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Main Priya ko paanch saal se jaanta hoon. Woh ek time ki top fashion model thi aur main Mumbai ka professional photographer. Uske saath kai baar shoots kiye hain – magazines, ads, ramp walks. Uska figure bilkul perfect tha – slim waist, sharp features, aur woh camera ke saamne jaise jaadu kar deti thi. Phir ek saal pehle usne ek ameer businessman se shaadi kar li. Pune se Mumbai shift ho gayi, ghar sambhalne lagi aur thodi weight gain ho gayi. Agencies ne usko slim-fit campaigns ke liye reject karna shuru kar diya. Main bhi dusri models pe switch kar gaya tha.
Teen mahine pehle mujhe ek traditional saree brand ka campaign mila. Client chahte the ki model relatable ho – modern Indian housewife jaisi, thodi curvy aur confident. Priya ka naam dimag mein aaya. Ab woh curvier ho gayi thi, lekin experience toh purana tha. Maine call kiya aur bola, “Priya, ek saree shoot hai. Interested hai kya?” Woh turant excited ho gayi, “Arjun, bilkul! Main bored ho rahi thi ghar pe. Kal studio aa jaati hoon.”
Studio mera Andheri West mein tha – chhota sa but fully equipped, soft lights aur big mirrors wala. Jab woh aayi, toh main shock ho gaya. Salwar kameez pehna tha loose wala, phir bhi uske hips aur boobs itne prominent the ki aankh ruk gayi. Face abhi bhi utna hi sundar tha – woh classic homely beauty, lekin ab extra curves ke saath. “Arjun bhai, kitna time ho gaya!” usne muskuraate hue kaha aur hug kar liya. Main soch raha tha ki client ko kaise convince karun, lekin uski excitement dekh kar maine socha, “Chal, try karte hain.”
Maine usko wardrobe se ek beautiful maroon silk saree diya – low waist wala, thin border, aur matching blouse. “Jaldi change kar lo, quick test shoot karte hain,” bola. Jab woh andar gayi, main lights set karne laga. Camera ready tha, tripod pe.
“Arjun, ready!” uski awaaz aayi.
Main ne dekha toh dil dhadak gaya. Saree uske voluptuous body pe bilkul second skin ki tarah lapet rakhi thi. Pallu thoda side pe, navel half-visible, aur woh curvy figure jaise saree ko aur bhi sensual bana rahi thi. “Waah Priya… tu toh bilkul fire lag rahi hai yaar,” main bol pada. Woh sharma gayi, gaal laal ho gaye. “Thanks Rohan… actually ab weight gain ke baad thoda confident nahi rehta tha, lekin aaj feel ho raha hai ki main wapas aa sakti hoon.”
Main ne poochha, “Ab bata, stats kya hain ab?”
Woh thoda sa shy smile ke saath boli, “38-32-46… ab plus size category mein aa gayi hoon lagta hai.”
Main hans pada, “Perfect! Aaj kal curvy models ka market garam hai. Client ko yeh pics bhejta hoon, agar pasand aaye toh full shoot fix.”
Usne haan kiya aur pose dene lagi. Pehla pose – side angle, pallu adjust kiya, haath kamar pe, ek taraf hip pop out. Saree ka pleats thoda side mein, bare waist aur hip curve clearly dikh raha tha. Main click-click karta gaya. Phir woh twist karke, haath upar karke, navel full expose. Har pose mein uski soft skin, curvy lines, aur woh desi beauty camera mein killer lag rahi thi.
Half hour baad main satisfied tha client ke liye, lekin personally… dil mein kuch aur tha. Uske curves dekh ke control nahi ho raha tha. Maine casually bola, “Priya, ab thode sexy poses? Personal collection ke liye… agar comfortable ho toh.”
Woh thoda ruk gayi, phir naughty smile diya. Haath sar pe rakh ke, left hip out, navel bilkul clear. “Aise?”
“Perfect,” main bola aur shoot karta raha. Woh piche ghumi, back pose diya – saree low back mein, hips ka full view. Ab main full hard ho chuka tha. Himmat juta ke bola, “Priya… saree thoda upar kar ke bottom show kar sakti hai? Bas artistic angle ke liye.”
Woh peeth peeche kiye khadi thi. Saree aur petticoat dheere dheere upar uthane lagi… knee tak, phir thighs tak. Main camera video mode pe kar chuka tha. Phir woh ruk gayi aur hans ke piche mud gayi. “Arre wah, serious ho kya?”
Main ne kaha, “Sorry yaar, mazak nahi tha… tu itni hot lag rahi thi ki control nahi hua.”
Usne pallu side kiya aur aankhon mein dekha, “Rohan, pehle jab sab ladkiyan kehti thi ki tu unke saath… main sochti thi ki main kyun nahi? Shaadi-shuda hoon isliye? Ya phir ab curvy ho gayi hoon toh interest nahi?”
Main confuse ho gaya. Usne haath fold kiye aur demand kiya, “Bata na… shaadi ki wajah se avoid kiya tha kya?”
Main ne socha – yeh test hai ya real? Maine kareeb gaya, uski aankhon mein dekha aur dheere se lips pe kiss kar diya. Woh nahi hati. Main ne uski kamar pakdi aur khinch liya. Uski soft boobs mere seene se takraaye, waist garam aur silky feel hui. Kiss gehra hota gaya. Haath neeche hips pe gaye, saree ke upar se uski badi gaand ko massage karne laga. Woh bhi mujhe tightly pakad ke kiss kar rahi thi.
Kiss chhod ke main ne uske boobs pe muh ragda – saree aur blouse ke upar se hi. Phir blouse ke hooks khole, bra utari. Uski full, heavy breasts bahar aayi – pink nipples already hard. Main ne ek nipple muh mein liya aur zor se choosa. “Aaaahh Rohan…” woh moan kar gayi. Dusra nipple bhi same treatment.
Neeche jhuk ke main uski saree upar uthane laga. Panties utar di. Uski clean shaved pussy bilkul wet aur inviting thi. Main ne ghutno pe baith ke kiss kiya, phir tongue se lick karne laga. Woh saree upar pakad ke legs spread kar rahi thi. Meri tongue uski clit pe ghum rahi thi, pussy juice ka tangy taste muh mein aa raha tha. Phir usko ghuma diya – ab uski badi, round gaand mere saamne. Main ne dono haathon se cheeks spread kiye aur asshole pe bhi tongue daal di. Woh pagal ho rahi thi, “Oh fuck… Rohan yeh kya kar raha hai tu…”
Chair laaya, usko baithaya aur apne kapde utare. Woh chair pe baithi thi, saree upar kiye, aankhein meri cock pe. Usne muh khola aur pura andar le liya – deep throat, garam saans, tongue ghumaati hui. Main uske baal pakad ke dheere control karta raha.
Phir usko doggy style mein floor pe. Saree upar, gaand upar. Pehle pussy mein daala – tight, wet, garam. Zor-zor se dhakke maare. Phir uski gaand mein switch kiya. Woh pehle dard se chillaayi lekin baad mein enjoy karne lagi. Lubrication ke liye pussy juice use kiya aur zor se chodta raha. Last mein uski pussy mein hi jhad gaya – pura bhar diya.
Woh thak ke floor pe baith gayi, muskuraati hui. “Tere liye ek surprise hai Rohan…”
Main ne poochha, “Kya?”
“Main already pregnant try kar rahi thi… lekin husband se nahi. Tujhse. Main chahti thi ki mera baby smart aur handsome ho… jaise tu.”
Main stunned. “Kya bol rahi hai tu?”
Woh hansi, “Serious hoon. Shaadi sirf paiso ke liye ki thi. Ab main daily shoot ke bahane aati rahungi. Promise?”
Us din se hum dono ka secret affair shuru ho gaya. Har hafte ek “saree shoot” hota, kabhi lingerie trial, kabhi nude concept. Teen mahine baad usko confirm ho gaya – pregnant thi. Husband ko pata nahi chala, woh khush tha apne “apne” bachche ke liye. Priya ne ek healthy beta janam diya – bilkul mera look.
Aaj bhi woh apne rich husband ke saath rehti hai, lekin har mahine ek baar studio aati hai. “Professional shoot” ke naam pe hum dono ko wild nights milte hain. Main abhi bhi single hoon… kyuki Priya jaisi curvy, hot aur smart partner kahan milegi? Kabhi kabhi sochta hoon – photoshoots kabhi kabhi “wrong” nahi jaate, woh bilkul right ho jaate hain. ?
Teen mahine pehle mujhe ek traditional saree brand ka campaign mila. Client chahte the ki model relatable ho – modern Indian housewife jaisi, thodi curvy aur confident. Priya ka naam dimag mein aaya. Ab woh curvier ho gayi thi, lekin experience toh purana tha. Maine call kiya aur bola, “Priya, ek saree shoot hai. Interested hai kya?” Woh turant excited ho gayi, “Arjun, bilkul! Main bored ho rahi thi ghar pe. Kal studio aa jaati hoon.”
Studio mera Andheri West mein tha – chhota sa but fully equipped, soft lights aur big mirrors wala. Jab woh aayi, toh main shock ho gaya. Salwar kameez pehna tha loose wala, phir bhi uske hips aur boobs itne prominent the ki aankh ruk gayi. Face abhi bhi utna hi sundar tha – woh classic homely beauty, lekin ab extra curves ke saath. “Arjun bhai, kitna time ho gaya!” usne muskuraate hue kaha aur hug kar liya. Main soch raha tha ki client ko kaise convince karun, lekin uski excitement dekh kar maine socha, “Chal, try karte hain.”
Maine usko wardrobe se ek beautiful maroon silk saree diya – low waist wala, thin border, aur matching blouse. “Jaldi change kar lo, quick test shoot karte hain,” bola. Jab woh andar gayi, main lights set karne laga. Camera ready tha, tripod pe.
“Arjun, ready!” uski awaaz aayi.
Main ne dekha toh dil dhadak gaya. Saree uske voluptuous body pe bilkul second skin ki tarah lapet rakhi thi. Pallu thoda side pe, navel half-visible, aur woh curvy figure jaise saree ko aur bhi sensual bana rahi thi. “Waah Priya… tu toh bilkul fire lag rahi hai yaar,” main bol pada. Woh sharma gayi, gaal laal ho gaye. “Thanks Rohan… actually ab weight gain ke baad thoda confident nahi rehta tha, lekin aaj feel ho raha hai ki main wapas aa sakti hoon.”
Main ne poochha, “Ab bata, stats kya hain ab?”
Woh thoda sa shy smile ke saath boli, “38-32-46… ab plus size category mein aa gayi hoon lagta hai.”
Main hans pada, “Perfect! Aaj kal curvy models ka market garam hai. Client ko yeh pics bhejta hoon, agar pasand aaye toh full shoot fix.”
Usne haan kiya aur pose dene lagi. Pehla pose – side angle, pallu adjust kiya, haath kamar pe, ek taraf hip pop out. Saree ka pleats thoda side mein, bare waist aur hip curve clearly dikh raha tha. Main click-click karta gaya. Phir woh twist karke, haath upar karke, navel full expose. Har pose mein uski soft skin, curvy lines, aur woh desi beauty camera mein killer lag rahi thi.
Half hour baad main satisfied tha client ke liye, lekin personally… dil mein kuch aur tha. Uske curves dekh ke control nahi ho raha tha. Maine casually bola, “Priya, ab thode sexy poses? Personal collection ke liye… agar comfortable ho toh.”
Woh thoda ruk gayi, phir naughty smile diya. Haath sar pe rakh ke, left hip out, navel bilkul clear. “Aise?”
“Perfect,” main bola aur shoot karta raha. Woh piche ghumi, back pose diya – saree low back mein, hips ka full view. Ab main full hard ho chuka tha. Himmat juta ke bola, “Priya… saree thoda upar kar ke bottom show kar sakti hai? Bas artistic angle ke liye.”
Woh peeth peeche kiye khadi thi. Saree aur petticoat dheere dheere upar uthane lagi… knee tak, phir thighs tak. Main camera video mode pe kar chuka tha. Phir woh ruk gayi aur hans ke piche mud gayi. “Arre wah, serious ho kya?”
Main ne kaha, “Sorry yaar, mazak nahi tha… tu itni hot lag rahi thi ki control nahi hua.”
Usne pallu side kiya aur aankhon mein dekha, “Rohan, pehle jab sab ladkiyan kehti thi ki tu unke saath… main sochti thi ki main kyun nahi? Shaadi-shuda hoon isliye? Ya phir ab curvy ho gayi hoon toh interest nahi?”
Main confuse ho gaya. Usne haath fold kiye aur demand kiya, “Bata na… shaadi ki wajah se avoid kiya tha kya?”
Main ne socha – yeh test hai ya real? Maine kareeb gaya, uski aankhon mein dekha aur dheere se lips pe kiss kar diya. Woh nahi hati. Main ne uski kamar pakdi aur khinch liya. Uski soft boobs mere seene se takraaye, waist garam aur silky feel hui. Kiss gehra hota gaya. Haath neeche hips pe gaye, saree ke upar se uski badi gaand ko massage karne laga. Woh bhi mujhe tightly pakad ke kiss kar rahi thi.
Kiss chhod ke main ne uske boobs pe muh ragda – saree aur blouse ke upar se hi. Phir blouse ke hooks khole, bra utari. Uski full, heavy breasts bahar aayi – pink nipples already hard. Main ne ek nipple muh mein liya aur zor se choosa. “Aaaahh Rohan…” woh moan kar gayi. Dusra nipple bhi same treatment.
Neeche jhuk ke main uski saree upar uthane laga. Panties utar di. Uski clean shaved pussy bilkul wet aur inviting thi. Main ne ghutno pe baith ke kiss kiya, phir tongue se lick karne laga. Woh saree upar pakad ke legs spread kar rahi thi. Meri tongue uski clit pe ghum rahi thi, pussy juice ka tangy taste muh mein aa raha tha. Phir usko ghuma diya – ab uski badi, round gaand mere saamne. Main ne dono haathon se cheeks spread kiye aur asshole pe bhi tongue daal di. Woh pagal ho rahi thi, “Oh fuck… Rohan yeh kya kar raha hai tu…”
Chair laaya, usko baithaya aur apne kapde utare. Woh chair pe baithi thi, saree upar kiye, aankhein meri cock pe. Usne muh khola aur pura andar le liya – deep throat, garam saans, tongue ghumaati hui. Main uske baal pakad ke dheere control karta raha.
Phir usko doggy style mein floor pe. Saree upar, gaand upar. Pehle pussy mein daala – tight, wet, garam. Zor-zor se dhakke maare. Phir uski gaand mein switch kiya. Woh pehle dard se chillaayi lekin baad mein enjoy karne lagi. Lubrication ke liye pussy juice use kiya aur zor se chodta raha. Last mein uski pussy mein hi jhad gaya – pura bhar diya.
Woh thak ke floor pe baith gayi, muskuraati hui. “Tere liye ek surprise hai Rohan…”
Main ne poochha, “Kya?”
“Main already pregnant try kar rahi thi… lekin husband se nahi. Tujhse. Main chahti thi ki mera baby smart aur handsome ho… jaise tu.”
Main stunned. “Kya bol rahi hai tu?”
Woh hansi, “Serious hoon. Shaadi sirf paiso ke liye ki thi. Ab main daily shoot ke bahane aati rahungi. Promise?”
Us din se hum dono ka secret affair shuru ho gaya. Har hafte ek “saree shoot” hota, kabhi lingerie trial, kabhi nude concept. Teen mahine baad usko confirm ho gaya – pregnant thi. Husband ko pata nahi chala, woh khush tha apne “apne” bachche ke liye. Priya ne ek healthy beta janam diya – bilkul mera look.
Aaj bhi woh apne rich husband ke saath rehti hai, lekin har mahine ek baar studio aati hai. “Professional shoot” ke naam pe hum dono ko wild nights milte hain. Main abhi bhi single hoon… kyuki Priya jaisi curvy, hot aur smart partner kahan milegi? Kabhi kabhi sochta hoon – photoshoots kabhi kabhi “wrong” nahi jaate, woh bilkul right ho jaate hain. ?
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