Adultery Shanaya Ki Kahaniya

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Rohan uncle ne phone uthaya aur camera on kar diya. Main table ke paas khadi thi, red micro bikini mein. Champagne glass abhi bhi mere haath mein tha. Asraf side mein khada tha, uski nazrein mujh par thi lekin wo try kar raha tha polite dikhne ki.

“Beti, pehle natural pose de… glass haath mein rakh, thoda smile kar,” Rohan uncle ne kaha.

Maine glass uthaya, thoda sa head tilt kiya aur smile ki. Click. Unhone pehli pic li.

“Haan… ab thoda aage jhuk…,” unhone bola. iss pose me meri cleavage jyada acchi dikh rahi thi.

Maine dheere se aage jhuk kar pose diya. Mere stan gravity se neeche ki taraf ho rahe the. Red triangles almost failne wale the. Click. Click.

Rohan uncle ne phone check kiya. “Perfect. Ab peeche mud… gaand camera ki taraf.”

Main ghumi. Meri moti gaand Asraf aur camera dono ke saamne thi. Thin red string beech mein. Unhone kai pics li. 

“Thoda upar kar gaand… haan aise… string beech mein perfect.”

Phir unhone Asraf se kaha, “Asraf, thodi help kar. Iske haath peeche karwa de… chest aage aayegi.”Asraf thoda hesitate karke aage aaya. Usne dheere se mere dono haath pakde aur peeche ki taraf kiye. Uske haath mere skin se touch hue. Main feel kar sakti thi uski halki si garmi. Mere stan ab poori tarah ubhar aaye the.Rohan uncle ne click kiya. 

“Haan… bilkul aise. Asraf, iske baal side kar de… face clear dikhe.”Asraf ne mere baal dheere se side kiye. Uski ungliyan mere gaal se touch hui. Main thodi si kaanp gayi. Click.

Ab Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Beti, ab thoda side pose… ek pair aage, kamar twist.”

Maine pose diya. Unhone Asraf se bola, “Iske left side ko thoda adjust kar… bikini top theek nahi baith raha.”

Asraf ne dheere se mere left triangle ko adjust kiya. Uske haath mere stan ke edge se touch hue. Main siskari bharne wali thi lekin rok li.

Tabhi ek accident ho gaya. Jab Asraf ne top adjust karte hue string thodi si kheench di, left side ka triangle slip ho gaya. Mera poora left stan bahar nikal aaya — pink nipple, soft flesh, sab kuch Asraf aur camera ke saamne.

Main turant haath se cover karne lagi. “Uncle… oh no…”Rohan uncle hans pade. 

“Arre beti, tension mat le. Candid shot achhi aayi hogi. Asraf, tu dekh… kitna natural lag raha hai.”

Asraf ka chehra laal tha lekin usne nazrein nahi hatayi. 

“Sir… ma’am… bahut… natural.”

Rohan uncle ne phone check kiya. “Haan, full view aa gaya. Perfect. Ab top wapas theek karte hain.”

Unhone Asraf se kaha, “Help kar… knot khol ke tight kar dena.”

Asraf ne dheere se peeche se knot khola. Red string dhili ho gayi. Mera top almost failne wala tha. Usne string ko adjust kiya, mere stano ke around theek se set kiya, aur phir knot tight baandh diya. Uske haath pure process mein mere skin se touch ho rahe the. Main feel kar sakti thi uski ungliyan.

“Tight hai na ab?” Rohan uncle ne poocha.

Asraf ne dheere se kaha, “Haan sir… ab theek se baith gaya hai.”

Rohan uncle ne aur pics li. “Beti, ab dono haath upar… stretch kar.” Mere half erect nipples iss pose me clearly dikh rahe the.

Maine haath upar kiye. Red triangles tight the lekin shape saaf dikh raha tha. Click. Click.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab thoda jhuk ke… jaise kuch uthane wali ho.”

Maine jhuk kar pose diya. Meri gaand peeche ki taraf ubhar aayi. Asraf ne Rohan uncle ke signal par meri kamar ko thoda adjust kiya. Uske haath meri kamar par the.

Rohan uncle ne bola, “Asraf, iske bikini bottom ka side string thoda tight kar de… thoda upar chadha.”

Asraf ne peeche se bottom ki string adjust ki. Uske haath meri gaand ke edge se touch hue. Main thodi si siski nikaal di. 

“Sorry ma’am,” Asraf ne dheere se kaha.

“Koi baat nahi…” maine sharmate hue jawab diya.

Rohan uncle ne kai aur shots liye — different angles, different poses. Kabhi main bed ke edge par baithi, kabhi khidi ke paas, kabhi table par thoda sit. Har baar Asraf help kar raha tha positioning mein. Kabhi mere haath set karta, kabhi baal, kabhi bikini string.

Ek shot mein Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Ab thoda wild pose… ek haath stan par, dusra gaand par.”

Maine try kiya. Unhone Asraf se bola, “Iske haath theek se rakh… natural lage.”Asraf ne mere haath guide kiye. Uske touch se meri skin mein current daud raha tha. Main geeli ho rahi thi. Red bikini ke bottom mein feel ho raha tha. 

Rohan uncle ne last mein kaha, “Ek final shot… peeche se full ass focus. Asraf, isko thoda aage jhukwa de.”

Asraf ne meri kamar pakad kar dheere se aage jhukaya. Main table par haath rakh kar jhuk gayi. Meri gaand poori camera aur Asraf ke saamne thi. Thin string beech mein. Rohan uncle ne kai pics li.

“Perfect collection ban gaya beti,” unhone phone dikhate hue kaha. “Dekh Asraf… kitni hot pics hain.”

Asraf ne phone dekha. “Sir… really… ma’am looking extremely sexy in all these.”

Main sharma kar unke paas aa gayi. “Uncle… ab bas… bahut ho gaya. Asraf ke saamne itna…”

Rohan uncle ne mera haath pakda. “Bas thoda aur. Tu enjoy kar rahi hai na? Bol sach.”

Main unki aankhon mein dekhti hui dheere se boli, “Haan… thoda… bahut…”

Rohan uncle ne phone side mein rakh diya thodi der ke liye aur mujhe apne paas kheench liya. Asraf abhi bhi room mein khada tha, champagne glass haath mein. Red micro bikini abhi bhi mere sharir par thi, lekin pehle se kai baar adjust ho chuki thi. Meri skin garam thi, dil tez dhadak raha tha.

“Beti, ab thode couple poses try karte hain,” Rohan uncle ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. “ 

“Uncle… Asraf ke saamne couple poses… thoda weird nahi lagega?”

Unhone mera gaal sahlaaya. “Nahi. Ye bhi tera fantasy ka hissa hai. Asraf, phone le aur hamari couple pose capture kar.”

Asraf ne phone liya. Main Rohan uncle ke saath table ke paas khadi thi. Unhone mujhe apne seene se chipka liya. Mera red bikini top unki chest se ragad raha tha. Unka haath meri kamar par tha, neeche ki taraf sarakta hua meri gaand ke upar.

“Pehli pose… tight hug,” unhone kaha. “Mere gale mein haath daal, aankhon mein dekh.”

Maine unke gale mein haath daale. Unki daadi mere gaal se touch ho rahi thi. Unki body ki garmi meri skin par fail rahi thi. 

Asraf ne click kiya. “Sir… ek aur… thoda smile ke saath.”

Rohan uncle ne mera muh upar uthaya aur dheere se kiss kiya. Soft pehle, phir thoda gehra. Unki jeebh mere hothon ko chhoo rahi thi. Main siskari bharne wali thi. Asraf click kar raha tha. Meri nipples sakht ho chuke the, red cloth ke peeche se shape saaf dikh raha tha.

“Ab dusri pose,” Rohan uncle ne kaha. “Main peeche, tu aage. Mere haath tere stano par.”

Unhone mujhe ghumaya. Main unke seene se chipki hui thi, peeth unki chest se sati. Unke dono haath aage aaye aur mere red triangles ke upar se mere stano ko dabaya. Soft pressure. Meri saans ruki. Asraf ne side se pics li. “Sir… thoda tight grip… natural lage.” Ab asraf bhi maze lene laga tha iss situation ka. 

Rohan uncle ne thoda zor diya. Meri soft flesh unki ungliyon mein dab rahi thi. Main feel kar sakti thi unki ungliyan mere nipples ke around.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab bed par. Main letun, tu upar.”

Hum bed par chale gaye. Rohan uncle let gaye. Main unke upar chadh gayi, cowgirl position me. Meri taange unki sides mein. Red bikini bottom unke pant se ragad raha tha. Unhone mere hips pakde. 

Asraf ne upar se pics li. “Ma’am… thoda aage jhukie….”

Maine jhuk kar unke seene par haath rakha. Mere stan unke face ke bilkul paas the. Unhone head uthaya aur mere cleavage mein kiss kiya. Soft, geeli kiss. Main moan rok nahi paayi. 

“Uncle…”Asraf click kar raha tha. Meri skin par unki jeebh ki garmi feel ho rahi thi. Meri choot geeli hone lagi thi. Bikini bottom chipak raha tha.

Rohan uncle ne dheere se kaha, “Ab thoda aur intimate. Top hata dete hain.”

Maine aankhen badi kar ke dekha. “Uncle… Asraf ke saamne…”“Haan. Ye bhi pose ka hissa hai. Asraf, ready reh.”

Unhone peeche se mere bikini top ka knot khola. String dheeli ho gayi. Unhone dheere se bikini hata di. Mere dono stan poore bahar aa gaye — bhari, soft, pink nipples sakht. Asraf ki nazar seedhe un par gayi. Main haath se cover karne lagi lekin Rohan uncle ne rok diya.

“Nahi… natural. Haath mat laga.”

Main sharma kar unke seene mein muh chhupa liya. Mere nange stan unki chest se ragad rahe the. Unhone mere stano ko dono haathon se pakda aur masalne lage. Soft, circular motion. Meri nipples unki ungliyon mein the. Asraf ne kai pics li. 

“Sir… side angle se le lu?.” Rohan uncle ne mera ek stan uthaya aur Asraf ki taraf kiya. “Dekh… kitna perfect shape.”

Main feel kar sakti thi Asraf ki nazar. Meri saansein tez thi. Meri choot ab bilkul geeli thi. Bottom mein wetness feel ho rahi thi.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab bottom bhi. Full nude poses.”

Maine dheere se kaha, “Uncle… ab toh poori nangi…”Unhone mera bottom ka side string khola. Dheere se neeche sarkaya. Main unke upar hi thi. Bikini bottom nikal gaya. Ab main poori nangi unke upar baithi thi. Meri choot unke pant se seedhe touch ho rahi thi. Unka sakht lund feel ho raha tha.

Asraf ne phone adjust kiya. “Sir… upar se full body?”

Rohan uncle ne mere hips pakde aur thoda upar-neeche kiya. Meri nangi choot unke sakht lund par ragad rahi thi. 

Main moan kar uthi. “Aaaah… uncle…” Unhone mera ek stan muh mein le liya. Chusne lage. Jebhh se ghumate hue. Main unke baalon mein haath daal kar unka sir kheench rahi thi. Asraf click kar raha tha. Room mein sirf shutter ki awaaz aur meri siskiyan thi.

“Ab dono nange,” Rohan uncle ne kaha. Unhone mujhe side mein litaya. Khud uth kar pant utarne lage. Main unhe dekh rahi thi. Unka mota lund bahar aaya — sakht, nasen ubhri hui, precum se chamakta.

Asraf ne phone pakde rakha. Rohan uncle bed par aa gaye. Hum dono nange the. Unhone mujhe apne upar kheench liya. Meri nangi body unki nangi body se chipak gayi. Stan unki chest se, choot unke lund se.

“Couple nude pose,” unhone kaha aur hasne lage. “Asraf, capture kar.”

Asraf ne kai angles se li. Hum side by side let gaye. Unka haath mere stan par, mera haath unke lund par. Soft grip. Main feel kar sakti thi unki garmi, unki nason ki dhadkan.

Phir unhone mujhe missionary position mein litaya. Unka lund meri choot ke upar ragad raha tha. Asraf ne upar se pics li. “Sir… thoda closer… faces bhi.”Rohan uncle ne mera muh kiss kiya. Deep, gehra. Unki jeebh meri jeebh se mil rahi thi. Main unke peeth par naakhun gada rahi thi. Meri taange unki kamar ke around thi. Unka lund meri geeli choot par slip kar raha tha.

“Asraf, peeche se bhi le… full view.”

Asraf bed ke foot end par aaya. Unhone meri taange chaudi ki. Meri khuli choot, unka lund uske upar — sab clear. Click. Click.

Main feel kar rahi thi: Asraf ki nazar, Rohan uncle ki body ki garmi, unke lund ka pressure, meri own wetness, room ki thandi hawa meri nangi skin par. Excitement itni thi ki meri legs kaanp rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne dheere se kaha, “Ab last set. Tu neeche, main upar se dominate. Asraf full sequence le.”

Unhone mujhe pet ke bal litaya. Unka nanga sharir mere upar aa gaya. Unka lund meri gaand ke beech mein. Unhone mere baal pakde. Asraf ne side se aur upar se pics li.

Main pillow mein muh daba kar siskiyan bhar rahi thi. Unki chest meri peeth se chipki hui, unka paseena meri skin par, unka lund meri gaand aur choot ke beech ragad raha tha. 

Asraf ne last mein kaha, “Sir… bahut strong set ho gaya.”Rohan uncle ne phone wapas liya. Hum dono abhi bhi nange bed par the. Main unke seene se chipki hui thi. Asraf side mein khada tha.