mota, sakht aur vibrate karta hua lund jaisa feel pehli baar mehsoos hua tha. Bohut dino baad, ya shayad zindagi mein pehli baar, use itna 'full' mehsoos ho raha tha. Uska raseela aur tight rasta us mote dildo ko mushkil se jagah de raha tha, par vibrations uski deewaron ko andar se jhanjhana rahi thin.
Soham ne ab dildo ko poori taqat se andar-bahar (in and out) karna shuru kiya. Dildo ka woh mota-pan aur uski vibrations Geeti ko ek alag hi duniya mein le gaye.



 Woh poori tarah be-sharam ho gayi thi. Usne apna ek haath laptop ki screen par rakha aur doosre se apne baal nochne lagi.
"Aur tez... Soham aur tez... Oh god, Rohan... please fuck me harder!" Geeti ne pagalpan mein phirse us intern ka naam liya. Use ab hosh nahi tha ki woh kahan hai. Woh bus wahi 'Hotwife' thi jo hazaron mardon ke samne nangi ho rahi thi.
Soham ne speed badha di. Dildo ki 'chapak-chapak' ki aawaz aur Geeti ki cheekhein milkar bedroom ko ek porn-set mein badal chuki thin. Soham khud ko rok nahi pa raha tha; Geeti ko is tarah kisi aur 'cheez' se chudte hue dekh kar uska apna excitement charam par tha. Usne dildo ko ek aisi speed par chalaya ki Geeti ka badan lagatar jhatke lene laga.

 
"Soham... I'm coming... I'm exploding... OHHH FUCKKKK!" Geeti zor se chillayi.
Agle hi pal, Geeti ka jism puri tarah sakht ho gaya aur uski chut ne ek behad shaktishali SQUIRT (geela fawwara) release kiya. Geeti ka garam ras itni tezi se bahar nikla ki samne rakhi laptop ki screen poori tarah geeli ho gayi.


 Uska climax itna intense tha ki woh control hi nahi kar paayi aur lagatar kai seconds tak uska jism thartharata raha.
Geeti wahi floor par Soham ke pairo ke beech dher (collapsed) ho gayi. Uski saansein itni ukhdi hui thin jaise woh koi marathan bhag kar aayi ho. Sharam ke maare usne apna chehra dono haathon se chhupa liya, par uske jism ki thartharahat abhi bhi baaki thi.
Soham jor-jor se hasne laga. Usne dekha ki Geeti ko dildo karte-karte, use rub karte hue, woh khud bhi poori tarah se cum kar chuka tha. Uska apna nasha bhi release ho gaya tha, par usne Geeti ko nahi chhua—woh bas us 'exhibition' ka maza le raha tha.
Geeti thaki-haari wahi floor par padi rahi. Usne aaine mein dekha—uski saree bikhri hui thi, panty gayab thi, aur laptop screen par uski apni 'hotwife' wali release ke nishaan the. Soham ne aaj raat use poori tarah se ek slutty hotwife mein tabdeel kar diya tha, aur Geeti ko ehsaas ho gaya tha ki ab yahan se piche jane ka koi raasta nahi hai.


Raat ke us bhayanak aur haivaani junoon ke baad jab Itwar (Sunday) ki subah hui, toh ghar mein ek ajeeb si thandak aur khamoshi thi. Geeti sabse pehle uthi. Uska jism abhi bhi thoda bhari tha, jaise raat wali vibrations ki jhanjhanahat uski nas-nas mein abhi bhi kahin dabi hui ho. Usne shower liya, thande paani ne uski skin par kal raat ki laali ko thoda kam kiya, par uske dimaag mein chhal rahi film ko nahi rok paaya.
Kitchen mein breakfast banate waqt, Geeti ke haath apne aap thithak jaate. Kabhi woh andhere mein Soham ke pairo ke beech baithne ko yaad karti, toh kabhi laptop screen par us ajnabi ke gande comment ko. Woh guilty mehsoos kar rahi thi—itni izzatdaar aurat hokar usne itni 'ghatiya' harkat kaise kar li? Par saath hi, uske jism ke kone-kone se ek satisfied sukoon mil raha tha. Aisa orgasm, aisi tripti (satisfaction) use Soham ke saath saalon ki shaadi mein kabhi nahi mili thi.
Tabhi Soham fresh hokar kitchen mein aaya. Usne ek casual t-shirt aur shorts pehna tha. Dono ki aankhein mili, par Geeti ne turant nazrein jhuka li. Ek ajeeb si lhanoshi (shyness) unke beech thi.
"Good morning," Soham ne bohut hi sahaj (natural) hokar kaha.
"M-morning. Nashta taiyar hai," Geeti ne dhimi aawaaz mein jawab diya.
Dono dining table par baithe. Amrita kuch dino ke liye apne friends ke saath bahar gayi hui thi, isliye ghar mein ab sirf wahi dono the. Yeh akelepan unke liye ek azaadi bhi tha aur ek khatarnak mauka bhi. Chai ki chuski lete waqt, Soham ne dheere se vishay (topic) chheda.


"Kal raat ke bare mein kya soch rahi ho, Geeti?"
Geeti ka chehra ektum se tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya. Usne apne cup ko kaskar pakda. "Main... main nahi jaanti Soham. Sab kuch itna achanak aur itna... alag tha. Mujhe bohut sharam aa rahi hai."
Soham ne uska haath table par pakda. "Sharam kyun? Humne jo kiya, woh humare beech ka ek naya connection hai. How did you feel? Sach batana."
Geeti ne ek gehri saans li, uski aawaaz thodi kap-kapa rahi thi. "Soham... sach kahun toh, woh bohut ajeeb tha. Par... par mujhe itna accha kabhi mehsoos nahi hua. Phir bhi, dimaag mein baar-baar guilt aata hai. Kya tum... kya tum mujhse gussa nahi ho? Tumhe bura nahi laga jab maine... maine kisi aur ka naam liya?"
Soham halke se hansa. "Gussa? Bilkul nahi, meri jaan. Maine hi toh tumhe uksaya tha. In fact, mujhe tumhara woh roop dekh kar aur bhi zyada pyar aa raha hai. I like this new, adventurous Geeti."
Geeti ne thodi hairani se use dekha. "Toh tum chahte ho ki hum yeh sab aur karein? I mean... mujhe dar lagta hai. Main ab dimaag se jitna rokne ki koshish karti hoon, mera jism utna hi aur aroused hota ja raha hai. Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki main aisi 'hotwife' fantasies mein masterbate karungi ya un mardon ke comments padhkar squirt karungi. Main kisi aur mard ke saath physical hone ka soch bhi nahi sakti, par unke baare mein sochna... unka mujhe 'desire' karna... woh mujhe bohut horny bana deta hai."
Soham ne uske haath par thoda dabav banaya. "Vahi toh maza hai, Geeti. Humein kisi ko asal mein involve karne ki zaroorat nahi hai agar tum comfortable nahi ho. We can just keep it digital. Hum apni life, tumhare ye sexy poses social media par post karenge. Un anjaan mardon ki hawas bhari raay (opinion) padhenge. Tum unhe online tease karna, unhe tadpana. Isse tumhe bhi satisfaction milega aur mujhe bhi."
Geeti ne Soham ki aankhon mein dekha. "Tum sach mein is sabse comfortable ho, Soham? Tumhe jalan (jealousy) nahi hoti?"
Soham ne uski taraf jhuk kar uske maathe ko chooma. "Mujhe jalan tab hoti jab tum mujhse chhupa kar kuch karti. Par yahan toh hum saath hain. I enjoy seeing you being wanted by the world. It makes me feel proud that you belong only to me, even if the whole internet is masturbating to your pictures. Kya tum comfortable ho?"
Geeti ne dheere se sar hilaya. Ek ajeeb sa nasha us par haavi ho raha tha. "Haan... shayad. Agar tum saath ho toh."
Soham ne nashta khatam kiya aur Geeti ko khinch kar sofa par apne bagal mein bitha liya. Usne Geeti ka phone uthaya aur usme wahi Instagram aur Reddit accounts login kiye jo kal raat banaye gaye the.
"Dekho," Soham ne screen dikhayi. "Kal raat ki un teen photos par ab hazaron likes hain. Aur DMs toh bhare pade hain."
Geeti ne darte-darte screen ki taraf dekha. Woh anjaan mard use 'Goddess', 'Hotwife', aur 'Sexy Manager' keh kar pukaar rahe the. Soham ek-ek karke gande aur bold comments padhne laga, aur Geeti ke kaan mein unka matlab samjhane laga.
"Dekho Geeti, yeh aadmi keh raha hai ki agar woh tumhare office mein hota, toh tumhara pallu gira kar tumhe wahi desk par leta deta. Imagine karo... agar tum kal bank jao aur tumhe pata ho ki tumhare aaspas ke mard aise khayal rakh rahe hain, toh tumhe kaisa lagega?"
Geeti ki saansein phir se bhaari hone lagin. Soham uske dimaag ke saath khel raha tha, use agle kadam ke liye taiyar kar raha tha. Soham ne apna haath Geeti ki kamar par rakha aur dheere-dheere use sehlane laga.
"Ab humein sochna hai ki agla 'post' kya hoga. Kuch aisa jo unhe aur pagal kar de. Shayad... office ke washroom se koi teaser?"
Geeti ne Soham ki taraf dekh kar ek naughty smile di. "Tum bohut shaitaan ho gaye ho, Soham."
"Sirf tumhare liye," Soham ne jawab diya. Dono wahi baithe rahe, internet par bikhri apni hawas ki numaish ko dekhte hue, aur agle bade 'kaand' ki planning karte hue. Geeti ka sanskari chola ab utar chuka tha, aur woh apni is nayi, gandi duniya ko poori tarah apnane ke liye taiyar thi.