Adultery Mrs. Archana - Gupt Patrakar (Undercover Journalist)

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Update 54 Archana ka mission - Mission Pen-Drive - Karan Se Chudai

Cafe Lounge se bahar nikalte hi Archana ki aankhon se aansu behne lage. Woh parking lot tak pahunchi aur car ke steering wheel par sir rakh kar ro padi. Roma ki woh sakht aankhein, recording, aur woh last chance wali baat – sab kuch uske dil par patthar ki tarah gir raha tha.


Ek taraf dosti... dusri taraf apna sach. Lekin is pen drive ke bina kuch nahi hoga.

Ab problem this ki Karan 3 din ke liye achanak se bahar gaye huye the toh din dinon tak Archana ko wait karna pada. Aaakhir woh din aa hi gaya.

Archana subah apne office ke liye nikalne hi wali thi ki Meena ka call aya ki bahut din huye the mile huye. Iisliye archana pehle Meena ke ghar chali gayi.

Archana ne Meena ke ghar ki doorbell bajai, Meena ne darwaza khola. Meena coffee bana rahi thi. Meena ne usko dekhte hi gale lagaya.


Meena (uske baal sahlate hue): “Kya hua yaar? Aur kuch tension mein ho kya?”


Archana ne sab bata diya –Roma se milna uska Interpol agent hona, uski rana ke saath ki recording, dhamki, pen drive ki maang aur woh ro padi.

Meena ne usko tightly pakad liya aur maathe par kiss kiya. “Main hoon na tere saath. Jo bhi karna hai, hum milkar karenge. Par abhi thoda relax kar.”


Dono sofa par baith gayi. Meena ne Archana ki saree ka pallu side mein kiya aur uske gore gaal par narm kiss kiya. Archana ki aankhein band ho gayi. Kal raat ki yaad se uska badan garam hone laga. Meena ne dheere se uske hothon ko chuma – pyar bhara, gehra kiss. Haath uski kamar par firte hue chuchiyon tak pahunch gaye. Archana ne bhi respond kiya, Meena ki neck ko chumte hue. Lekin is baar sirf comfort tha – zyada nahi. Dono kuch der tak ek dusre se lipte rahe.

Archana (dheere se): “Meena... main Karan ke paas ja rahi hoon. Pen drive churana padega. Yeh meri last chance hai.”


Meena ne sirf uska haath pakad liya aur bola, “Safe rehna. Main wait karungi.”



Raat 9:30 baje Karan ke Hotel Suite pahunchti hain Archana.


Archana pahunchi – deep maroon silk saree mein, deep neck blouse, halka makeup. Andar micro duplicator aur chhota recorder jo Roma ne use diya tha woh chhupa rakha tha. Karan ne darwaza khola aur usko dheere se apne seene se laga liya. Koi jhatka nahi, koi zabardasti nahi – sirf gehri ichchha.


Karan (uske kaan mein fusa-fusa kar): “Archana... aaj tum bahut khubsurat lag rahi ho. Jaise koi purana sapna sach ho gaya ho.”


Archana ne uske seene par haath phera. “Karan ji... aaj mujhe sirf aapki bahon mein khona hai. Bahut tension hai... aap hi mujhe sukoon de sakte ho.”


Dono bed par let gaye. Karan ne uski saree ka pallu dheere se neeche sarka diya. Blouse ke hooks ek-ek karke khole aur uske bade, soft chuchiyon ko narm haathon se sehlaya.

Archana ne uske seene par sir rakh diya. “Karan ji… aaj mujhe sirf aap chahiye. Poori tarah… bahut gehraai tak.”


Karan ne uski saree ka pallu dheere se neeche sarka diya. Blouse ke har hook ko ek-ek karke khola aur uske bade, soft, gore chuchiyon ko bahar nikala. Usne unko narm haathon se sehlaya, phir jeebh se nipples ko chuma, dheere-dheere chusa, jaise unko pyar se khilana chahta ho. Archana ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne Karan ke baal mein haath daal kar uska sir aur gehra dabaya.

“Uffff… Karan ji… aise hi… bahut achha lag raha hai…”


Karan ne usko utha kar bed par litaya. Saree ko dheere se upar kiya, panty ko side mein karke uski geeli chut par apna muh rakh diya. Uski jeebh dheere se clit ko sehla rahi thi, phir tez hoti gayi, andar-bahar kar rahi thi. Archana ki taange kaanp rahi thi. Woh Karan ke sir ko pakad kar moan kar rahi thi, “Ahhh… Karan ji… aur gehra… please mat rukna…”




Hotel suite ke bed par dono abhi bhi ek dusre se lipte hue the. Karan ne Archana ko aur tightly apne seene se laga liya. Uski saans uske kaan mein garam-garam pad rahi thi.



Karan gehri saans lete hue bed par let raha tha, uska nanga badan paseene se chamak raha tha. Archana uske bagal mein leti thi, uski chut abhi bhi Karan ke maal aur apne ras se geeli aur sooji hui thi. Lekin Karan ki aankhon mein abhi bhi wohi bhukh thi. Usne Archana ki taraf dekha aur muskurate hue bola,

Karan: “Archana… teri chut toh maine poori tarah chod li… ab teri woh garam muh… woh expert jeebh… mujhe phir se chahiye.”
Archana ki aankhein chamak uthi. Mission, pen drive, Roma – sab kuch ek pal ke liye phir se dhundhla sa ho gaya. Woh uthi aur Karan ke pairon ke beech baith gayi. Uski badi-badi gore chuchiyan uchhal rahi thi, nipples sakht aur laal. Usne Karan ke mota, abhi bhi half-hard lund ko haath mein pakda aur usko dheere se sehlane lagi.

Archana ek seductive smile ke saath, aankhein Karan ki aankhon mein daalte hue: “Karan … aapka yeh mota lund… itna tasty hai… main ise poora muh mein le kar chusungi aaj… aap bas maze lo.”

Usne lund ki tip ko apne gulabi hothon se chuma. Phir jeebh bahar nikaali aur tip ke chhed par gol-gol ghumane lagi. Karan ki saans tez ho gayi. Archana ne dheere se poora supad muh mein le liya, jeebh se andar se chatte hue, aur zor se chusne lagi. ‘Slurp… slurp…’ ki madak awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Karan ke haath uske baalon mein the. Archana ne aur gehraai mein lund ko muh mein liya – gale tak, poora. Uski aankhein Karan ki taraf thi, aankhon mein ek naughty sparkle. Woh lund ko muh se bahar nikaalte hue uski jeebh se poori length chatne lagi – balls tak, phir wapas upar tip tak.

Archana : “Mmmm… Karan ji… aapka lund kitna mota aur garam hai… mujhe yeh chusne ka bahut mann karta hai…”
Usne phir se poora lund muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi. Uski gardan upar-neeche ho rahi thi, lund poora gale tak ja raha tha. Karan ki aankhein band ho gayi thi maze se.
Karan : “Uffff Archana… teri muh ki garmahat… teri jeebh… kitni expert ho tu… ahhh… aur zor se chus… poora muh chod meri randi…”
Archana ne speed badha di. Woh lund ko muh mein lekar zor-zor se chus rahi thi, kabhi kabhi balls ko haath se sehlati, kabhi jeebh se unko chat-ti. Laar uske hothon se beh rahi thi, lund ko chamakdaar bana rahi thi. Usne ek haath Karan ke balls par rakha aur dheere se dabaya, dusre haath se lund ki base ko pakad kar chus rahi thi.
Phir woh 69 position mein aa gayi – apni geeli chut Karan ke muh par rakh kar, aur khud uska lund muh mein lekar pagalpan se chusne lagi. Karan ne uski chut ko chaatna shuru kar diya, jeebh andar daal kar, lekin Archana ka focus sirf lund par tha.

Archana ab lund chuste hue, muh bhara hua: “Mmmm… ahhh… Karan ji… poora muh bhar do mera aapke lund se…”

Karan ka lund ab poora sakht aur phoola hua tha. Archana ne apni jeebh ko lund ke neeche wali vein par zor se ferte hue tez chusai ki. Karan ki kamar uchhal uthi.

Karan: “Archana… aaj main tumhe poori tarah jeena chahta hoon… har inch… har saans… tumhari har siski sunna chahta hoon.”


Archana ki aankhein band ho gayi. Pen drive, Roma, Roshan – sab kuch ek pal ke liye jaise dhundhla sa ho gaya. Sirf Karan ka badan, uski garam saans aur uska mota lund jo abhi bhi uski chut ke andar halke-halke dhark raha tha.


Karan ne dheere se usko bed par litaya aur uske upar chadh gaya. Usne Archana ki dono taange apne kandhon par rakh li aur apna mota lund ko uski geeli chut ke muh par ragadne laga – sirf tip se, bahar-bahar, andar nahi. Archana ki kamar uchhal rahi thi.


Archana ki siskiyan bharte hue: “Karan ji… please… andar daal do… bahut tadap rahi hoon main…”


Karan muskuraya aur ek tez dhakka maara. Pura lund jad tak andar chala gaya. Archana ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Aaaahhh… uffff… itna gehra… phaad diya meri chut ko aaj…”


Karan ne rhythm pakda – dheere dheere, gehre dhakke. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi chuchiyan uchhal rahi thi. Karan ne ek chuchi muh mein le li, nipple ko daant se halke se kheenchte hue chusne laga. Dusri chuchi ko haath se zor-zor se dabane laga. Archana ke haath Karan ki peeth par the, uske naakhun uski skin mein gad rahe the.


Position badli. Karan ne usko ghodi banaya. Peeche se uski kamar pakad kar zor-zor se thokne laga. Har dhakke ke saath ‘puch-puch’ ki madak awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Archana ki gaand har dhakke ke saath uchhal rahi thi, laal ho chuki thi.


Karan (uski gaand pe thappad marte hue): “Le le meri jaan… teri yeh moti gaand… uffff… kitni tight hai teri chut… mujhe pagal kar deti hai tu…”


Archana ka dimag ab bilkul khali tha. Sirf masti thi. Woh peeche ki taraf apni gaand hila rahi thi, Karan ke har dhakke ka jawab de rahi thi. “Haan Karan ji… aur tez… phaad do meri chut… main aapki hoon aaj poori tarah… ahhh… ahhh… mar jaungi…”


Karan ne uske baal pakad kar uska sir peeche kheench liya aur aur tez dhakke maare. Archana ka pura badan kaanp raha tha. Usne pehla zor-dar orgasm feel kiya – uski chut Karan ke lund ko kas-kas kar pakad rahi thi.


Lekin Karan abhi rukne wala nahi tha. Usne Archana ko utha kar standing position mein wall se laga diya. Uski ek taang upar utha kar lund andar daala aur khade-khade zor-zor se chodne laga. Dono ke hoth ek dusre se chipke hue the, jeebh ek dusre ki jeebh ko chus rahi thi.


Archana (saans phoolte hue, Karan ke gale se lipat kar): “Karan ji… bahut gehra… uffff… aise hi chodte raho… main phir se aa rahi hoon… aaaahhhh!




Doosra orgasm – is baar aur tez. Archana ki taange kaanp rahi thi, uska ras Karan ke lund par beh raha tha.


Karan ne usko phir se bed par litaya. Ab missionary mein, dono ki aankhein ek dusre mein doob gayi thi. Karan ne bahut gehre, tez dhakke maare. Har dhakke ke saath uski chuchiyan uchhal rahi thi aur Karan unko chus raha tha.


Karan (uske hoth chuste hue): “Archana… tumhari chut… kitni garam aur geeli hai… main yahin rehna chahta hoon hamesha…”


Intensity itni badh gayi thi ki Archana ka dimag poori tarah se mission se door ho chuka tha. Pen drive chori karne ka plan, Roma ka ultimatum – sab bhool gayi thi. Sirf yeh pal tha – Karan ka badan, uska lund, uski masti.


Teesra orgasm dono saath mein aaya. Karan ne zor se chillaya aur Archana ki chut ke andar hi dher sara garam maal chhod diya. Archana bhi uske saath hi zor se jhad gayi – uski chut spasam mein thi, pura badan kaanp raha tha.


Dono thak kar ek dusre ki bahon mein gir pade. Karan uske maathe par, gaalon par, hothon par pyar bhare kiss kar raha tha. Archana uske seene par sir rakh kar saans le rahi thi.


Update 64: Karan Ke Saath Doosri Aag – Mission Ka Bhoola Hua Raaz
Dono thak kar ek dusre ki bahon mein let rahe the, lekin Karan ki aankhon mein abhi bhi wohi bhukh thi. Usne Archana ko aur gehraai se apne seene se laga liya. Uski ungliyan uski peeth par dheere-dheere ghum rahi thi, phir uski moti gaand ko sehlane lagi.
Karan (uske kaan mein garam saans phenkte hue): “Archana… ek baar aur… main abhi bhi tumhe poora feel nahi kar paya… aaj raat khatam hi nahi honi chahiye.”
Archana ki chut abhi bhi Karan ke lund ke ras se geeli thi. Usne sirf muskurakar uske hothon ko chuma aur dheere se bola, “Phir se… Karan ji… mujhe bhi aur chahiye… poori tarah bhar do mujhe.”
Karan ne usko bed par litaya aur turant uske upar chadh gaya. Is baar koi dheere shuruat nahi thi. Usne Archana ki dono taange faila kar apna mota, abhi bhi sakht lund ko ek hi tez dhakke mein andar ghusa diya. Archana ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Aaaahhh… uffff… phir se… itna mota… meri chut phat rahi hai Karan ji…”

 

Karan ne zor-zor ke dhakke maare – har dhakke gehra, tezi se, jaise woh usko andar tak nigalna chahta ho. Archana ki badi chuchiyan zor-zor se uchhal rahi thi. Karan ne dono haathon se unko pakad kar masla, nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya aur phir muh mein le kar zor se chusne laga. Archana ke naakhun uski peeth par gad rahe the.
Archana (zor se moan karte hue): “Haan Karan ji… aur tez… meri chut ko phaad do… ahhh… bahut gehra… uffff… aise hi chodte raho mujhe…”
Karan ne usko ghodi banaya. Peeche se uski kamar pakad kar paglo ki tarah thokne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski gaand laal ho rahi thi aur ‘puch-puch-puch’ ki madak awaaz pura suite bhar rahi thi. Karan ne uski gaand pe zor-zor ke thappad maare, phir uski kamar ko pakad kar aur gehre dhakke maare. Archana ka muh takiya mein daba hua tha, lekin uski siskiyaan phir bhi kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Karan (uski gaand ko thappad marte hue): “Le le saali… teri yeh moti gaand… teri tight chut… mujhe pagal kar deti hai… ahhh… le… aur le…”
Position badli – Karan ne usko apne upar utha liya. Archana uske lund par baith kar zor-zor se kudne lagi. Uski chuchiyan Karan ke muh ke saamne uchhal rahi thi. Karan ne unko muh mein le kar chusne laga, daant se kheenchte hue. Archana ki chut uske lund ko kas-kas kar nigal rahi thi.
Intensity itni badh gayi thi ki Archana ka dimag poori tarah khali ho chuka tha. Sirf masti thi – Karan ka lund, uske dhakke, uski haathon ki garmahat, uski jeebh.

Dono saath mein teesri baar jhad gaye. Karan ne zor se chillaya aur Archana ki chut ke andar hi aur dher sara garam maal chhod diya. Archana bhi uske saath hi zor se jhad gayi – uski chut spasam mein thi, pura badan kaanp raha tha, aankhein band, muh khula, siskiyaan nikal rahi thi.
Dono thak kar bed par gir pade. Karan uske upar hi leta raha, uske chuchiyon ke beech sir rakh kar saans le raha tha. Archana ki taange abhi bhi kaanp rahi thi.




Kuch der baad Karan uske seene se hat kar side mein let gaya aur thak kar aankhein band kar li. Archana uske bagal mein leti thi, uska nanga badan paseene se chamak raha tha, chut se dono ka mix ras beh raha tha.
Tabhi, jaise koi bijli ka jhatka laga, Archana ko yaad aaya.


Archana (apne man mein, aankhein khulte hue): Oh god… pen drive… Roma… mission… main yahan kya kar rahi thi? Itni masti mein sab bhool gayi thi… Karan ke lund ne mujhe itna pagal kar diya tha ki main apna asli kaam hi bhool gayi…
Uski nazar bed ke paas rakhe Karan ke coat par gayi. Pen drive abhi bhi wahi tha. Karan gehri neend mein tha, saansen bhari hui thi. Archana ne dheere se uth kar coat ki pocket mein haath daala. Asli pen drive nikaala, apna chhota duplicator jaldi se laga kar copy kar liya aur asli wapas rakh diya. Sab kuch sirf kuch seconds mein ho gaya.
Woh phir se Karan ke bagal mein let gayi, lekin ab uske dimag mein toofan uth chuka tha.
Archana (dil mein, aankhein band karte hue): Yeh copy mere paas hai… lekin ab kya? Roma ko de dun aur bach jaun? Ya khud isko decrypt karke apna asli scoop publish karun? Karan ke saath yeh closeness… yeh masti… sab itna intense tha ki main apna mission bhool gayi thi… par ab yaad aa gaya hai… ab yeh jaal se nikalna hoga.

Fir Ghar Pahunch Kar Archana ne laptop khola. Pen drive plug kiya. Lekin jaise hi files kholi – sab heavily encrypted. Sirf ek chhoti text file khul paayi:


“Project Phoenix – Final PhasePayment: ₹8 Crore Route: Bangkok-Mumbai Delete after reading.”


Bas itna hi. Baaki sab heavily encrypted tha – professional level ka, jise normal laptop se todna namumkin tha. Archana ne password try kiya, Karan ke naam, Rana ke naam, dates, lekin kuch nahi khula.


Archana (laptop ko thokte hue, frustration se): “Kya bakwas hai yeh! Itna mehnat karke churaya aur sirf yeh chhota sa hint? Poora ledger, videos, sab locked! Ab kya karun main?”


Woh bed par let gayi. Dimag mein do taraf ke vichar tezi se lad rahe the.


Pehla vichar – Pen Drive Roma ko de dena: Roma Interpol agent hai. Unke paas advanced decryption tools honge, team hogi, experts honge. Woh isko turant khol sakti hai. Mujhe protection milegi, case drop ho jayega. Lekin... phir mera asli kaam? Mera naam kahin nahi aayega. Saalon ki undercover mehnat, Vijay aur editor ki maut – sab Interpol ke internal file mein dafn ho jayega. Aur agar Roma mujhe sirf tool samajh rahi hai toh? Dosti ab duty ban chuki hai.


Doosra vichar – Khud Pen-Drive decrypt kar use karna aur assignment complete karna: Yeh pen drive mere paas hai. Agar main isko khud decrypt karwa lun – kisi hacker dost ke through ya dark web tool se – toh poora scoop mera hoga. “Gupt Patrakar Archana” ka naam headlines mein. Rana ka poora network expose. Phir main is jaal se bahar nikal sakti hoon. Lekin risk? Encryption itna strong hai ki galat tool use karne se file corrupt ho sakti hai. Aur agar Roshan ya Rana ko pata chal gaya ki maine copy banayi hai... toh agla body mera hoga. Akeli main isko handle kar paungi?


Archana ne laptop band kiya aur aankhein band kar li.




Archana (apne aap se, dheere se): Ek taraf dosti aur suraksha... dusri taraf apna sach aur apni mehnat ka phal. Lekin yeh encryption mujhe majboor kar raha hai. Roma ko bataun toh woh turant le legi. Khud try karun toh shayad sab barbaad ho jayega. Kya karun main?


Usne phone uthaya. Roma ka number screen par tha. Message type kiya – “Roma, pen drive mil gaya... lekin...” – lekin Archana message ko send karne se pehle message delete karti hain.


Archana ko Raat bhar neend nahi aayi. Subah hone wali thi aur uske paasbas ek din bacha tha.