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On a day in June in a classified year:

Aamir Chisti was a college student. He wanted to rent a big apartment at an apartment complex in the city. He went to the office on the ground floor and met the Landlord, Mr Mishra.

“Sure, but why is a single college student seeking a big apartment at my apartment complex?” Mr Mishra asked him.

“Well, I prefer to be alone and mentally free, sir–”

“You can call me Mr Mishra, son.”

“Mr Mishra, you know, it’s the college, and things can get tough sometimes, so…”

“Okay, what did you say your name was?”

“It’s Aamir, Mr Mishra, Aamir Chisti.”

“Okay, Aamir, I’d like to see some security officer verification if you have any.”

Aamir knew why Mr Mishra wanted to see security officer verification only after hearing his name, but he didn’t say anything.

“Uh, yeah, sure, here it is,” Aamir said, handing it over to Mr Mishra.

“Hmm, okay, welcome to my apartment complex, Aamir. Come this way.”

“By the way, Aamir, where would you like to rent an apartment? Top floor?” Mr Mishra asked Aamir, walking down the hallway, where the doors to other people’s apartments were to both sides.

“Actually, Mr Mishra, I was wondering if I could rent one on the ground floor.”

“Why the ground floor? People prefer apartments in upper sections because there’s a nice view.”

“Thank you for the offer, Mr Mishra, but I prefer to have very little time moving in and out of my apartment. I’ll have to spend a lot of time studying, you know.”

“Well, okay, whatever you wish for. There’s one apartment free on the ground floor. Let’s see if it fits your desires, Aamir.”

Aamir checked the apartment thoroughly.

“Okay, this one looks fine. What are the rules and regulations, Mr Mishra?”

“Well, you’ll be given the key, of course,” Mr Mishra said, smiling. “You don’t have to be home before 6 pm or 7 pm. You can bring in friends, but if you do, you have to pay the water and electricity bills.”

“Oh yeah, no, I won’t be bringing anyone here, Mr Mishra. But if I pay the bills anyway, what will happen to the rent?”

“Oh, yeah, it will decrease a bit, then.”

“Good. So, where do I sign?”

Aamir signed the documents, paid for the first month, and got the key.

“One more thing, Aamir, I won’t be at the office most of the time, but my wife, Mandira, will be there. Anything you want, you tell her, okay?”

“Sure, Mr Mishra. Thank you.”

As Mr Mishra returned to his office, Aamir went to his apartment and closed the door behind him. But before opening his backpack, he covered the windows by pulling the curtains. He then opened the door and checked if anyone was around. Aamir was not a mere college student but he was actually a recruit for a foreign intelligence agency , and Aamir was no ordinary recruit he had special training Aamir was an expert in the art of HONEYTRAP  important women, girls . As Aamir was chocolatey handsome boy he was especially trained in the art of sexual seduction of women and girls whom can be used as intelligence assets for that perticular foreign intelligence agency.

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He then called Rashid Shaikh, his local handler .

“Uh, yeah, Rashid Bhai, it’s me, Aamir. I’ve got the room in the apartment complex you told me.”

“Good, we need to ensure those things the 1st time itself. I’ll meet you soon.”

Aamir dropped the call.

Later that day, Aamir got to know his neighbours, Raj who was head of accounts department of local defence factory, and his wife, Komal.

It was hard for Aamir to get his eyes off Komal, who was so beautiful. Aamir judged that she must have been in her late 20s. She was wearing a Salwar Kameez, which had a somewhat deep cleavage.





komal unaware of Aamir's intentions.

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That night, Aamir thought of calling Rashid. But later changed his mind when he understood that too many calls between him and a particular person could alert unnecessary parties.

That day, at college, he came to know Ms Monica desuza, his English teacher. She was a beautiful young woman in her mid-20s. She was wearing a short-sleeved full-body gown with a somewhat deep cleavage , she was one of his mission targets , Aamir had a dossier on Monica desuza . That evening, Aamir could talk more to Komal, who was wearing a yellow saree. While talking, Komal suddenly mentioned a woman.

“By the way, Aamir, who’s your English teacher at college?”

“She’s someone named Ms Monica desuza.”

“Is she in her mid-20s?”

“Yes, how did you know?”

“There’s a Ms Monica staying at the apartments here. She teaches at Ratnam college too. I think that’s her.”

“Oh, haha, good, now I can learn English right from the stay,” Aamir jokingly said.









miss Monica desuza Aamir's English teacher but she is Aamir's target for HONEYTRAP

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English teacher Monica desuza need to be tought some sensual lessons from Aamir

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That night, Raj came home and invited Aamir to have dinner with him again. Before entering Raj’s apartment, he told Aamir that he’d be gone for two weeks. That night, Aamir was constantly thinking about Komal. He couldn’t get his mind off it, and he had two weeks to do something about it.

A week passed. Aamir spent time getting close to Komal, watching movies with her, and helping her with shopping.










anonymous file upload is komal also one of Aamir's mission target?? Only time will tell

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The next evening, Komal came and invited Aamir for dinner. She wore a modern short-sleeved nighty with a somewhat wide collar.

When Aamir saw her, he had a hard time hiding his excitement, but he didn’t show it.

“Komal ma’am, this is unnecessary. You two are being way too kind to me already.”

“Oh, that’s nothing, Aamir. You also help me a lot with household work."' Komal stopped and looks at Aamir's messy work desk it had to laptops and a lot of electronic which komal didn't know were spying gadgets. Komal " looks like you are some kind of electronic geek" pointing at Aamir's messy desk . that she saw behind Aamir.Aamir knew it was too late to hide it.

“Oh yeah, I electronic are my hobby , " diverting conversation"i should have brought something to cook too. I forgot. It was a hard day at college.”

“See? Come on, now,” Komal said, returning to her apartment.






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where to upload my photos komal a sexy house wife waiting to get raveged..

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komal a sexy' housewife waiting to get raveged by Aamir

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After dinner, Aamir and Komal sat on the sofa and started talking.

“Komal ma’am, Raj sir isn’t home most of the time, I guess.”

“Yeah, he goes on long business trips. He’s not home most nights.”

“I guess he should spend more time around you, taking care of your needs.”

“What do you mean, Aamir? He does take good care of me, although he’s not mostly at home.”

Aamir leaned closer to Komal and looked at her left eye directly.

“That’s not what I meant, Komal,” Aamir said, placing his left palm against her right cheek.

“I think you know very well what kind of needs I’m talking about.”

Komal kept looking at Aamir without saying a word. Aamir pulled her face into his, grabbed her hair tightly with his left hand, and started kissing her lips. Komal seemed surprised, but soon, she closed her eyes and started moaning.

Aamir slid both his arms around Komal’s body and hugged her tightly. He then repeatedly kissed her right cheek, right ear, and then the right side of her neck. He pulled the zip on the back of her nighty down. He pulled it off her right shoulder, along with her bra cup, with his left hand.

He repeatedly kissed her all the way down to her right boob and started licking her areola.

“Mm…oh yeah, Aamir…that feels wonderful,” Komal started moaning, running her right hand fingers across his hair.

Later, Aamir started sucking Komal’s nipple. While doing so, he turned her and took her on his lap while moving to a sitting position on the sofa. Komal put her legs on both sides of Aamir’s thighs and sat on his lap.

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Aamir pulled Komal’s nighty and her bra full off her left arm. Then, while sucking it, he took her right boob out of her bra. Komal was moaning, bending backwards, with her eyes closed.

After exposing Komal’s right boob, Aamir started sucking it, pulling her nighty and her left bra cup off her left arm. After Aamir took Komal’s upper body clothing off, it fell behind her, making her semi-nude.

Then Komal took Aamir’s face in both her palms, turned them towards her face, and started kissing his lips again. While doing so, Komal started taking off his top, which was a t-shirt.

After taking Aamir’s t-shirt off, Komal started kissing him down his neck and towards his belly button, and as she did so, she moved from his lap to the floor.

Komal knelt on the floor before Aamir and started pulling his pants down, exposing his half-erect penis.

Komal then started sucking it, making Aamir moan.

“Wow, that feels wonderful,” Aamir moaned.

Komal made Aamir’s penis fully erect in no time. She then pulled his pants down and took them off his legs, making him fully naked.

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Komal then stood up, took her panty off her legs, and got nude. She then sat on Aamir’s lap as before, but this time, while doing so, she took his penis inside her.

“Ah, that feels so hard,” Komal moaned as she placed his hands on Aamir’s shoulders. She started riding as he placed his hands on both sides of her hip.

Soon, Aamir hugged Komal tightly and deeply kissed her lips, which Komal reciprocated, placing her palms against the back of his head.

At the end of the kiss, Aamir started riding Komal up and down with his own hands.

“Mm…wow…you’re so strong, Aamir…stronger than Raj has ever been,” Komal moaned.

After riding her up and down, Aamir hugged her again and stood up. As he did so, Aamir placed his left palm against her upper back and his right hand below her ass cheeks, holding her in place. She threw her legs around his hip and held tightly against him.

Aamir then started carrying her to the nearby bedroom, and as he was doing so, Komal placed both her palms on his cheeks and started kissing him.

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The bedroom was mostly dark, except for the light that fell into it from a nearby street lamp. Aamir knelt on the bed and slowly leaned forward, making Komal lay on the bed. Then, still kissing Komal, he entered her.

“Ah,” Komal gasped, breaking the kiss. She looked at Aamir’s face.

Aamir grabbed her hair with both his hands. As he started kissing her deeply, he started pumping her, one thrust after another.

“Oh shit, that’s so hard,” Komal started moaning.

After aggressively pumping Komal for almost twenty minutes, Aamir pulled out and came all over her belly.

“Oh wow, that was great. I never thought this would happen, though,” Komal panted.

Aamir looked around and took a napkin. As he gave it to Komal, he fell on her side of the bed. Aamir and Komal hugged each other and stayed that way for a while. Aamir waiting for komal to sleep from their exhausting sex session .

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When komal was sound a sleep Amir wake up from bed and sits in front of Raj's desktop computer .

“Okay, now time for the real mission,” Aamir thought, looking at the desktop computer screen. The apartment was silent. It was time

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Previously…

Aamir Chisti rents an apartment at an apartment complex. He then gets to know his neighbour, Raj, and his wife, Komal. A week after Raj leaves for a long business trip, Aamir meets Komal and has sex with her. After fucking her  at her house, it’s time for this secretive young man to go on his real mission for the night.

Now…

After having a wash, Aamir waited by the window of his room. Suddenly, he heard a patterned knock on the window of his apartment.

“Knock kno-kno-knock knock.”

“Knock knock,” Aamir responded with his knocking.

“It’s me, Bashir.”

Aamir immediately pulled the curtains away and opened the window. A young man pulled himself into his room. Then, Aamir closed and curtained the window.

The young man was Bashir Qureshi, another young sectrat agent of an enemy foreign country he was second in command after their area commander Rashid Shaikh. He had brought in a backpack that was identical to that of Aamir.

“You know, Bash–.” Aamir tried to say something.

Bashir lept at Aamir and shut him up, putting his left hand behind Aamir’s head and his right palm against his mouth. He then slowly moved his head to both sides.

Aamir moved his head up and down, confused. Bashir let go of Aamir. He then took out his phone and switched it off. That’s when Aamir realized why he shut him up.

Aamir followed suit.

“Aamir, you almost screwed up. There’s a reason why we use codenames that don’t sound like our own names. We do that in certain circumstances in the 1st place.”

“Sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“Better…now, where’s my stuff?”

Bashir quickly checked his laptop brought with him.



After turning on his laptop Bashir asked Aamir" did you copied all the data from Raj's desktop" Aamir" ofcourse i did ", Aamir handed over a pendrive to Bashir . Bashir plugged the pendrive in his laptop  and started. To go through the files

Bashir “ it has useless information, there is nothing about HYPER-SONIC MISSILE SYSTEM , Is this all in Raj's desktop?”

Aamir “Yeah, i copied everything from Raj's computer”

“ it seems like Raj doesn't have anything about HYPER-SONIC MISSILE system. We are still far away from our mission. Is komal wife of Raj complete under your control .” Aamir " well,, right  now she is not completely under my control , but very soon I will make her fell in love with me , then i will make her betray her husband, and her country " Aamir said that with an evil smile .  Hearing this Bashir also smiles and said " good , we will be  needing komal for our mission , make her addicted to sex with you" Bashir discussed future plan of action with Aamir after  briefing him about next phase of his mission Bashir said "  I’ll talk to Rashid about mission updates.”











“You’ll be meeting with Rashid 4 more days from now, 10 am, at the cafe opposite the main college gate. Is the cooker ready?” Aamir“No, but i won't  be able to seduce next target by then.”







“I’ll tell him. You  better make some move on the next target  soon,” Bashir said, sneaking out of Aamir’s window.  then left his apartment..

Aamir made sure that no one was watching Bashir leaving his apartment





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Aamir took a wash. As he heard the slight noises of some tenants who had just woken up from their slumber, Aamir went to sleep. He seemed weirdly calm about this calm that he turned into a storm.



In the morning, Aamir went to college. Aamir was somewhat sleepy in the morning because of all the earlier late night  intense fuck session with komal and early morning meeting with Bashir. Monica desuza, his English teacher, noticed this and warned him against sleeping in her class.



Monica desuza

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The kids were gossiping about a new commissioner coming to the Town . Aamir didn’t say anything. He only smiled.



The two days went on without an incident. At the end of the 3rd day, Aamir knocked on Komal’s door. Komal opened the door. It was nighttime, so she wore a short-sleeved, full-body Indian nighty. Aamir didn’t waste time talking. He took Komal by her shoulders and pinned her against the wall.






innocent Komal corrupted by Aamir

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He kissed Komal’s lips roughly as his palms went behind her head and rubbed her down to her ass cheeks. He then tightly grabbed Komal’s ass cheeks.



“Ah,” Komal gasped as Aamir broke the kiss.



“Oh, you’re so aggressive today, Aamir.”



“Don’t say you don’t like that.”



“Oh, I love that!” Komal said. They started kissing again.



While kissing, Aamir pulled Komal’s nighty to both sides of her body, and Komal allowed it to drop to the floor. Aamir then unhooked Komal’s bra, and Komal took it off her shoulders and dropped it. As Aamir broke the kiss, he tightly grabbed Komal’s boobs.



“Ah,” Komal moaned as Aamir began tasting both her nipples.



“Ah, yeah, Aamir,” Komal moaned, closing her eyes, turning her face upwards, and running her fingers through Aamir’s hair.



Then, Aamir, using his left hand, pinned Komal’s both wrists against the wall above her head. Then, looking into her eyes, he pushed his right hand into her panty and started feeling up her pussy.



“You’re already wet there,” Aamir said. You do love getting roughed up, I see,” he said, pushing his middle and ring fingers into her pussy, and starting to finger fuck her.



“Aah, fuck!” Komal moaned as she violently convulsed on the wall.



When Aamir finally let go of her pussy and wrists, she started leaning against the wall towards the floor. She came all over into her panty. Komal kept leaning down until her ass hit the floor.



Then, Aamir pushed down his pants and exposed his half-erect cock. He then grabbed Komal’s hair with both hands and started pushing his cock inside her mouth.



“Glk, glk,” Komal started gagging as Aamir started fucking her mouth.



As Aamir’s cock expanded to its full size, Aamir pushed it fully inside Komal’s mouth, making her gag and start tapping on his thighs. Then, he let go of her.



“Oh, ok,” Komal gasped. “Wow, I didn’t know you had it in you.”



“Oh, we’re just getting started,” Aamir said as he started to get fully naked.



Once Aamir was fully naked, he held Komal below her armpits and pulled her to her feet. He then turned her around and roughly pinned her against the wall.



“Ah,” Komal gasped as the right side of her face hit the wall.



Aamir didn’t waste any time pulling Komal’s panty off her body. Instead, he pulled her panty aside and started entering her from behind.



“Aah, fuck,” Komal moaned, biting her lower lip. After fully entering Komal, Aamir put both knees from both sides of Komal’s legs and pushed them together, getting her insides pressed against his cock. Komal’s eyes and mouth opened wide as he did so.



Aamir then slid his right arm in front of Komal’s left arm and began her back. Then in front of her right arm, and locked both her arms in position. He grabbed her throat with his right hand and started fucking her from behind.



As Aamir’s fucking became faster, his grip on Komal’s neck and her right arm became tighter.



“Aamir,” Komal started coughing, and her arms tightened against Aamir’s. But Aamir was too close to coming now, so he didn’t want to stop. He kept fucking Komal, and soon, he was ready to come.



He let go of her and pulled out his cock, and as soon as he did so, he came all over Komal’s ass.



“Oh, yeah,” Aamir moaned.



The two sat on the floor with their backs against the wall. They were panting.



“Oh wow, Aamir. I never thought you had it in you.”



“Oh, Komal, you have no idea.”

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On the next Sunday evening, Aamir met Rashid Shaikh.

Rashid was a man in his early 30s. He had shaven his beard fully and was wearing formal clothing. He was sitting at a table in a rather lonely cafeteria. He had brought a travelling bag similar in size to that of Aamir.

As soon as the two met, Rashid switched off his phone, and Aamir followed. Aamir handed him a dossier from his travelling bag.

“Okay, we shall soon see whether this one is ready. You shall start implementing the plans for this target.”

“I have already made a move. But Is Monica desuza worth our attention?"
.”

“monica desuza is just a professor of English. It's about her boyfriend ramesh shukla he is security incharge of defence factory and defence research facilities. We have reliable Intel that ramesh shukla has given monica desuza a special visitors access card to visit him at his office at defence factory and defence research. , that idiot had given his girlfriend a very high tech card that is highly encrypted just so his girlfriend can come and bang with him at his office according to our Intel Monica keeps that card inside her purse ,, this is a very descreet inteligence operation that card has to be physically stolen from Monica without her knowledge that's where your job as a professional seducer of women comes i handy , once we are in possession of that card we can de-encrypt it and make as many clones to that card as possible, your mission is to get that card from Monica and get it cloned and replace that card with this dummy card that looks exactly like Monica's card it's has been proped to look damaged if Monica tries to use this dummy card it will look damaged and she will think her card is somehow damaged thats why it's not working just to avoid suspicion from ramesh shukla .”

Then, Aamir briefed him about his mission with the neighbours, especially Komal. That made Rashid smile widely.

“Keep that woman under your spell, Aamir. She’ll be valuable alibis to you in the future,” Rashid said, to which Aamir nodded his head, smiling.

“But don’t go to her too often, though. I don’t want you getting too weak or too distracted.”

“How often is too often?”

“More than twice a week. Anyway, now that, “the new commissioner”, is on the job., things are going be as hard as now because that new commissioner is actually a counter-intelligence head , they had somehow smelled our presence in this town , you need to be careful only use the women folks of defence factory and defence research facility employees and officers don't be directly involved in intelligence gathering"".

“Just lay low for a while. I’ll let you know of your next mission soon, and while you’re laying low, study hard. You’re a college student after all,” Rashid said, leaving.

The next day, he got to know Ms Monica desuza, his English teacher, Aamir pretended to be surprised that she also stays at the same complex as he does. On Monday evening, he stayed at the college library till it was late. When he reached the bus stop, Monica was there. That’s how they got to talk to each other the first time.






Monica desuza about to get sexplolited my Aamir

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They walked to the apartment complex together, but Aamir didn’t follow Monica to her apartment. Hers was on an upper floor. On Tuesday, too, Aamir was late to leave college and met Monica at the bus stop.

That evening also, he could talk to Monica. She was wearing a blue-coloured, shirt-sleeved long gown with a collar and a rather deep but thin cleavage.

“You know, Aamir, it’s good you stay late. I feel safer going home with you than alone.”

“Oh, that’s very nice to hear, Ms Monica.”

Then their bus came. But unlike the day before, this bus was badly crowded. It was dark because the lamps inside it weren’t working. Monica got on the bus, and Aamir followed right behind.

Due to the crowd, Aamir’s front got pressed between Monica’s ass cheeks while inside the bus. Aamir was afraid to get a hard-on. He didn’t know how Monica might respond, but he couldn’t hide it for long.

“Fuck it. I’m just going to apologize if she notices it,” Aamir thought.

As his bulge started growing, Monica could also notice it, and she looked at Aamir.

“I’m sorry, miss,” Aamir apologized in a low tone.

But Monica wasn’t mad. Instead, she smiled sensually.

“That’s ok, Aamir, I understand,” she said in a breathy tone before turning forward again.










Monica desuza craving to get nailed by Aamir

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Then, Aamir felt that Monica slowly pushed her back against his crotch. This was the green light Aamir was waiting for. He slowly placed his palms on the two sides of Monica’s waist and slowly slid them towards the opposite sides, hugging her from behind.

He then placed his chin on Monica’s left shoulder. She looked at her face, and she turned her face and looked at his.

“Aamir?”

“Yes?”

“Come with me when we get off at the stop, ok?”

“Sure.”

Aamir could guess what was up, but he didn’t say anything. On the bus, Aamir tried slowly sliding his right hand into Monica’s left bra cup. But she held his hand with her right hand and stopped him.

“Aamir, not here. Just wait till we’re at the apartment,” Monica murmured.

Later, Monica opened the door to her apartment. Aamir grabbed her from behind and stormed in, kicking the door into closing once he was in.

He then pulled Monica’s elbows towards her back and locked them using his left arm. With his right hand, he grabbed her jaw, turned her face towards his, and started eating her mouth crazily.

Monica also started eating Aamir’s mouth back as Aamir then slid his right hand into her cleavage and grabbed her left boob. Soon, Aamir pulled Monica’s gown down to her elbows and tucked it, holding her elbows in place.

He then turned Monica around, pushed her bra off her boobs, and grabbed them.

“Aah,” Monica moaned as Aamir started groping her boobs, sucking their nipples and lightly biting them now and then.

“Aaah, oh yeah, that feels so good.”

After doing this for a while, Aamir pulled her gown completely off her body. She was now in her panty, and her bra was off her boobs. Aamir then grabbed her by her hair and pushed her to her knees. He then pulled out his half-erect cock.

Aamir then started hardly fucking Monica’s mouth, making her gag. Later, Aamir pushed Monica’s face hard against his cock, pressing his palms against the back of his head.

When Monica started trying to push Aamir away, he let go of her face. He then grabbed her by her neck and pulled her to her feet. As Monica clung to Aamir’s wrists, he lifted her and threw her to her bed.

As Monica fell onto the bed, Aamir started taking off his clothes. Monica also pushed down and got rid of her panty. Aamir then knelt in bed, pulled Monica’s thighs away from one another, and started eating her pussy.

“Mmm…oh yeah, right there…aaah, yes, that’s it.”

Monica moaned, her eyes tight shut and mouth wide open. She arched her back backwards, grabbing Aamir’s hair and pressing his face against her pussy. She also grabbed a nearby wooden cupboard and scratched it hard.

After eating her pussy, Aamir was ready to fuck her. Monica was lying on her back. On her elbows, she lifted the upper part of her body. Her legs were straight but driven apart.

Aamir lay down on Monica face to face. He kept his upper part of the body on the outstretched arms, and his legs were together and located between Monica’s legs. As Aamir started fucking Monica, he seemed to be hanging over her. At first, he was slow.

“Come on, Aamir, fuck me harder. You’re not my first one.”

Then, Aamir threw his arms around Monica and held her tightly. He then started fucking her hard with all his energy. He roughly pushed his mouth against her and started licking and biting her face and neck now and then.

While he was fucking her, soon, her eyes rolled, and she shivered in his grip, tightly arching her body backwards. Soon after this, she came. Aamir stopped fucking her.

After Monica stopped coming, he grabbed her neck with both his hands and started fucking her again. Soon, Monica started coughing and tapping Aamir’s wrists. Aamir let go of her neck.

Aamir then stopped fucking her and knelt between her thighs. He held her thighs with both hands and pulled them up to his cock. Monica placed her elbows against the mattress. Her hands against her upper back to support her weight. Aamir started fucking her again.

But Aamir soon felt tired and fell aside. Then, Monica sat on his crotch with her legs to Aamir’s left side and started riding him. After Monica rode Aamir for a while, Aamir straightened his back. He grabbed Monica’s neck with both hands and pushed her to the bed.

As Monica was lying on her right side, Aamir pushed her left knee upwards. Then, grabbing her neck with both his hands, he started fucking her. Soon, Aamir was fucking Monica so fast that with each thrust, Monica’s head hit the mattress. She felt like the world around her was blurring.

After fucking her for a while, Aamir let go of her, pulled out, and came all over the outer side of her left thigh. As Monica lay on the bed, panting, Aamir wiped off his juice on her thigh, fell on the bed, and hugged her from behind.

“Oh wow, that was amazing,” Monica said, still panting. “I thought I would have to call in sick tomorrow,” Monica said as Aamir hugged her tightly from behind and closed his eyes Aamir very swiftly take out card from Monica's purse and replaced it with a dummy card.

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Aamir and Monica were lying in her bed, exhausted. Aamir suddenly remembered that it was the day Raj was coming back.

But there was no reason for him to worry. So, he put that thought aside and looked at Monica.

“Monica?” Monica looked at Aamir. “What happened to “Miss Monica”?”

“Is it still necessary? We’re not at the college right now, there’s nobody else around, and I’m just done fucking you.”

“Yeah, I was just kidding,” Monica said, turning back away from Aamir.

“Anyway, tell me something, Monica.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you have someone?”

“Aamir, we can’t become a formal couple. You’re my student.”

“Yeah, I know that. I want to know if you’re seeing someone so I can be properly careful, you know?”

“Well, there’s my boyfriend, but don’t worry, he rarely visits me here. I’ll let you know if he’s coming around.”

“Yeah, that’s reassuring.”

Aamir hugged Monica from behind and kissed her left collar area. Monica turned her face towards him.

“Aren’t you going to go back to your apartment?”

“Yeah, I better get going,” Aamir said, standing up.

Soon, he was dressed up and back on the ground floor.

Raj’s apartment was closed and in darkness, like all other ones around. Aamir slowly went to his apartment. As Aamir prepared to go to sleep, he received a call.

“Rashid ?”

“Check the news,” Rashid said and dropped the call. Aamir could only guess what he was referring to. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The next morning, Aamir was at Raj’s house.

“Aamir, did you see the news?” Raj asked, looking at his laptop.

“No, what’s up?”

“There’s been an explosion at the embassy of a neighbouring country…well, that’s what the news says. Look,” Raj said, turning his laptop towards Aamir.

It was a morning news article about an explosion that happened at the embassy of country (who's secret agent was Aamir himself)the night before.

Aamir quickly skimmed through to see if there was anything about a his known acomplainces. There was nothing, but Aamir knew better.

“Be careful, Aamir,” Raj said.

“Sure.”

Aamir left before Monica came out of her room and saw him. Aamir felt uneasy at college that day. Everyone was talking about the blast, and he couldn’t tell anyone what he knew.

That day, Monica met Aamir at college to give him a piece of bad news. The bad news was that Rameah shukla , Monica’s boyfriend, was coming to stay at her place for some time. Aamir felt disappointed, but he didn’t show.

Another eight days passed without an incident. Aamir was also getting sexually frustrated as he hadn't fucked any pussy for past 8 days . On the coming Friday evening, Aamir went to meet Komal. Komal was preparing the dining table for dinner. Raj was helping her.

“Aamir! Good evening my nice neighbor!” Raj welcomed Aamir with a happy greeting.

“What’s up? Is anyone visiting you two?”

“Oh yeah, Aamir, Richa Agarwal, an old friend of Komal’s, is visiting her from Rajasthan.”

“Oh, must be nice… Anything I can help you guys with?”

Aamir helped Raj and Komal with decorating the apartment. Aamir stayed with Raj and Komal until almost 5 pm. He helped them prepare the apartment to welcome Richa. Agarwal 

“Ok, guys, I’ll get going now,” Aamir said, trying to leave Raj’s apartment.

“No, you stay,” Raj said.

“But your friend is visiting–.” “And we’d love to introduce our good new friend, you, to our good old friend, right, Raj?” Komal interrupted Aamir.

“Yeah, why not? Come on, Aamir, you helped us all day. Stay for some dinner and new company,” Raj said with a smile.

“Ok, if you guys insist,” Aamir said, staying.

“But, I’ll go and come when she’s here?”

“Oh, she’ll be here any minute now,” Raj said.

And before long, the doorbell rang.

“It must be her,” Komal said, standing up to open the door. The two men followed.

The door was opened. Richa Agarwal was standing at the door. Richa agrawal was 31 years old. She had a 4-year-old kid with her husband. But she was there alone. After the formalities between Richa and Komal, and Richa and Raj, Komal introduced Aamir to Richa.

“Richa, I’d like you to meet Aamir Chisti, our very good, helpful new neighbor. He’s a college student at nearby Ratnam college.”“
Nice to meet you, Aamir Chisti,” Richa Agarwal said, shaking his hand.

“Nice to meet you too, Richa.”

“Looks like I found my new meat,” Aamir thought, but he didn’t say that aloud. He just smiled.




Richa Agarwal Aamir's new MEAT ?

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The four spent time talking and then having dinner together. In the end, Aamir greeted them accordingly and left for his apartment. However, Aamir couldn’t stop thinking about Richa Agarwal. He was sleepless.

He decided to leave his apartment for a while and have some air outside. He put on his pyjama suit and left his room. When he left, he saw Richa outside of Komal’s apartment.

Richa wore a short-sleeved, long nighty with no collar area and a little deep cleavage. She was standing at the door, leaning against the wall.

“Hey, Richa.”

“Hey, Aamir. Looks like you also can’t sleep.”

“Yeah. You can’t sleep either?”

“Yeah, this place feels different,” Richa said.

Aamir approached Richa and looked into her eyes as he held her in both arms right below where the hands of her nighty ended.

“Aamir, what is it?” Richa asked, confused.

But Aamir spent no time with words. Instead, he went for the kiss. As Aamir planted his lips against Richa’s, sliding his arms around her torso, Richa felt a familiar heat rising in her body. Soon, she closed her eyes, slid her arms over Aamir’s shoulders, and started kissing him back.

But suddenly, Richa broke the kiss.

“Wait,” Richa said. “Not here. Let’s go to your apartment.”

As soon as the two were in Aamir’s apartment, Aamir kicked the door close. Aamir hugged and pinned her against the wall as he started sharing a wild kiss with her.

“Mmm…” Richa started moaning.

Later, Aamir broke the kiss and held Richa’s chin with his right hand. He turned her face to her left. He started licking the right side of her face, her neck, and the inside of her ear, planting kisses along the way.

“Mmm… Oh god, Aamir, you’re a wild one, ahh,” Richa moaned.

Aamir pulled Richa’s nighty to both sides and pushed it off her shoulders, licking and kissing her down to her cleavage. As Richa’s nighty fell to the floor, she unhooked her bra and took it off. Aamir grabbed Richa’s boobs, making her gasp.






Richa Agarwal Aamir's new MEAT