Adultery Couple Ka shuffle

[Joker44]

Main Rohit hoon — 29 saal ka, ek IT company mein kaam karta hoon, married to Geeti for the last 1.5 years. Aur mera sabse purana aur sabse close dost hai Ashish — engineer ke dino se hum saath hain. Engineering ke baad maine IT line pakdi, aur usne apna sapna pura karte hue doctor ban gaya.
Hum dono ek hi apartment mein rehte the, ek taraf engineering college tha, doosri taraf medical — aur humara topic of discussion mostly hota tha: ladkiyaan. Unke figure, unke lips, unki chhoti chhoti sexy baatein. Hum dono ka taste kaafi milta-julta tha — thoda wild, thoda dirty, lekin full masti.
Ashish ki shaadi hui abhi 6 mahine pehle Pranali se. Jabki meri shaadi Geeti ke saath 1.5 saal pehle ho chuki thi. Aur shaadi ke baad bhi… hum dono ki dirty talks band nahi hui. Haan, dheere-dheere topic shift hua… ab hum dusri ladkiyon ki jagah apni wives ke baare mein baat karte the.
Wo casual talks ab fantasy ban chuki thi.
"Bhai tu nahi hota ghar pe… toh Geeti ko kaise dekhunga, kaise chhedunga…"
"Aur tu hota hi nahi, toh Pranali mujhe kya kya karne deti…"
Hum dono jaante the… hum ek doosre ki patniyon se attract ho chuke hain. Aur shockingly, ye baat hum dono mein khuli hui thi.

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Character Description:
Geeti (29) – Meri biwi
Ekdum sweet, sanskaari type wife. Office mein bank clerk, ghar pe poori pativrata. Lekin is pativrata ke peechhe ek aisi body chhupi thi jo kisi ko bhi pagal kar de.

• Figure: 34D-28-36
  
• Boobs: Soft, heavy and full — jab tight t-shirt pehenti hai toh nipples ka outline clearly dikh jaata hai.
  
• Ass: Round aur juicy — especially jab saree mein hoti hai, uski kamar ka jhukav aur pallu ka fall, Ashish ke liye ek tease ban chuka tha.
  
• Uski voice me softness, lekin aankhon me kabhi kabhi ek wild spark dikhta tha.
  

Pranali (27) – Ashish ki biwi
Ek doctor, intelligent aur sweet. Bahar se simple, par andar se thoda adventurous. Uski har baat mein ek subtle flirt hoti thi.

• Figure: 34B-26-35
  
• Boobs: Medium size but firm — bilkul round, jaise kissi ne perfect shape mein banaye ho.
  
• Ass: Tight aur toned, gym jaane ka full effect uske hips pe dikhta tha.
  
• She had silky skin, aur jab woh hug karti thi toh uske perfume aur body ki warmth se pura din mood set ho jaata.
  

Rohit (Main)
IT job, thoda nerdy, lekin fantasies mein full bold. Main Geeti se pyaar karta hoon, lekin apne dirty mind ko control nahi kar pata. Aur Ashish ke saath woh comfort hai jahan hum sab kuch discuss kar lete hain.
Ashish
Thoda macho type, confident doctor. Jab bhi baat karta hai, aankhon mein hi sab keh jaata hai. Uska obsession Geeti ke liye dheere-dheere saaf dikhne laga tha.

Dosti mein sab kuch chalta hai — mazaak, masti, thodi dirty baatein bhi. Lekin kuch lamhe… dil aur dimaag dono ko confuse kar dete hain.
Ashish mera purana dost hai — engineering ke dino se. Hum dono ne hostel ki zindagi ek saath jiyii hai, aur shaadi ke baad bhi dosti wahi level ki bani rahi. Is baar wo kuch din ke liye mere ghar pe rukne aaya tha. Pehle bhi aata rehta hai, hum dono ek dusre ke ghar jaate hain, families ek dusre ko achhi tarah se jaanti hain.
Us din mujhe office ka urgent kaam aa gaya, toh main late aane wala tha. Ashish ghar pe tha, aur Geeti bhi — meri sweet, sanskaari, khubsurat biwi.
Shaam ka time tha. Geeti shower lekar abhi-abhi nikli thi, towel se baal pochti hui apne bedroom mein gayi. Usne darwaza band kiya, lekin kundi puri tarah lagi nahi thi — shayad thodi loose thi. Darwaze ke ek kone mein ek patla sa gap reh gaya tha… jahan se andar thoda nazar aata tha.
Ashish, apne room ki taraf jaa raha tha… par uski nazar us gap pe pad gayi.
Aur tab… usne jo dekha… usse uska saans kuch palon ke liye ruk gaya.
Geeti towel utaar chuki thi. Uske narm, geele boobs khule the, halki brownish soft nipples pe paani ki bundiyan ab bhi chamak rahi thi. Usne sirf panty pehni thi… aur poora geela tan, freshly bathed, ek dum raw aur natural sensuality mein bheeg raha tha.
Ashish ek pal ke liye freeze ho gaya. Uska mann tha ki turant aankhen hata le — lekin hum dono ne pehle Geeti ke baare mein kitni baar dirty fantasies share ki thi… toh shayad uske pair wahin jam gaye. Usne har detail ko peeya uss moment mein — Geeti ka seedha khada posture, uske boobs ka bounce jab usne apna nighty uthaya, aur kamar ke neeche tak behte paani ka raasta…


Phir jab Geeti ne nighty pehen li, Ashish chup-chaap wahan se nikal gaya. Na awaz ki, na koi signal. Wo moment sirf uska secret tha… aur Geeti ko kuch pata bhi nahi chala.
Thodi der baad main ghar aaya. Ashish mujhse casually mila, jaise kuch hua hi nahi ho. Lekin main uske chehre ko dekh kar samajh gaya — uske aankhon mein kuch tha. Main uski aankhon ko follow karta, uske gestures ko read karta, tabhi uska nazar Geeti pe tik gaya tha — woh ab casual nighty mein humare saamne chai bana rahi thi.
Geeti ne mujhe dekha, muskurayi — “Aagaye aap? Thoda late ho gaya na?”
Main bas smile karke sir hila diya. Mujhe us pal pe shak nahi hua, lekin Ashish ka behaviour thoda unusual lag raha tha.
Chai banne ke baad hum living room mein baithe. Main aur Geeti ek side the sofa pe, aur Ashish opposite wale single couch pe. Hum normal baatein kar rahe the — kaam, doston ki shaadi, college ke jokes — lekin Ashish ki nazar baar baar Geeti ki neckline pe jaa rahi thi. Nighty ka top halka loose tha, aur jab Geeti jhukti ya haath uthati, to cleavage subtly dikhta tha.
Main sab dekh raha tha. Mujhe lag raha tha — “Kya ye wahi pal hai jahan fantasy reality ke paas aa rahi hai?”
Ashish uss pal ko dobara yaad kar raha tha, shayad Geeti ke geele boobs uske dimaag mein still fresh the.
Mujhe awkward feel ho raha tha, lekin weirdly… thoda excitement bhi ho raha tha. Hum dono ne kabhi socha nahi tha ki aisi koi situation reality mein hogi.
Us raat dinner ke baad sab apne apne rooms mein chale gaye. Par mere aur Ashish ke dimaag mein woh hi moment repeat ho raha tha…
Aur kahaani bas yahi se interesting hone wali thi.

Raat ho chuki thi. Geeti dinner ke baad apne room mein chali gayi thi — usual routine, thoda phone scroll karna aur fir so jaana. Main aur Ashish living room mein hi baithe the, ek dusre ke saath light talk kar rahe the.
Main uske chehre pe jo halka tension aur excitement dekh raha tha, wo chhup nahi raha tha. Main muskuraate hue bol diya:
“Kya be… meri biwi pe gandi nazar daal raha tha kya?”
Ashish pehle toh hasa, fir ek dum thoda serious ho gaya. “Bhai… main kya bolun, aaj toh control se bahar ho gaya sab.”
“Matlab?”
Ashish thoda hichkicha kar, fir dheere se woh sab batane laga — jo usne dekha tha. Geeti ka geela badan, khule boobs, wet nipples… uska poora changing moment uske lafzon mein wapas zinda ho gaya.
Main chup tha… sun raha tha… aur honestly, meri bhi body react kar rahi thi.
Hum dono pehle bhi dirty talks kar chuke the — apni biwiyon ke bare mein fantasies, unke photos pe batein, masturbation tak. Kabhi kabhi humne ek dusre ko apni biwi ki sexy pics bhi bheji thi… aur confess bhi kiya tha ki hum muth maarte hain unpe.
Lekin yeh pehli baar tha jab kisi ne live kuch dekha tha.
Ashish ne aankhon mein thoda desperation le kar bola:
“Bhai… ab control nahi ho raha… mujhe kuch chahiye.”
“Kya chahiye?” maine tease karte hue pucha.
“Yaar… at least Geeti ki ek bra ya panty de de… kuch toh ho jisse muth maar saku… main usse dekh ke full horny ho gaya hoon.”
Maine uski taraf dekha… thoda shocked… thoda turned on.
“Gandi baat mat kar bhai…” maine muskurate hue kaha, lekin andar se mujhe bhi excitement ho raha tha. Yeh sab hamesha sirf baatein thi… lekin aaj sab real lag raha tha.
Mere paas Geeti ki kuch old sexy pics thi — ek short dress mein mirror selfie, ek off-shoulder top mein bed pe baithi hui, aur ek towel wrap wali close-up jo ek baar usne mazaak mein bheji thi. Maine woh teen images Ashish ko bhej diye.
Uske phone ki screen chamak uthi, uske haath turant hilne lage screen pe… aankhon mein ek alag si bhookh thi.
“Bhai… tu toh kamaal ka banda hai… main abhi washroom jaa raha hoon warna yahin nikal jaata.”
Main bhi andar se heat feel kar raha tha… maine socha, “Kya farq padta hai…”
Main quietly gaya bedroom ke corner mein jahan Geeti ki laundry basket thi — uski aaj ki worn bra aur panty abhi wahin padhi thi. Soft cotton, lekin uski khushboo se bhari hui. Main le aaya aur Ashish ko pakdaate waqt bola:
“Le le… par isse ganda mat kar… wapas de dena mujhe.”

Ashish ne aankhon mein shaitani chamak ke saath woh innerwear pakda…
“Bhai… tu best dost hai… main bhi tujhe kuch deta hoon.”
Usne phone nikala, aur Pranali ki do sexy pics mujhe bhej di — ek gym leggings mein se tight butt show karta pic, aur dusra ek deep cleavage selfie jo usne casually uske liye bheja tha.
Ab dono ka mann ek hi raaste pe tha…
Main aur Ashish apne apne rooms mein chale gaye… haathon mein phone, dimaag mein apni hi patni nahi… ek dusre ki patni ka hot image… aur andar ek dangerous, thrilling excitement.
Aaj ek naya daur shuru hua tha.

[Joker44]

Subah main jab utha, to thoda lethargic feel kar raha tha. Raat ka scene dimaag mein still fresh tha. Thoda fresh hone ke liye bathroom mein gaya… aur jaise hi bucket ke paas aankh gayi, ek dum se meri nazar ruk gayi.
Geeti ki panty, jo usne kal raat pehni thi — woh wahin thi… aur clearly, cum se soaked thi. Pura patch center mein… thoda whitish, thoda creamy… dekh kar hi meri smile nikal gayi.
“Bechara Ashish… full mood mein gaya tha…”
Main hasa… lekin maine turant woh panty washing machine mein daal di, taaki Geeti ko kuch bhi samajh na aaye. Use toh bilkul bhi bhanak nahi thi ki kal raat uske kapdon ke saath kya hua.
Kitchen se utensils ki awaz aa rahi thi. Geeti uth chuki thi, breakfast bana rahi thi. Main living mein aaya toh Ashish ready ho chuka tha — jeans, casual tee mein, baal ache se set kiye hue.
Usne mujhe dekha aur ek naughty si smile di.
“Kya baat hai bhai… kal raat badi special thi na?”
Main bas aankh maar ke bola, “Tere expressions sab keh gaye the…”
Tabhi Geeti hamare paas aayi — ek subtle lavender kurti aur leggings mein, thoda se loose fit tha lekin uska neckline aur kamar ka curve clearly visible tha. Uski bra ka halki si outline bhi dekh rahi thi. Usne mujhe ek cup chai pakdaaya.
Ashish ki nazar turant uske cleavage pe gayi.
Main dekh raha tha — wo aankhon se scan kar raha tha, aur uske lips pe ek slow grin tha.
Geeti casually bola,
“Ashish… chai mein shakkar kam hai, chahiye toh main aur daal dun?”
Ashish ne smile karte hue kaha,
“Nahi Geeti… bilkul perfect hai… waise bhi tum jo serve karo, wo kaise bhi ho… sweet hi lagta hai.”
Main ne uski taraf dekha — woh flirt kaafi direct tha.
Geeti thoda confuse si muskuraayi, “Acha…”
Aur andar chali gayi butter toast banane.
Ashish ne whisper kiya:
“Bhai… tujhe seriously bol raha hoon… agar tu ek din na ho ghar pe, main to full control khona shuru kar chuka hoon.”
Main hans diya,
“Oye kamine, sabar kar… tu apne imagination se kaam chala.”
Thodi der baad Geeti breakfast le aayi — table pe rakhte waqt uska jhukna… aur Ashish ki aankhen seedha uske cleavage ke niche fix ho gayi. Mujhe sab dikh raha tha.
Tabhi Ashish ne ek aur flirty line chhodi,
“Geeti… tum log dono IT wale toh full busy rehte ho… doctor ke liye thoda care rakhna chahiye… waise tumhe dekh ke lagta hai, tum kisi ko bhi instantly healthy bana sakti ho…”
Geeti ne ek awkward laugh diya, “Aap doctor ho ya shayar?”
Ashish: “Agar patient tum jaisi ho, toh main poet bhi ban jaata hoon…”
Geeti blush karte hue wapas apne kaam mein lag gayi.
Kuch der baad Ashish bahar nikal gaya — bole ki wo medical store tak jaa raha hai kuch lene.
Main aur Geeti ab ready ho rahe the — main apne office ke liye aur Geeti bank ke liye.
Mujhe laga sab normal chal raha hai… lekin Ashish ki aankhon mein woh fire ab clearly dikhti thi. Aur mujhe pata tha… woh fire sirf fantasies mein nahi rahegi… woh kahi na kahi kuch karne ki taraf badh rahi hai.

Raat ka aakhri pehar tha. Aaj Ashish ki mere ghar pe last night thi — kal subah usse wapas jaana tha. Hum dono balcony mein chai ke cup ke bina hi baith gaye the… bas halka andhera, ek doosre ka saath, aur dimaag mein woh raat bhar ki fantasies.
Geeti pehle hi so chuki thi. Shayad thak gayi thi, toh bina kisi awaaz ke room mein chali gayi thi aur lete hi so gayi.
Main ne Ashish se halka tease karte hue pucha:
"Kal kitni baar muth maari be?"
Ashish ne thoda embarrassed hoke hans kar bola:
"Bhai… kam se kam 3-4 baar… pagal ho gaya tha uss panty ki khushboo se."
Main bhi hasta hua bola:
"Abhi tuch kuch aur dikhata hoon… chal mere sath."
Woh thoda confused tha, lekin mere sath aane laga. Main use apne bedroom ke paas le gaya… hum dono dheere se andar jaake ruk gaye. Room andhera tha, sirf window se thodi si moonlight aa rahi thi.
Ashish ne thoda ghabrakar bola:
"Kya kar raha hai bhai… agar Geeti ko pata chal gaya toh vaat lag jaayegi."
Main dheere se bola:
"Chup reh… kuch nahi hoga. Vo deep sleep mein hai… itni asaani se nahi uthti."
Ashish ne andar dekha… aur ek dum se freeze ho gaya.
Geeti apne bed pe side mein leti hui thi — ek soft lavender color ki silk nighty mein. Nighty uski body se chipki hui thi, jaise kisi ne liquid fabric se uske curves cover kiye ho. Uski kamar ka curve bed pe clearly dikh raha tha, aur raat ki thandi hawa mein uske nipples ka outline nighty ke andar se ubhar raha tha.
Uska ek haath tummy pe tha, aur ek pair thoda fold hua tha — us position mein uski inner thighs aur full hips ka shape direct spotlight mein tha.
Ashish ki nazar turant uske cleavage pe gayi — nighty ka neckline thoda loose tha, aur uska deep cleavage moonlight mein thoda sa shine kar raha tha.
Uski soft brown skin, neckline ke paas ke loose strands of hair, aur halki se parted lips — wo moment ek perfect forbidden fantasy jaisa lag raha tha.
Ashish ki saans tez ho gayi.
Usne dheere se bola:
"Bhai… main usse itna paas se aaj pehli baar dekh raha hoon… aur main sach mein control nahi kar pa raha."
Main ne uske shoulder pe haath rakha,
"Bas dekh… par hath mat laga… ye sirf moment feel karne ke liye hai."
Kuch seconds tak hum dono chup the… bas Geeti ki body ka nasha aankhon ke zariye andar utar raha tha.
Phir maine dheere se Ashish ko khinch kar bahar le aaya.
Door band kiya… aur dono thodi der chup khade rahe.
Ashish ke lips se nikal gaya:
"Bhai… tu samajh bhi nahi sakta maine kya mehsoos kiya abhi… agar aur 2 minute rehta toh kuch ho jaata."
Main ne bas uski aankhon mein dekha —
Waha sirf ek cheez thi: hawas.



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Subah ki thandi hawa mein Ashish jaldi uth gaya tha. Usse apne ghar wapas jaana tha — uske gharwale trip se laut aaye the. Main bhi uth gaya tha, lekin halka lazy feel ho raha tha.
Ashish ek kaam kar gaya tha — jaate jaate woh seedha bathroom mein chala gaya… aur uske haath mein Geeti ke kal raat ke inners the.
Maine door ke kone se usse bathroom mein jaate dekha… aur bas halki si smile nikal gayi.
"Kamine ne toh full use kar liya moment ka…"
Main bas muskurate hue apne room mein wapas gaya, aur let gaya Geeti ke paas. Woh abhi bhi ghum sum thi neend mein.
Thodi der baad Geeti uth gayi — soft morning face, halki si muskurahat, aur aankhon mein wo typical "abhi toh uthi hoon" wali innocence.
Tabhi Ashish ready ho gaya. Geeti kitchen mein gayi toh Ashish usse bye bolne aaya.
Mujhe dekh ke normal smile di, lekin Geeti ko dekhte waqt uski aankhon mein ek last baar ki bhookh thi.
Usne nazar ghumaayi, halki si neck ke paas dekha, aur fir casually bola:
"Okay guys, main nikal raha hoon… amazing stay tha."
Geeti ne haath hila ke kaha,
"Take care Ashish bhaiya…"
Uske innocence aur Ashish ki aankhon ki hawas — ek ajeeb sa contrast tha.
Ashish nikal gaya.
Aur main ab full mood mein tha.
Geeti wapas room mein aayi, aur main use zyada hi chipak gaya — uski kamar mein haath daal ke close kheench liya. Usne thoda hichkicha ke dekha:
"Kya hua… aaj itna pyaar kyun aa raha hai achanak?"
Main ne bas halki si smile ke saath bola:
"Kya karun… meri biwi itni hot lag rahi thi sote hue… ki main sambhal hi nahi paaya."
Geeti hans padhi:
"Pagal ho kya? Sote hue kya dekh rahe the?"
Maine mazaak mein uski ear ke paas jhuk ke bola:
"Bas… ek bande ne toh almost kuch kar bhi diya hota… agar main na hota toh."
Geeti ne turant peechhe dekha:
"Kya?! Kya keh rahe ho tum?"
Uska chehra thoda confuse ho gaya, but main turant hansa aur bola:
"Mazaak kar raha hoon yaar… ab itna bhi possessive mat ho jao apne hotness ko le kar."
Woh mujhe dekhke thoda sharma gayi, fir pillow se mujhe lightly maara.
"Tum na… bohot zyada naughty ho gaye ho."
Main bas soch raha tha…
“Agar usse pata chalta ki uske panties kal raat kis haath mein thi… toh shayad woh itni casually smile nahi karti.”
Lekin kuch baatein sirf doston ke beech hi achhi lagti hain…
Aur kuch fantasies… kabhi kabhi uss ek pal mein pura safar tay kar jaati hain.

[Joker44]

Agla din… ek normal office day jaisa hi tha. Kaam table pe tha, system open tha… lekin dimaag kal raat aur subah ke thoughts mein hi uljha hua tha.
Geeti ne morning mein mujhe ek sweet goodbye diya tha, lekin mujhe pata tha… Ashish uske saath woh aankh ka khel karke gaya tha jo seedha dimag mein ghus jaata hai.
Main files mein busy tha, tabhi mera phone vibrate hua.
Ashish ka Insta DM.
Ek single message: “Bhai, ye dekh… mast maal.”
Curious hokar maine open kiya… aur turant meri saans ruk gayi.
Ek shot mein 3-4 Pranali ke private pictures — clearly bedroom ki thi.
Woh change kar rahi thi, shayad Ashish ke liye hi intentionally pose kiya tha… lekin jo angle tha, wo seductive se zyada raw and real lag raha tha.
Ek pic mein woh apni t-shirt utar rahi thi, black lace bra expose ho raha tha.
Dusre mein sirf panties mein mirror ke saamne thi — hips thoda side turn mein, waist ka curve jaise kisi painting ka smooth sketch ho.
Aur teesre mein woh white nighty ke andar clearly braless thi — nipples ke shape nighty se ubhar ke dikhe ja rahe the.








Mera gala sukh gaya.
Mujhe laga main kuch aur second bhi delay karunga toh pants geele ho jayenge.
Main seedha office ke washroom mein chala gaya.
Door lock kiya, aur phone nikal ke un pics pe haath chalana shuru kar diya.
Har frame pe Pranali ki innocent shakal aur wild body ek deadly combo create kar rahi thi.
Main literally 2 minute mein nikal gaya… haath thoda shaky, saans tez…
Maine fir Ashish ko message kiya:
“Behen ke l*… bhai, aaj tak itna intense kabhi feel nahi hua. Teri biwi toh paap ka darwaza kholti hai.”**
Tabhi uska call aaya.
Ashish (hans ke): “Maza aaya na?”
Main: “Maza? Bhai… main abhi office ke bathroom mein nikal ke aaya hoon. Aisi pics pe toh shareef bhi bigad jaaye.”
Ashish: “Toh soch… agar poori biwi mil jaaye toh?”
Main (halki laugh ke saath): “Bas bhai… agar Pranali ek baar mil jaaye… toh mera nasib set ho jaaye.”
Woh dono haanse… lekin is hansne ke peeche ek hi baat thi — hum dono ki biwiyon pe hum ek dusre ki aankh tik chuki thi… aur shayad ab irade bhi.
Phir usne casually bola:
“Waise aaj shaam ka kya plan hai? Tu aaja… ghar pe dinner hai. Pranali bhi poori tayar hogi… aur tera favourite banayegi.”
Maine bina sochhe reply kiya:
“Done. Office se nikalte hi sidha tere ghar.”
Phone kaatne ke baad… main fir ek baar screen dekhta raha.
Pranali ki tasveer ab bhi open thi…
Mere dimaag mein sirf ek khayal tha — aaj shaam uss tasveer ka asli version samne hoga.


Rohit office se seedha Ashish ke ghar gaya. Dimaag mein ab tak Pranali ki woh tasveerin ghoom rahi thi. Jaise hi gate open hua, Pranali khud saamne aayi — ek loose white top aur pastel pink shorts mein. Top ka neckline halka sa deep tha, aur andar clearly bra nahi thi. Jab woh jhuki paani dene ke liye, toh Rohit ki nazar uski cleavage mein atak gayi. Skin ka woh soft glow, nipple ka slight shadow — sab aankhon ke saamne alive lag raha tha.



Pranali muskurayi, “Rohit bhaiya, dinner thoda time lagega, aap relax karo tab tak.”
Woh andar gayi aur Ashish living mein aa gaya. Uski aankhon mein wohi naughty smile thi.
“Kaise lagi pic?” usne aankh maar ke kaha.
Rohit bas hasa, “Live version zyada dangerous hai…”
Ashish ne bola, “Bas enjoy kar… aaj tu dekhna, woh tere saath baithkar khana khayegi, aur tujhe samjhegi Rohit bhaiya… lekin tu jaanega uske andar ka kya chal raha hai.”
Thodi der baad Pranali plates le kar aayi. Jab woh table set kar rahi thi, toh Rohit side mein khada uski thighs aur hips observe kar raha tha. Shorts itne tight the ki har curve frame mein tha. Uski kamar jhukti thi, hips lift hote the… aur Ashish har movement pe Rohit ka reaction enjoy kar raha tha.
Dinner ke waqt Pranali Rohit ke samne baithi. Jab woh roti serve karti, uska seena thoda aage jhukta, neckline se cleavage aur clear dikhta. Ek baar uska haath Rohit ke haath se touch ho gaya, aur Pranali ne halki si awkward smile di, “Oops… sorry.”
Rohit ne bola, “It’s okay,” lekin andar se uska blood rush kar gaya tha. Us touch mein ek alag hi softness thi.
Ashish beech beech mein chhoti chhoti baatein kar raha tha, lekin un dono ke beech ek aankhon ki game chal rahi thi. Pranali anjaan thi ki woh har moment mein slowly tease kar rahi hai. Jab woh pani ka glass uthati, toh uska top thoda aur neeche khisakta. Rohit ke liye woh har second slow torture tha.
Dinner ke baad Pranali kitchen mein gayi, toh Ashish ne Rohit ke kaan mein bola, “Kaisi lagi live performance?”
Rohit ne dheere se bola, “Bhai… agar ek baar bedroom mein aa jaaye toh main khud ko rok nahi paaunga.”
Ashish ne muskurake kaha, “Kismat ke karib tu aa gaya hai… ab thoda sabr rakh.”
Wapas aakar Pranali ne ek cold drink sabko diya, aur couch pe baithe baithe woh Rohit ke bilkul paas baith gayi. Uski thigh touch kar rahi thi Rohit ki leg se. Rohit ke haath se remote gira, aur jab woh uthake diya, toh uske baalon ki halki khushboo, uska jhukna — sab Rohit ke senses ko trigger kar raha tha.
Jab woh uthkar andar gayi, toh Ashish ne phir tease kiya, “Bhai, aaj toh laga tu kuch kar hi dega.”
Rohit ne bola, “Bas ek pal aur mil jaaye… main apne hosh pe bharosa nahi kar sakta.”
Us raat, jab Rohit ghar gaya, uska dimaag sirf ek cheez se bhara tha — Pranali ki body ka warmth, uske innosent expressions ke peeche chhupa sexy charm, aur woh chhoti chhoti touches jo jaise ek silent invitation ban gaye the.
Geeti ghar pe so rahi thi, bina jaane ki Rohit ke dimaag mein ab koi aur tasveer jal rahi hai. Woh abhi bhi usi simple nighty mein thi, jisme uski massomiyat aur sharir dono saath so rahe the… lekin Rohit ki aankhon mein ab uske alawa ek aur aurat ka silhouette jag chuka tha.
Agle din kya hoga, ab Geeti aur Pranali dono ki massomiyat us dosti ke irade ke saamne tik paayegi… ya ek pal mein sab kuch badal jayega?

Agla din... dono doston ke dimaag mein raat ka nasha ab bhi zinda tha. Rohit office se thoda jaldi nikla aur sidha Ashish ke clinic ke paas milne gaya. Ek chai shop pe dono mile — lekin is baar conversation casual nahi thi… is baar real thi.
Ashish ne directly kaha, “Bhai… ab sach bolun toh main Pranali ke baare mein kabhi kisi se kuch imagine nahi karta tha… lekin jab se tu bola, tab se mujhe Geeti bhi alag lagne lagi hai. Tu lucky hai… woh sexy aur sharif ka perfect mix hai.”
Rohit ne coffee ka sip liya aur seriously bola, “Aur main bhi tujhe lucky maanta hoon. Pranali ka innocence toh sabko dikhta hai… par uske gestures mein jo tease hai na… woh sabse bada trigger hai.”
Ek pause ke baad dono ne ek dusre ko dekha… aur Ashish bola, “Toh karte hain na phir… ek honest plan. Ek baar ke liye nahi… ek connection create karte hain. Real, regular… lekin secret. Na wives ko jhatka lage, na koi drama ho.”
Rohit ne agree karte hue kaha, “Haan… sirf ek baar karne se sirf fantasy poori hoti hai. Main toh chahata hoon ek deep swap — jahan main Pranali ke saath emotional intimacy bhi share kar sakun… aur tu Geeti ko jaise deserve karta hai waise feel kara sake.”
Donon ne decide kiya — ye koi drunken wild mistake nahi hone wali thi.
Ye ek designed seduction hone wali thi, jisme rules, support aur trust hoga.
Rules banaye gaye:

1. No Force, No Rush – Biwiyon ko kabhi force ya pressure nahi dena. Sab kuch natural lage.
   
2. Emotional Comfort First – Pehle friendship, comfort build karni hai. Jab tak woh khud open na ho jaayein, physical step nahi lena.
   
3. Support Each Other – Jab bhi mauka aaye, ek dusra doston jaisa support kare. Jab Ashish Geeti ke close ho, Rohit help kare usse setup karne mein. Aur vice versa.
   
4. No Guilt, No Lies – Ek baar jab biwi involve ho jaaye, unke liye bhi space aur respect deni hai. Sirf body nahi, poora rishta share karna hai.
   
5. Keep it Secret, Keep it Alive – Ye unka hi raaz rahe. Duniya ke liye woh still perfect husbands ban ke rahenge.
   

Ashish ne Rohit ki taraf dekha, “Main ready hoon… teri biwi ke liye bhi… aur apni bhi tere liye. Par yeh game fast nahi, smart khelenge.”
Rohit ne uska haath thaam kar kaha, “Aur main tere liye bhi waise hi sochta hoon. Main Geeti ko prepare karunga, tu Pranali ko. Moments create karte hain, situations design karte hain… jisme unka dil dheere dheere humare dusre chehre ki taraf khinch jaaye.”
Ashish ne aankh maari, “Tabhi toh kehte hain… sahi dosti mein sab kuch possible hai.”
Dono ne chai ka cup cheers kiya.
Aaj se unka rishta sirf dosti tak seemit nahi tha…
Ye ek silent alliance tha — jisme seduction, swapping aur satisfaction teenon ek saath chalne wale the.
Ab kahani ka agla phase start hota hai —
Pranali aur Geeti ke saath woh chhoti chhoti encounters… woh teasing compliments, woh light touches, woh eyes mein chhupa hua game… sab kuch badal ke rakh dene wala tha.



Agle din subah Geeti thodi low feel kar rahi thi. Saans lene mein thoda heaviness tha, thoda weak lag rahi thi. Rohit ne uska haath chhoo kar dekha — halki si thand, halki si ghabrahat.
“Main tujhe doctor ke paas le jaata hoon,” usne softly kaha.
Geeti ne resist kiya, “Nahi, main thik ho jaungi thodi der mein…”
Lekin Rohit zidd pe tha — aur dimaag mein ek aur soch bhi.
“Ashish ke clinic le jaata hoon… sahi doctor bhi, aur perfect chance bhi.”
Kuch der mein dono Ashish ke clinic pahuch gaye. Rohit waiting area mein baithe, aur Geeti ko andar bheja gaya. Clinic ka setup simple tha — inspection bed ek bade curtain se covered tha. Parda laga tha, lekin Rohit ko pata tha… uske peeche kya hone wala hai.
Ashish ne white coat pehna tha, stethoscope ready. Geeti seedha bed par baith gayi — halki si nervous, lekin bimar hone ki wajah se zyada resistance nahi thi.
“Geeti… relax karo, main hoon na,” Ashish ne professional tone mein kaha.
Usne stethoscope uthaya, pehle Geeti ke chest ke upar rakha. Geeti ka dupatta halka sa side hua… neckline expose ho gayi.
Usne stethoscope ko uske cleavage ke center mein softly press kiya — Geeti ne aankhen band kar li… thoda discomfort, thoda shyness.
“Saans lo… gehri saans lo…”
Geeti ne slowly saans li… aur Ashish ne uske curve ko feel kiya — lekin doctor ke touch ke cover mein.
Uske haath ka pressure controlled tha… lekin uske fingers kabhi kabhi halki si skin pe touch karti — jaise galti se.
Phir usne side angle liya — stethoscope uske breast ke side ke neeche rakha. Us moment mein Geeti ne halki si aankh kholi… lekin Ashish fully focused tha — ya dikhawa kar raha tha.
Phir Ashish ne bola, “Bas back ka bhi check kar leta hoon…”
Geeti ne halki si turn liya, aur Ashish ne uske upper back pe haath rakha, stethoscope uske bra strap ke bilkul paas. Uske haath ab uski kamar tak chale gaye the — jahan wo bas support dikhane ke liye uska body balance kar raha tha, lekin uska touch clearly longer than required tha.




Curtain ke bahar Rohit baithe tha… but uske chehre pe tension nahi, ek silent excitement thi. Usse pata tha ki Ashish andhar kya kar raha hai — aur woh chah raha tha ki woh kare.
Geeti un sab ko doctor ke duty ka hissa samajh rahi thi — par Ashish ke liye woh har second pleasure ka slow injection tha.
5 minute baad, Ashish curtain hata ke bahar aaya. Rohit ne uski aankhon mein dekha — waha ek winning spark tha.
Usne softly kaha, “Nothing serious… halka infection aur anxiety… rest chahiye.”
Rohit ne halka sa smile diya, “Thanks bhai… tune toh jaise hamesha sambhal liya.”
Geeti bahar aayi — halka sa blush, aankhon mein thodi shyness. Shayad usne bhi feel kiya tha, lekin usne khud ko samjhaya — “Woh doctor hai… professional touch tha.”
Par Rohit aur Ashish jaante the — us touch mein pehli baar ek physical seed gir chuka tha.
Us raat Rohit jab Geeti ke paas let raha, usne uske kandhe pe haath rakha, dheere se bola,
“Aaj tum bohot pyaari lag rahi thi… jab tum thoda weak hoti ho na, tab tumhara softness aur bhi zyada feel hota hai.”
Geeti ne aankhen band karke bas “hmm” kiya… uske mann mein bhi kuch tha, jo samajh nahi pa rahi thi.
Lekin Ashish aur Rohit… dono perfectly samajh rahe the:
Pehla touch ho chuka hai.

Raat ke around 11 baj rahe the. Rohit bed pe tha, Geeti uske paas soti hui — halka fever ab bhi tha, lekin woh comfort zone mein thi. Rohit mobile scroll kar raha tha, jab phone pe Ashish ka message aaya:
Ashish: “Bhai, kal main ghar pe nahi rahunga… ek surgery case hai, hospital mein admit rehna padega.”
Rohit ne reply kiya:
“Ok bro, sab thik?”
Ashish ne turant likha:
“Sab thik hai… bas tujhe ek kaam dena hai.”
“Kal Geeti ko thoda weak feel ho raha hoga… toh use kehna ki clinic jaaye checkup ke liye…”
“Tu usse leke aa… aur tu usse andar bhejna.”
“Main nahi honga… toh tu hi doctor ban jaa.”
Rohit ka dil ek second ke liye tez dhadak gaya.
“Tu serious hai?”
Ashish ne likha:
“Full serious… clinic ka access teri liye open hai.
Use bata dena main emergency mein gaya hoon… tu hi check karega.
Freehand hai bhai… jaise tujhe feel ho, waise treat karna.
Vo already comfortable ho gayi hai na… tu bas thoda aur aage le jaa.”
Rohit ne aankhon mein ek naughty smile ke saath type kiya:
“Aur tu? Teri biwi ka kya?”
Ashish ne reply kiya:
“Uske liye bhi plan ready hai… pehle tu apni biwi ke touch ka taste le.
Uska tan ab bhi us touch ko confuse kar raha hoga… tu bas us feeling ko spark kar.”
Rohit ne fir type kiya:
“Kal clinic mein… sirf main, vo… aur ek close curtain.”
“Aur meri aankhon ke samne uska woh tan… jahan tak ab tak sirf aankhon ka haq tha…”
Ashish ne ek last message bheja:
“Kal tera din hai… treat her, touch her, tempt her.”
“Lekin yaad rakh — slowly, smartly. Sharam aur hawas ke beech ka jo zone hota hai na… woh sabse dangerous aur sabse sexy hota hai.”
Rohit ne phone side rakha.
Uski aankhon ke saamne kal ka poora scene chal raha tha…
Geeti… usi inspection bed pe… phir se weak si, halki si vulnerable… aur is baar uske upar Ashish ka nahi, uska apna haath hoga.
Rohit ne Geeti ke baalon mein haath ghumate hue socha —
“Kal tujhe woh comfort milega, jahan touch doctor ka nahi, pati ka bhi nahi… kuch aur hoga… jo tujhe samajh hi nahi aayega.”



Us raat Rohit bed pe lete lete Geeti ke baal mein ungliyan chala raha tha. Uska chehra halka se feverish lag raha tha, aankhen adhi band. Geeti abhi bhi thoda bechain thi… breathing halki si fast thi.
Rohit ne uske forehead pe haath rakha — “Aaj bhi thodi low feel ho rahi hai na?”
Geeti ne aankh khol ke dheere se bola, “Haan… thoda sa…”
Usne usse kiss diya, “Tu rest kar, main abhi aata hoon…”
Rohit chhupke se phone le kar balcony gaya, aur Ashish ko message drop kiya:
"Bhai… kal main office ja raha hoon. Tu afternoon mein ghar aa jaana. Geeti abhi bhi low feel kar rahi hai, tu kahna ki check-up complete nahi hua tha… aur tu uska dobara detailed check karna chahta hai. Tere haath free honge... samajh raha na?"
Ashish ka reply turant aaya:
"Ohh bhai… tu toh kamaal ka wingman nikla. Kal ka intezaar nahi ho raha."
Rohit ne typing start ki:
"Kal meri taraf se full green light hai. Use bolunga ki tu aa raha hai uska dobara check-up karne. Jo bhi chahiye… tu le lena. Woh tujhe doctor samajhke sab allow karegi. Par tu feel lena… dheere dheere. Confidence ke saath."
Ashish ne reply diya:
"Clinic ka touch already kaafi tha… uske saans lene ka tareeka badal gaya tha jab main uske cleavage ke beech mein stethoscope rakha. Kal… main us comfort zone ko aur deepen karunga. Skin to skin nahi… lekin soft graze, personal tone, and maybe… ek light massage bhi."
Rohit ki aankhon ke saamne woh moment ghoom gaya…
Geeti, bed pe… nighty mein… aankhen band kiye… aur Ashish ke haath uske delicate points pe… with permission.
"Just make her feel safe… par slowly addicted to your touch."
Ashish ka reply tha:
"Bhai… agar tu nahi hota toh yeh fantasy kabhi reality nahi banti. Tu apni biwi ka itna control mujhe de raha hai… main tujhe fail nahi karunga."
Rohit ne last message type kiya:
"Bas ek hi rule… use jhatka nahi… jazbaat chhedhne hain. Let her want you, without even realizing it."
Us raat Rohit wapas bed pe gaya, Geeti so rahi thi… uski saans ab bhi thodi bhaari thi. Rohit uske paas lete hue socha…
"Woh soch rahi hai ki main bas uske health ko leke worried hoon… par woh nahi jaanti… main uske liye ek naya comfort design kar raha hoon… kisi aur ke haathon."
Kal jab Ashish ghar aayega… woh sirf ek doctor nahi hoga — woh us dosti ka hissa ban chuka hoga jahan patniyan bhi ab sirf apni nahi rahi.

Agla din dopahar ke around tha. Rohit office ke liye nikalne se pehle Geeti ke paas aaya.
“Ashish aaj aayega thoda late afternoon… usne bola ki tera check-up proper complete nahi hua tha clinic mein.”
Geeti ne thoda surprise expression diya, “Abhi? Zarurat hai kya?”
Rohit ne soft tone mein kaha, “Haan… tu abhi bhi fully theek nahi lag rahi. Let him see you properly… ghar pe aayega toh tu comfortable bhi feel karegi.”
Geeti ne halka sa sir hila diya. Usne resistance nahi kiya.
Rohit chala gaya — aur kuch der baad Ashish ghar ke andar aaya. White shirt, sleeves rolled up, stethoscope neck mein latka hua. Ek dam calm, confident look — lekin aankhon mein woh same fire.
“Hey Geeti… kaisi feeling ho rahi hai?”
Geeti sofa pe baithi thi, halki si thakan chehre pe thi. Usne bola, “Thoda weak feel ho raha hai ab bhi…”
Ashish uske paas sofa ke arm pe baitha, “Let me check. Clinic mein thoda rush tha… ab main properly dekh leta hoon.”
Geeti ne thoda adjust karke dupatta sambhala. Ashish ne stethoscope uthaya… aur phir uska haath Geeti ke shoulder tak gaya.
“Breathing check karta hoon… saans lete raho…”






Usne neckline ke paas dupatta halka sa side kiya. Geeti ne aankhen thodi band kar li…
Ashish ne stethoscope uske cleavage ke bilkul beech mein softly rakha. Skin thandi thi, aur uska touch warm… Geeti ka body thoda twitch hua, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha.
“Deep breath Geeti…”
Uske bolne ka andaaz halka soft aur close tha. Geeti ne saans li, chest halka utha…
Ashish ke haath ka pressure stethoscope ke saath skin pe bada… nipples ke just upar se stethoscope slowly shift hua, jaise woh different positions check kar raha ho — lekin har shift ke saath, uska thumb kabhi collarbone pe, kabhi upper curve pe lightly graze karta raha.
“Turn thoda side pe… back bhi check karna hai.”
Geeti ne dheere se body side ki. Ashish ab uske peechhe tha. Uske haath uske upper back pe gaye — stethoscope bra strap ke side se rakha.
Phir ek point pe, uske haath Geeti ke side ribs se waist tak slip hua — support ke naam pe.
Wo ek slow, controlled, but dangerously intimate movement tha.
Geeti ka body stiff hua ek second ke liye — lekin usne kuch nahi kaha.
Shayad she told herself — “Ye toh doctor ka checkup hai…”
Lekin andar kahin uska tan unfamiliar heat mehsoos kar raha tha.
Ashish ab uske front pe wapas aaya.
“Thoda heartbeat bhi dekh leta hoon…”









Is baar usne stethoscope thoda neeche, almost under bust ke area ke paas rakha.
Uska haath dupatta ke neeche gaya… stethoscope chest ke curve ke bilkul neeche place kiya gaya.
Geeti ki aankhen bandh thi — saans fast hone lagi thi.
Ashish uske breathing aur reaction ko observe kar raha tha — aur phir ek bold move…
Usne stethoscope hata ke uski kamar pe haath rakha — aur bola, “Neck thoda tight lag rahi hai… shoulder massage kar doon thoda?”
Geeti ne aankhen khol ke dekha… thoda hichkichaayi, par weak si smile di, “Okay…”
Ashish ne uske dono shoulders pakde… aur light circular pressure dena start kiya.
Uske thumbs Geeti ke neck ke niche jaa rahe the… skin ka warmth uske haathon ke neeche feel ho raha tha.
Woh touch formal massage nahi… intimate slow strokes mein convert ho raha tha.
Geeti ka body relax ho raha tha… lekin nipples ka thoda hard ho jaana, uski saans ka rhythm… sab kuch bata raha tha ki kuch andar se react ho raha hai.
Ashish ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar dheere se kaha:
“You're doing really well… bas rest karna hai ab. Tumhare shoulders kaafi stressed lage.”
Geeti ne halki si aankhen khol ke bas “Hmm…” kiya… jaise woh kuch samajh nahi paa rahi ho ya samajhna nahi chahti.
Ashish ne ek last squeeze uske upper arms pe diya… aur phir uske paas se uth gaya.
“That’s it… you’re okay. Rohit aake rest karwa dega ab. Main chalta hoon.”
Geeti kuch nahi boli… sirf slow blink karte hue, aankhen close kar li.
Ashish ghar se bahar nikalte hi Rohit ko message bheja:
“Bhai… tan response kar gaya. Saans, nipples, body ka flow… sab kuch mehsoos kiya maine.”
“She didn’t stop me. She let it happen.
Agla step… she has to start thinking about that moment on her own.”
Rohit ne sirf reply kiya:
“Game on.”


Rohit office se nikalne hi wala tha, tabhi Ashish ka message aaya:
"Bhai, urgent emergency aa gayi. Clinic se nikal nahi paunga.
Pranali ka laptop kharab ho gaya hai, usne kaha kuch urgent kaam hai…
Kya tu uske paas jaa sakta hai? Please help kar dena thoda."
Rohit ka dil ek second ke liye skip kar gaya.
Pranali… ghar pe… akeli… aur help chahiye.
“Main abhi nikalta hoon.”
Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the jab Rohit Pranali ke flat pe pohcha. Door open hua, and she appeared — ek loose t-shirt aur gym leggings mein. Hair tied in a messy bun, face fresh, aur ek simple smile ke saath:
“Arre Rohit bhaiya, thank you so much… mujhe laga aaj ka kaam gaya.”
Rohit ne andar aate hue kaha, “Koi baat nahi. Tumhare liye toh main hamesha available hoon.”
Pranali ne living room ke table pe laptop set kiya tha — but woh couch ke samne neeche baith gayi. Jab Rohit uske paas jhuka, toh uski leggings ke tight fit ka first real close-up mila — toned thighs, slim waist aur hips ka soft stretch.
Uska t-shirt halka loose tha… lekin jab woh aage jhukti, toh neckline se andar ka glimpse mil jaata.
Laptop start kiya, aur troubleshoot karne laga.
Pranali side mein baithi thi, knees folded. Kabhi kabhi uska arm Rohit ke arm se brush karta… ek casual closeness, lekin body instantly react kar rahi thi.
“Bohot mushkil hai bhaiya… aapko IT line mein hona chahiye tha…”
Rohit ne uski taraf dekha, “Tumhe nahi pata… main aur bhi cheezein theek kar sakta hoon.”
Pranali ne hasi chupayi, lekin aankhon mein ek sparkle tha.
Laptop jab repair mode pe gaya, toh loading mein thoda time lagne laga.
Woh dono ab couch ke aur kareeb baith gaye. Rohit thoda slouch karke baitha, uska arm couch ke peeche gaya — aur Pranali us arm ke under mein aayi jaise naturally.
Uske baal ka ek strand Rohit ke collar pe gir gaya… usne slow motion mein woh strand hata diya, fingertips uske neck ko lightly graze karte hue.
Pranali ne kuch nahi kaha… but body slightly stiff hui.
Usne bas ek halki si smile di — awkward nahi, balki surprised curious type.
Rohit ne dheere se bola, “Tumhare baal ka texture bohot soft hai… conditioning ka raaz kya hai?”
Pranali ne thoda blush karte hue bola, “Just water… aur thoda patience.”
Uske baad laptop boot ho gaya. Rohit ne system check kiya, aur repair complete hua.
“Ho gaya…”
Usne screen side ki aur Pranali thoda aur aage jhuki dekhne ke liye —
Uska seena Rohit ke arm ke just paas aa gaya — warm, close, aur thoda brush karta hua.
Rohit ne use dekha — Pranali ki eyes screen pe thi, lekin lips halki parted thi. Saans thodi deep thi.
Us moment mein Rohit ka mann kiya… ek inch aur kareeb jaye, uski neck ke paas soft tone mein kuch kahe.
Lekin usne khud ko control kiya.
Sirf itna bola:
“Tumhare husband lucky hain.”
Pranali ne side se dekha — aankhon mein ek second ke liye kuch ruka… phir dheere se bola:
“Aur tumhare liye toh koi bhi lucky ho sakta hai…”
Woh moment heavy tha. Silence mein ek emotion thaa — unnamed, unspoken, but alive.
Rohit ne stand lete hue kaha:
“Bas, aaj ke liye kaafi heat ho gayi system mein… aur thoda hum dono mein bhi.”
Pranali hansi… lekin aankhon mein ek naya sparkle tha.
Woh ab sirf Ashish ki biwi nahi thi — uske andar ab ek curiosity jaag chuki thi, jiska direction usse bhi nahi pata tha.
Rohit jaise hi nikal raha tha, usne ek baar palat ke dekha…
Pranali usse dekh rahi thi — aankhon mein interest, thoda guilt… aur bahut saara suspense.

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Nice update

[Joker44]

Shaam ka waqt tha. Rohit living room mein apne laptop pe kaam kar raha tha.
Geeti kitchen mein coffee bana rahi thi, jab usne casually poocha:
"Kal Pranali apne maayke ja rahi hai na?"
Rohit ne haan mein sir hilaaya, "Haan… uske cousin ki engagement hai, teen din ke liye. Ashish busy hoga hospital mein."
Geeti ne cups table pe rakhe, “Nice… chhoti si break mil jaayegi use.”
Rohit ne pause liya… aur phir casually bola:
“Waise mujhe bhi kal outstation jaana hai… ek business meet hai, next city mein. Ek raat ka kaam hai, par main ghar nahi reh paunga.”
Geeti ne turant palat ke dekha, “Oh… main toh kabhi akeli nahi rahi hoon ghar pe…”
Rohit uski aankhon mein dekhta raha — uska nervousness, woh thoda sa anxiety ka spark.
“Main samajh sakta hoon,” Rohit ne soft tone mein kaha,
“Isliye socha tha… agar Ashish ghar aa jaaye toh theek hai na? Tumhe toh comfort hai usse… tum usse bhaiya bolti ho.”
Geeti ne thoda hesitant face banaya, “Lekin… main aur Ashish… kabhi same roof pe ruke nahi…”
She lowered her voice, “Mujhe ajeeb lagega… main kaise…?”
Rohit ne uska haath pakda, “Geeti… he’s my best friend. Tum jaanti ho usse kitne time se. Jab tum bimar thi tab usne care bhi kiya. Tumhare liye hi toh keh raha hoon… comfortable feel hoga.”
Geeti abhi bhi confused thi.
“Main samajh rahi hoon… par ghar mein sirf main aur woh? Tum ho nahi rahe hoge… it feels odd.”
Rohit uske aur kareeb aaya.
“Geeti… sab safe hai. Main Ashish ko jaanta hoon. Aur tumhe bhi… tum toh itni mature ho. Bas ek raat hai. Tum dono apne rooms mein rahoge. Breakfast banwa lena usse… aur agar kuch chahiye ho toh usse keh dena. Tumhe akeli nahi lagne doonga.”
Geeti ne thoda silence liya…
Uska mind conflict kar raha tha — pativrata biwi ke sanskaar aur apne pati ke trust ke beech.
“Main usse uncomfortable feel nahi karwana chahti…”
Rohit ne uska chin gently touch karte hue kaha,
“Tum usse bhaiya bolti ho… aur woh us respect ko samajhta hai. Relax. Trust me, nothing wrong will happen.”
Thoda sa pause… aur phir Geeti ne dheere se sir hila diya.
“Theek hai… agar tum keh rahe ho… toh main adjust kar loongi.”
Rohit ne uske forehead pe soft kiss diya.
“That’s my girl. You’re stronger than you think, Geeti.”
Lekin jab Geeti coffee sip kar rahi thi… uska mind ek ajeeb feeling se bhara tha.
Woh khud se poochh rahi thi:
“Main safe toh hoon… par kya main ready hoon?”
“Kal jab Ashish mere saamne hoga… sirf hum dono… toh kya sab itna hi simple hoga jitna Rohit keh raha hai?”
Usse nahi pata tha… kal ki raat uske liye ek nayi line define karne wali hai — jahan sharafat aur chhupi hui ichchha… dono ek hi chhat ke neeche honge.







Geeti ne raat ke liye ek soft, comfortable night suit nikala — halki cream color ki cotton nighty, jisme neckline thoda loose tha aur sleeves quarter length ke. Usne andar simple cotton bra aur matching panty pehni thi, jaise har raat karti hai. Lekin uska tan thoda garam tha… shayad Rohit ke jaane ka ehsaas, ya Ashish ke aane ki soch.
Usne ek halki si kajal ki line kheench li aankhon mein… aur socha, “Doctor aa raha hai… thoda sa to fresh lagna chahiye.”
Apne aap par muskuraayi, lekin andar kuch aur hi tha — ek ajeeb si energy.
Ghadi ne 8 bajaye. Bell baji.
Geeti ne halki si sans kheechi aur door khola.
Ashish khada tha — casual grey T-shirt, black jeans, aur haath mein ek chhota sa packet.
“Hey Geeti… sorry late ho gaya, ek patient emergency mein aa gaya tha.”
Geeti ne halka sa smile diya, “No problem… dinner bana diya hai, aaiye.”
Jab Ashish andar aaya, usne ek nazar Geeti pe daali — uska nightwear soft light mein aur zyada body-hugging lag raha tha. Neckline se thoda se skin dikhaai de rahi thi, aur jab woh table pe dishes set kar rahi thi, toh uski kamar aur hips ka sway clear tha.
Ashish ne aankhen hatayi, lekin mann se nahi.
Dinner table pe dono baithe. Geeti ne uske liye roti aur sabzi serve ki. Ashish ne kaha,
“Waise tumhare haathon ka khaana, doctor ke liye dawai se kam nahi.”
Geeti hans padhi, “Waise aap patient ke liye line maarte ho ya sabko?”
Ashish bhi hans diya, “Tumse pehle kabhi itni honestly nahi ki.”
Geeti ne aankhen chhoti kar ke dekha, “Acha… flirt bhi karte ho ab toh?”
Ashish ne halka se forward hoke kaha, “Bas comfort level ke hisaab se. Aur tumhare saath… achanak hi kaafi aaraam se ho gaya.”
Geeti us pal ke baad thoda shaant ho gayi thi… lekin uncomfortable nahi.
Uske gestures ab halki si open ho rahi thi — haath baal ke piche le jaate waqt neckline thoda expose hota, jab woh paani serve karti toh jhukne mein tension nahi hoti.
Ashish ne notice kiya — uske cleavage ka curve, uski light perfume ki meethi khushboo, aur thigh ke side se kapde ka thoda transparent hona.
Dinner ke baad Geeti ne plates uthayi. Ashish side mein aaya help karne.
“Main help kar doon?”
“Nahi… rehne dijiye. Waise bhi… ghar ke kaam mein aap doctor log bigad jaate ho.”
“Main sirf tumhare ghar mein bigadna chahta hoon,” Ashish ne slow tone mein kaha.
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha… ek second ke liye kuch freeze hua… phir usne sir jhuka ke smile kiya.
“Bohot chalak ho gaye ho aap…”
Ashish uski eyes mein dekh raha tha.
“Tumhari aankhon mein sab mil jaata hai… toh bolne ki zarurat hi nahi padti.”
Woh dono kitchen ke corner mein khaade the… distance kam tha… hawa thodi heavy thi…
Geeti ne bola, “Aapko paani chahiye?”
“Tum jo bhi do… le sakta hoon.” Ashish ne kaha.
Geeti ne ek second ki silence ke baad paani ka glass diya…
Uske haath Ashish ke haathon se chhoo gaye.
Usne paani lete waqt halki si pressure se touch banaya… jaise koi signal de raha ho.
Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha… bas apni aankhen uske seene tak le aayi… aur wapas aankhon mein.
Ab woh comfortable thi… lekin ek level ke baad aware bhi.
Ashish ke liye woh raat, aur woh pal — sirf shuruaat thi.
Aur Geeti… woh ab us space mein thi jahan touch aur baat ka fark dhundhla padne laga tha.


Geeti dishes wash karke aayi toh Ashish abhi bhi living room mein sofa pe relaxed baitha tha, uske haath mein paani ka glass. Light dim thi, raat ka silence slowly room mein fail raha tha.
Usne Geeti ko dekha, “Tum theek ho na ab? Kal thoda breathing issue lag raha tha, ab better feel ho raha hai?”
Geeti ne softly bola, “Haan… abhi theek hoon, bas thoda tired lag raha hai body mein.”
Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue bola, “Mujhe yaad hai kal jab main check kar raha tha… tumhari shoulders aur neck area kaafi tight lag raha tha. Agar tum chaho… toh main ek light massage de sakta hoon. Like last time…”
Geeti ek pal ke liye ruki… kuch bolti, uske pehle hi Ashish ne aur soft tone mein kaha,
“Professional hi hai… main kaafi patients ko deta hoon jab woh stress mein hote hain. Tum comfortable ho toh bolo, warna rehne do.”
Geeti ne ek slow sa yes mein sir hila diya. Ashish ne couch ke beech space adjust kiya,
“Tum bas yahin late jao… face down. Main shoulder area se start karta hoon.”
Geeti ne dupatta adjust kiya, nighty thodi tight thi peeche se, par usne aankhen band karke dheere se couch pe let gayi. Uski kamar ka curve Ashish ke samne tha, nighty ka kapda soft skin se chipka hua tha.
Ashish ne dono haathon se uske shoulder pakde — warm touch, firm grip.
“Just relax, main hoon yahan…”
Uske thumbs ne circular motion start kiya… shoulder ke muscles ko dheere dheere press karta hua.
Geeti ne ek halki si satisfied sigh nikali. “Hmm… yeh toh… bohot relaxing lag raha hai…”
Ashish ab neck ke paas aaya, dono thumbs uske collarbone ke neeche deep pressure mein move kar rahe the. Kabhi kabhi uske fingers nighty ke neckline ke neeche chhoo jaate, but natural motion ke jaisa.
Uska body ab dheere dheere melt ho raha tha.
Geeti ab tension free thi — uska breathing soft ho chuka tha.
Ashish ke haath ab back ke middle tak ja chuke the… aur uski hips ke upar ke area tak smooth strokes aa ja rahe the.
Geeti ne aankhen band rakhi, lekin uska tan jaise us touch ka wait kar raha tha.
Ashish ne dheere se bola, “Tumhe chaho toh main oil massage bhi de sakta hoon… back muscles ke liye aur helpful hota hai. Ya itna hi theek hai?”
Geeti ne thoda pause liya… saans le kar socha…
Uske body ka har part ab Ashish ke haathon ko accept kar chuka tha.
Uska mind confused tha, lekin tan ne toh jawab de diya tha…
Usne dheere se pucha, “Oil use karna padega kya?”
Ashish ne muskurate hue bola, “Only if you want deeper relaxation…”
Room ka temperature badhne laga tha.
Ab faisla Geeti ke haath mein tha… aur uski aankhon mein pehli baar woh shine thi… jo ek pativrata aurat ke andar ki chhupi hui aurat ko expose karti hai.


Ashish ke haath ab Geeti ke lower back tak aa chuke the, thumbs gentle strokes mein glide ho rahe the. Room mein sirf ek table lamp ki soft roshni thi, aur Geeti ka breathing ab deeply relaxed ho chuka tha.
Ek moment ke baad Ashish ne softly kaha,
“Geeti… I think yeh couch itna pressure handle nahi kar paayega. Agar tum comfortable ho toh bed pe aajao. Aur oil massage karna hai toh top utarna padega… bas back open rakhne ke liye. But only if you're okay…”
Geeti ne turant jawab nahi diya. Usne thoda turn karke aankhen kholi…
Uska mind ruka… heartbeat thoda tez hua.
Par phir usne Ashish ki taraf dekha — uski aankhon mein koi force nahi thi. Bas waiting, respect, aur woh same calming warmth.
Geeti ne halki si sans kheechi… phir thoda soch kar bola:
“Thik hai…”
Woh dheere se uthi, uska nighty ka loose top apne haathon se pull up kiya…
Bra ab bhi pehna tha, lekin back exposure ke liye top completely nikal diya.
Uske tan pe thandi hawa lagti hi ek halka shiver hua…
Par woh turant bedroom mein chali gayi.
Bed ki white sheet pe woh face-down let gayi, baal side mein khisakaye…
Back completely bare… skin smooth, glowing… thodi nervousness, thoda thrill.
Uska voice halki si shaky thi, “Ashish… aa jaaiye…”
Ashish us moment mein kuch seconds ke liye door khada raha.
Usne Geeti ko dekha — woh trusted thi, open thi… vulnerable bhi, lekin ready.
Woh andar gaya… haath mein small oil bottle.
Usne light off karke side lamp on kiya — warm yellow glow ne us room ko aur bhi private bana diya.
Bed ke paas jaake woh baitha… bottle open ki.
Geeti ki skin ne uski har heartbeat mehsoos ki…
Jab oil ki pehli boond uske upper back pe girti hai — woh halki si garam sensation ne Geeti ka poora body jaga diya.
Ashish ne dono palms se oil rub kiya…
Aur phir uski naked back pe pehla pressure diya — slow, deep, intentional.
Geeti ki back arch hoti gayi… uska lower back tak Ashish ke fingers ki movement jaane lagi.
Oil ke saath glide aur bhi sensual ho raha tha…
Uska thumbs uske spine ke dono sides mein move karta, kabhi shoulder blades, kabhi bra strap ke edge tak touch karta hua.
Geeti ab aankhen bandh karke sirf feel kar rahi thi.
Ashish ne dheere se poocha,
“Yeh pressure theek hai… ya aur deep chahiye?”
Uska jawab… ek “Hmm…” tha — ek aisi awaz jo permission bhi thi, aur confession bhi.
Uske tan ne us raat ek naya level of touch accept kiya tha.
Aur Ashish… us zone mein aa chuka tha jahan sirf dosti ka bharosa nahi, kuch aur zyada intimate udhar diya jaa raha tha.
Agle moment mein… uske bra ke straps pe Ashish ki fingers rukti hain — as if waiting for her breath to answer…




Ashish ke haathon ka pressure ab Geeti ke neck se lower back tak flow kar raha tha — firm, slow, and deeply controlled. Uski skin par oil ka soft warmth tha, aur Ashish ke thumbs har vertebra ke side mein pressure daal rahe the, jaise har tension dissolve karna chahte ho.
Geeti ne apne haath mattress ke dono sides mein hold kiye hue the. Uska saans dheere dheere heavy ho raha tha — not from pain, but from pleasure… comfort… surrender.
Ashish ka touch ab her lower back ke bilkul edge tak jaa chuka tha — jahan nighty ki bottom line hip ke upar thoda sa tang ho jaata tha.
Wahan tak oil glide karte hue gaya… uske haathon ki fingertips kabhi hips ke curve ko graze karti, kabhi waist ke edge pe rest karti — lekin never rushed.
Geeti ab completely relaxed thi — lekin uske nipples hard ho chuke the, body warm thi. Jab Ashish ne neck ke niche se back ke beech tak ek single long stroke diya, ek halki si moan uske lips se nikli, jo usne turant press kar li.
Ashish ne soft tone mein kaha:
“Geeti… agar tum chaho toh… main bra hata doon. Straps baar baar touch ho rahe hain… aur pressure break ho raha hai.”
Ek second ka silence tha.
Geeti ne aankhen bandh rakhi… kuch nahi bola… lekin ek haath peeche le jaake bra strap open kar diya.
Straps side pe gaye… aur Ashish ne gently hook hatake bra utar diya, uske baalon ke neeche se pull karke softly side mein rakha.
Ab uski poori back open thi — neck se lekar hip tak. Aur bra ke side edges pe Ashish ke fingers jab oil massage karne lage… toh woh side breast area tak softly rub hone laga.
Ashish ne uski side boobs tak light circular motion mein oil glide kiya — fingers kabhi under curve tak jaate, kabhi soft edge press karte.
Geeti ka breathing ab aur gahra ho gaya tha. Usne ek baar aankhen khol ke light ki taraf dekha… lekin phir apni cheek bed pe rakh kar phir se bandh kar li.
Ashish ke haath ab slowly, sensually side breast ke edge se firm press kar rahe the — uska touch ab clearly intimate tha, lekin Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha.
Woh sirf react kar rahi thi — body ke through.
Thumbs upper side boobs ko press karte hue neck ke neeche wapas jaate…
Woh oil ke saath uske breast edges ko trace kar raha tha, jaise har inch yaad rakhna chahta ho.
Geeti ne halki si sigh nikaali — slow, controlled, lekin completely open.
Ab uska tan Ashish ke haathon mein melt ho chuka tha.

Geeti ka tan ab bhi Ashish ke haathon ke deep, sensual massage ka warmth feel kar raha tha. Room mein sirf ek lamp ki soft roshni thi, aur uske bare back pe oil ka glow ek nasha sa bana raha tha. Har stroke, har graze… jaise body ke har inch ko jaga gaya ho.
Lekin tabhi…
Ashish ke haath ruk gaye.
Woh dheere se pichhe hata, aur ek halki si sans kheech ke bola, “Itna kaafi hai aaj ke liye… tum thoda rest karo.”
Geeti ne aankhen slowly kholi. Uske lips thode parted the, cheek ab bhi mattress pe rested thi, body garam thi, lekin aankhon mein ek confusion thi.
Woh kuch nahi boli. Na haan. Na naa.
Bus thoda sa... khaali lag raha tha.
Ashish chup-chaap bra uthake side table pe rakha, aur blanket dheere se uske back pe daal diya.
“Goodnight, Geeti…”
Woh turn karke quietly room se nikal gaya.
Geeti kuch der waisi hi leti rahi. Aankhen khuli, body fully aware… aur mind spinning.
“Woh ruk gaya…”
Uske andar ka ek part relief mehsoos kar raha tha — kyunki woh line cross nahi hui thi jo kabhi imagine bhi nahi ki thi.
Lekin ek part… thoda adhoora lag raha tha.
Jaise koi raag adha chhoda gaya ho.
Usne dheere se apne chest ke side touch kiya — wahan ab bhi Ashish ke warm fingers ki memory thi.
Uska breathing ab normal ho raha tha, lekin andar kuch zinda ho gaya tha…
Aur woh nayi si feeling usne pehli baar kisi aur mard ke haathon se mehsoos ki thi.
Raat ka waqt thoda aur barh gaya.
Ashish apne guest room mein tha. Shirt utar ke bed pe baitha. Mobile uthaya… aur ek naam pe call kiya: Rohit.
Phone pick hote hi usne dheere se bola,
“Bhai… ho gaya.”
Rohit ka voice turant aaya, “Kitna?”
Ashish ne ek soft, confident smile ke saath bola:
“Back oil massage tak… neck se lekar hips tak full stretch. Bra bhi remove karwaya… side boobs tak deep glide.
Uska body melt ho gaya tha. Kuch nahi bola… sirf moan, halki saans… aur still.”
Rohit ne phone pakad ke aankh band ki:
“Aur tune rok diya?”
Ashish:
“Haan… woh zone mein thi. Lekin main chhota game nahi khel raha.
Main uska bharosa todna nahi chahta… main uska tan nahi, uska ‘will’ chhuna chahta hoon.
Agle baar… jab main uske paas aaoon… toh uska mann mujhe roke nahi… kheench le.”
Phone pe silence tha.
Phir Rohit ne halki si hansi ke saath bola,
“Tu kamaal ka player nikla bhai… ab meri baari hai.”
Ashish:
“Bas yaad rakh… jab tak woh khud ready na ho jaayein, yeh game sirf feel ka hai… force ka nahi.
Aur meri Geeti… ab touch se aage, khud se lad rahi hai.”
Rohit:
“Aur jab woh ladayi khatam karegi… toh sirf haar nahi hogi, pura tan tera ho jayega.”
Raat ne dono doston ka ek hi raaz mein band kar diya tha —
ek aisi kahani jisme patniyan kuch nahi jaanti thi…
lekin unka tan… ab dosti ki baaton mein likha jaa chuka tha.

Subah ka waqt tha. Kitchen se chai ki khushboo aa rahi thi, aur Ashish fresh hokar towel le kar washroom ki taraf ja raha tha. Geeti us waqt living room se nikal kar towels rakh rahi thi — dono ek hi point pe takra gaye.
“Oops,” Geeti ne hansi mein kaha, “lagta hai main rasta rokh rahi thi.”
Ashish ne light laugh ke saath bola, “Tumhara rasta toh koi bhi happily rokne de…”
Geeti ne aankhon mein thoda surprise aur thoda comfort ke saath dekha. Uske body language mein ab hesitation kam thi — kal raat ke baad ek unsaid familiarity aa gayi thi.
Ashish fresh hone chala gaya, aur kuch der baad jab woh nikla toh Geeti sofa pe chai ke saath TV dekh rahi thi. Usne casual tee aur pyjama pehna tha, lekin woh hair tied back, natural fresh face mein ek alag hi no-makeup glow mein thi.
Ashish uske paas aake baith gaya. TV pe ek bold saree brand ka ad chal raha tha — models in deep blouse, net sarees… sensuous poses.
Geeti ne remote uthaya, par Ashish ne lightly haath pakad liya, “Wait… ye waala ad mujhe pasand hai.”
Geeti hansi, “Aapko model pasand hai ya saree?”
Ashish ne tease karte hue kaha, “Model bhi… lekin agar tum jaisi koi pehne, toh saree bhi zyada hot lage.”
Geeti thoda blush kar gayi, “Main toh aisi nahi lagti…”
“Tumhe lagta hai,” Ashish thoda forward hua, “lekin seriously… tumhare features, tumhara figure… model se kam nahi. Tum jo pehenti ho na… sweet, simple… woh tumhari beauty ko dhoondna padta hai. Kabhi aisa kuch pehno jo tumhare andar ke look ko bahar laaye…”
Geeti ne thoda serious hokar bola, “Aisi saree mere paas hain… par kabhi pehni nahi.”
Ashish ne side se dekhte hue kaha, “Kyu? Kisne mana kiya? Ya tumne kabhi himmat hi nahi ki?”
Geeti ne aankhon se jhijak dikhayi, “Pata nahi… lagta hai main aisi bold cheezein pehnne layak nahi hoon.”
Ashish ne uska haath gently touch kiya, “Tumhare jaisa figure… uss saree mein… tum agar chaaho na… toh model bhi insecure ho jaaye.”
Geeti ne thoda aankhen chhoti ki, “Aapko sach mein lagta hai?”
Ashish ne seedha dekha, “Bilkul. Tum bas try karo. Mere liye hi sahi. Abhi.”
Woh ruk gayi. Do second ka silence.
Geeti ne deep breath li… aur uski aankhon mein ek sparkle aayi.
Woh khadi ho gayi, “Ek condition pe…”
Ashish ne muskurake pucha, “Kya?”
“Laugh mat karna…” Geeti hansi rok ke boli, aur andar chali gayi.
Ashish ke chehre pe ek slow burning smile thi.
Usne uska back dekha — jaise ek soft, shy energy slowly bold hotness mein convert ho rahi ho.
Aur ab, us moment ka intezaar tha… jab woh palat kar aayegi — ek naye roop mein.



Ashish couch pe baitha tha, TV ki awaaz mute kar chuka tha… lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha. Geeti ke bedroom ka darwaza band tha. Andar kuch halki si rustling ho rahi thi — hangers, blouse ka hook, bangles ki halki chhan-chhan.
Waqt jaise slow ho gaya tha.
Phir darwaza dhire se khula.
Ashish ki aankhen us direction mein gayi… aur uska saans ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.
Geeti saamne khadi thi — ek wine red net saree mein, jisme golden embroidery thi. Blouse deep-cut tha, sleeveless… aur back almost bare. Saree ka pallu side se loosely pin kiya gaya tha, jisse cleavage subtly visible tha. Waist pe saree ka dori khisak ke kamar ke dip mein baith gaya tha.
Usne heels nahi pehne the. Pairon mein sirf ek payal thi jo uske kadam chalne pe halki awaaz kar rahi thi.
Uska makeup nahi tha, sirf aankhon mein kajal aur lips thode pink. Hair open — thoda messy, thoda sexy.
Geeti ne aankhen uthaake dekha, “Laugh mat karna…”
Ashish ab bhi usse tak raha tha — lekin uske lips pe smile nahi thi. Sirf ek slow, deep gaze… jo uske poore tan ko aankhon se chhoo raha tha.
“Laugh? Mujhe toh bolne ki bhi himmat nahi ho rahi…”
Geeti thoda confuse si hansi, “Aisa lag raha hai ajeeb toh nahi?”
Ashish ne uske paas aake slow tone mein kaha,
“Geeti… agar tum aaj kisi event mein jaati, toh tumhare peechhe kam se kam 100 nazarien hoti… aur unmein se ek bhi tumse aankh nahi hata paati.”
Uska voice soft tha, seductive nahi — purely admiring.
Geeti ne aankhen jhukaayi, phir dheere se sofa ke paas aayi.
Pallu adjust karte waqt uska blouse thoda aur slip hua, aur neckline se deep curve clearly visible ho gaya.
Ashish ne kaha, “Tumne sach mein pehle kabhi yeh saree nahi pehni?”
Geeti ne halka sa sir hilaaya, “Nahi… Rohit ke saamne toh kabhi nahi. Mujhe laga woh aisi cheezein notice nahi karta.”
Ashish thoda aur lean hua, “Shayad usne kabhi notice nahi kiya… ya phir notice karke chup raha.”
Geeti ne aankhon mein aankhon daal kar dekha. Pehli baar… bina dar ke.
“Tum kar rahe ho… notice?”
Ashish ne slow smile ke saath kaha,
“Every inch… aur honestly, main ruk bhi nahi paa raha.”
Us moment mein silence tha — lekin us silence mein Geeti ka confidence barh gaya tha. Usne pallu side pe aur loose kar diya — ek casual motion mein, lekin jaan bujh ke. Aur Ashish ne uske nav ke upar ki exposed skin pe aankhen tike rakhi.
“Main ek baat bolun?” Ashish ne poocha.
“Bolo…”
“Tum modeling nahi karti, ye tumhara loss nahi… duniya ka hai.”
Geeti hans padhi… lekin blush bhi kiya. Uska tan ab sirf bold outfit mein nahi tha — bold mood mein bhi tha.
“Main yeh pehn ke kya karun ab?” usne tease kiya.
Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue bola:
“Sirf ek kaam karo… thodi der tak yeh bhool jao ke tum meri dost ki biwi ho… aur bas woh bano jo tum is saree mein lag rahi ho — impossible to resist.”




Geeti thoda sharmaayi, lekin uske chehre pe ek naya glow tha — aisi look jisme thodi self-conscious innocence, aur thoda hidden thrill tha.
Ashish ne usse dekha, thoda lean karke bola,
“Ek idea hai… tum itni gorgeous lag rahi ho… let me click a few pictures.”
“Just like a photoshoot… model jaisi poses. Tum waise bhi unse kam nahi ho.”
Geeti ne thoda widen aankhon se dekha, “Kya? Nahi… mujhe awkward lagega.”
Ashish ne smile kiya, “Kisi aur ke liye hota toh awkward hota… par main hoon. Main tumhare har angle ko appreciate karta hoon, not judge. Bas ek chance do… tum khud surprise ho jaogi.”
Geeti ne pallu apne shoulder pe thoda tight kiya, “Bas… close mat lena… full frame se le lena, okay?”
Ashish ne phone nikala, “Tum jaise bolo… waise hi lunga. Tum bas feel karo… yeh tumhara moment hai.”
Geeti dheere se living room ke ek corner mein gayi, jahan lamp ka golden glow uske tan pe pad raha tha.
Usne pehle simple side pose diya — ek haath waist pe, doosra pallu sambhalte hue.
Camera ka click hua.
Ashish ne zoom kiya — uski kamar ka dip, blouse ka back curve, saree ke folds… sab perfectly frame mein.
“Perfect…” usne bola.
Geeti ne thoda rotate karke ek aur pose diya, pallu thoda sa loose hua… aur neckline se cleavage ka deep curve subtle dikhne laga.
Ashish ke haath ka motion slow ho gaya, par uski nazrein Geeti ke har detail ko absorb kar rahi thi.
“Ek aur…” Ashish bolte bolte, uske paas aaya.
“Thoda chin up karo… aur eyes side pe le jao. Ha, just like that…”
Click.
Phir ek close shot lene ke liye woh thoda aur paas aaya.
Geeti ne halki si aankhen chhoti ki, “Tum close aa rahe ho…”
Ashish ne deep tone mein kaha, “Camera zoom nahi karta… par meri nazar tumpe pehle se zoomed hai.”
Uska voice… us tone mein praise, flirt aur thoda sa heat tha.
Geeti ne aankhen thodi neeche kar li… par pallu slip ho gaya, shoulder se nikal kar blouse ke edge tak aa gaya.
Ashish ne camera down kiya… aur soft voice mein bola:
“Yeh saree… tumhare liye bani hai. Tum khud nahi jaanti tum kis level ki hot lag rahi ho.”
Geeti chup thi. Saans thodi heavy ho gayi thi. Usne pallu wapas uthane ki koshish ki — lekin Ashish ne uska haath gently roka…
“Let it be… let this version of you… stay.”

Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekha — ek pal ke liye unmein sirf [b]raw appreciation tha, koi cheapness nahi. Geeti ka tan ab bhi thoda sharmaa raha tha, par woh pehli baar roki nahi thi... woh bas thoda sa waqt le rahi thi.
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Ashish ne phone neeche rakha, thoda paas aaya, aur soft tone mein bola:
“Tum pehle hi kamaal lag rahi ho… lekin agar tum chaho, main thode aur bold poses suggest kar sakta hoon. Something… more expressive. Thoda casual… bed pe.”
Geeti ne uski baat suni, aankhen thoda bada ki, par usmein nafrat ya gussa nahi tha — sirf hesitation.
Usne dheere se pucha, “Aise… kaise poses?”
Ashish ne slow, calm tone mein kaha:
“Aise jaise model shoots mein hota hai… pallu halka sa loose… bed pe side pose, ek leg folded, ek arm back. Sirf elegance… nothing vulgar.”
Geeti thodi der chup rahi, phir slow steps se bedroom ki taraf gayi.
Ashish uske peechhe nahi gaya. Woh sirf uski permission ka intezaar kar raha tha — aur woh mil chuki thi.
Kuch minute baad Geeti ne bedroom ka door khola.
Ashish andar gaya… aur usne jo dekha, usne uska saans rok diya.
Geeti bed ke edge pe thi — side pose mein, ek leg folded, ek stretched. Saree ka pallu shoulder se slip kar ke kamar tak aa gaya tha. Blouse deep-cut hone ke wajah se side boob ka thoda sa shape visible tha, aur kamar ka curve bedding ke contrast mein aur sharp lag raha tha.
Geeti ne aankhon mein thoda doubt le kar pucha, “Zyada ho gaya kya?”
Ashish ne camera uthaya, “Bilkul nahi… tumne toh line define hi badal di.”
Usne slow click kiya — har angle se. Geeti ne pose change kiya… ab woh thoda back-lean mein gayi thi, elbows pe rest, chest thoda upar. Pallu ab bilkul blouse ke bottom edge tak aa gaya tha.
Ashish ka focus toot raha tha… lekin woh control mein tha.
“Ek pose aur… tum side pe late jao, ek hand under cheek, pallu waise hi rehne do.”
Geeti ne slowly woh pose liya… ab woh full bed mein thi, ek sensual elegance ke saath. Her saree riding up slightly on her thigh, blouse pressing softly against her skin, nipples clearly pushing through the thin fabric.
Ashish ka voice ab heavy ho raha tha, lekin still calm:
“Tum is waqt sirf beautiful nahi… tum addictive lag rahi ho, Geeti.”
She turned her head to him, lips slightly parted, breath slower.
“Aur ab?”
“Ab… bas ek aur…” Ashish ne kaha — camera slow hua, uske haath Geeti ke paon ke paas tak slide hue… aur woh camera side mein rakh chuka tha.




Ashish ke haath ab bhi camera hold kiye hue the, lekin uski aankhon mein sirf lens ka focus nahi… Geeti ka glow tha. Uska tan, uski expression, woh shyness ke saath uska bold hona — sab kuch itna organic tha, ki Ashish ka control uske haath se nikalta jaa raha tha.
Geeti ne pallu thoda adjust karte hue halki si muskaan ke saath bola,
“Mere paas ek aur saree hai… jo maine kabhi pehni hi nahi.”
“Bahut hi special hai… thodi aur bold bhi. Chaho toh uski pics bhi le lo?”
Ashish ne halki si neck tilt karte hue deep tone mein bola,
“Tum jaise keh rahi ho, waise lag raha hai… yeh saree tumhare liye nahi bani thi — yeh sirf mere camera ke liye bani thi.”
Geeti thoda blush kar gayi, usne aankhen churaayi… aur andar bedroom ke kone mein bane ek chhoti si wooden changing space mein chali gayi — ek classic half-height divider jaisa, jo sirf upper body hide karta tha.
Ashish ab bhi bed pe baitha tha, lekin uske nazar wahin fix thi — divider ke neeche se uske pair dikh rahe the, aur jab Geeti saree utaar rahi thi, toh old red net saree uske ankles ke paas gir gayi… dheere se slide hoti, floor pe softly fail gayi.
Ashish ka breathing thoda uneven hone laga.
Blouse ka hook khulte hi uska deep purple blouse divider ke upar fold ho gaya… bilkul clearly dikh raha tha.
Usne dekha — Geeti ke haath, kabhi waist pe, kabhi hair adjust karte hue. Kabhi kapdon ke saath struggle karti, toh kabhi back se strap adjust kar rahi hoti. Saree ka silk fabric divider ke upar se slide karte hue ek side gir gaya.
Ashish ke liye yeh ek real-time slow strip show se kam nahi tha — bina kisi vulgarity ke, lekin poore tension ke saath.
Geeti ab divider ke peeche almost naked thi. Bas inches door… ek wooden panel ke us paar. Uska tan garam tha, nipples tight… woh bhi jaanti thi, Ashish just a few feet away hai.
Ashish ne apna phone uthaya… screen unlock ki… aur ek short text type ki:
To: Rohit
"Bhai… I’m going for the glow in the hole."
Usne send kar diya.
Aur phir apna phone slow side pe rakha.
Aankhen ab bhi wahin thi — divider ke neeche se dikhte Geeti ke soft, fair legs, aur halki si payal ki chhan-chhan.
Woh ab saree pin kar rahi thi… lekin blouse abhi nahi pehna tha.
Ashish ki chest heavy ho gayi thi —
Uski biwi se zyada kareeb… uske dost ki biwi ab uske saamne khud ko naya roop de rahi thi.
Geeti ki awaaz aayi — soft, halki si teasing:
“Ready ho camera?”
Ashish ne aankhon mein ek jalti hui smile ke saath bola:
“Camera toh ready hai… bas main hi control mein nahi hoon.”

Geeti ne mirror ke saamne khud ko ek baar check kiya. Dusri saree — ek deep midnight blue chiffon — uske bare tan pe slip karte hi ek liquid sensuality jaisa lag raha tha. Blouse abhi pehna nahi tha, sirf hooks uske haathon mein the… lekin saree loosely lapet li thi. Uska body ab half-covered, half-exposed tha — ek aise zone mein jahan har second tempting tha.
Ashish ab bhi bed pe tha — uske aankhen ab divider ke neeche se uski nange pairon par ruki thi.
Geeti ki legs slow move kar rahi thi… saree ka bottom uske thighs ke beech lightly swing karta hua.
Jab usne saree pin ki, uske hips ka slight curve divider ke upar dikh gaya…
Uske haath jab back hook band karne ja rahe the, toh Ashish ko uska poora bare back ek second ke liye glimpse ho gaya.
Uska patience ab verge pe tha.
Aur tabhi divider ke peeche se ek awaaz aayi… soft, teasing… halki si heartbeat jaisi:
“Ashish…”
Ashish ne aankhen uthayi, “Haan?”
“Blouse properly nahi band ho raha… can you help?”
Woh second… jaise hawaa ruk gayi ho.
Ashish dheere se uth kar divider ke paas gaya. Geeti peeth uski taraf thi — saree loosely latki hui, blouse bas shoulders pe rested… back open, spine ke beech mein ek halki si oil ki chamak ab bhi thi.
Ashish ke haath dheere se uske blouse ke hook tak gaye…
Ungliyon ne straps ko hold kiya, aur back ke skin ko lightly graze karte hue hooks lagane laga.
Uska saans ab Geeti ke baalon mein lag raha tha… cheek ke paas uski cheek… lekin dono khamosh the.
Hook band karte waqt Ashish ne bola, “Perfect… bilkul model ready.”
Geeti ne slowly turn kiya…
Aur jab usne Ashish ko dekha — woh aankhon mein kuch aur tha… kuch soft, kuch dangerously aware.
“Toh photo lein?” usne pucha.
Ashish ne haath se camera uthaya… par uski nazar Geeti ke upar thi, lens ke through nahi — seedha uske tan ko dekhte hue.
Geeti ne bed ke paas aake pose liya —
Ek haath hair mein, ek kamar pe. Pallu ab bhi sirf ek pin pe tikka tha… aur blouse halka sa tight tha, nipples clearly defined under the fabric.
“Thoda side pose lo,” Ashish ne kaha.
Geeti ne aankhen band ki… aur dheere se bed ke edge pe baith gayi. Saree ka pallu thoda aur slip kar gaya — cleavage ka curve deeper ho gaya.
Ashish camera uthane hi wala tha…
Par uske haath ruk gaye.
Woh sirf ek word mein bola:
“Bas karo, Geeti…”
Geeti ne shock mein aankh uthayi, “Kya hua?”
Ashish ne camera side rakh diya,
“Main shoot karne aaya tha… lekin ab main tumhe dekh raha hoon.
Poore… ek aurat ke roop mein… jo sirf Rohit ki nahi hai.”
Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha.
Na haan… na naa.
Woh bas palti… aur Ashish ke samne khadi thi. Unki beech sirf ek saans ka faasla tha.
Aur dono jaante the… agli move kisi ek ko karni thi.

Geeti ki saans thodi bhaari thi. Saree ka pallu shoulder se halki si slip ho chuka tha, aur uske blouse ka deep curve Ashish ke samne tha—clear, open, undeniably inviting. Uske baal thode se neck ke side chipak gaye the, aur aankhen… woh aankhen kisi bhi jawab ke liye ready thi—na bhi chalega, haan bhi.
Ashish ne ek step aage badhaya.
Uske fingers dheere se Geeti ke face ke paas gaye… ek baal ka lock uske cheek se hataaya.
Ungliyon ka woh first skin-touch… halka, slow… but full of heat.
Geeti ne aankhen bandh kar li.
Woh nahi hilli. Woh nahi boli.
Ashish ke haath uske cheekbone se slide karte hue jawline tak aaye, phir neck ke side touch kiya… aur uske collarbone tak ruk gaye.
Uska thumb dheere se uske clavicle ke groove mein press hua… aur phir…
Doosra haath uske waist tak gaya, saree ke folds ke upar se…
Uska palm now rested gently on her side curve, jahan kapda aur tan ke beech bas ek layer thi.
Ashish ne dheere se jhuk ke kaha,
“Bol do Geeti… agar yeh galat lag raha hai.”
Geeti ne aankhen kholi.
Uski voice low thi… par seedhi:
“Tumhe laga hota toh tum ruk jaate.”
Bas.
Wo moment freeze hua.
Ashish ne uska chehra dono haathon mein le liya, uske thumb uske lips ke corner touch kar rahe the…
Aur woh pehli baar uske lips pe halka, soft kiss diya — not deep, but full of electric pause.
Geeti ne saans andar kheechi… lekin usne kiss se pichhe nahi hatti.
Woh ruki… jise rokna hota hai, usse door nahi kiya… usko apne andar chhupne diya.
Ashish ke haath ab uski kamar pe firmly the… lips ab cheek ke paas, aur dusra kiss uske neck ke base pe gaya—ek slow, burning press.
Geeti ke haath uske chest pe the. Na door push kar rahe the… na kheench rahe the.
Bas touch mein the.
Agle second mein… pallu floor pe gir gaya.
Woh dono ab ek dusre ke itne paas the… ki sirf ek kasak, ek exhale aur unke beech kuch bhi baaki nahi bacha tha.

Ashish ka saans ab Geeti ke collarbone par lag raha tha—garam, steady, aur control ke bahut kareeb. Uske haathon ne dheere se Geeti ke blouse ke back tak rasta banaya. Fingers uske bare back ko softly trace karte hue hook tak pohonchi.
Ek halka sa pause liya.
Aankhon mein usse dekha—ek last check.
Geeti ne bas aankhen bandh kar li.
Click.
Hook khula.
Blouse ke straps dheere se shoulder se slide hone lage.
Geeti ke tan pe ek halka sa thand aur Ashish ke touch ka intense garam lagav dono ek saath ghoom gaya.
Blouse halki si gravity se saree ke andar gir gaya… ab uske upar sirf ek thin layer of her breath thi.
Ashish ne uske left shoulder pe soft kiss diya.
Bas lips touch kiye—no sucking, no bite—sirf skin ka respect.
Phir woh lips uske neck ke side tak aaye…
Dheere se, har nerve ko chhedte hue, kiss… phir ek aur… phir ek aur.
Geeti ka haath ab uske baahon mein tha…
Aur uske nakhun Ashish ke shirt ke fabric ko lightly press kar rahe the.
Uska body lean ho chuka tha Ashish ke upar—ab woh full weight se uske breath aur hold mein thi.
Ashish ka haath ab uski kamar se upar jaake bare skin ke side breast ko softly cup kar raha tha—no pressure, sirf grip.
Geeti ne halki si moan ki… ek whispered exhale, aur uski chin Ashish ke face ke kareeb gayi.
Woh pal—jaise time ruk gaya ho.
Phir… unke lips mile.
Pehla kiss… slow, melting, exploring.
Lips sirf lips se mil rahe the—touch, rub, thoda press.
Phir… Geeti ne Ashish ka lower lip lightly catch kiya…
Aur Ashish ne uske lips thoda aur pull karke, us kiss ko deep kar diya.
Ab kiss passionate ho chuka tha.
Geeti ke haath uske collar ke andar gaye, Ashish ke fingers ab Geeti ke full breast ke curve ko trace kar rahe the…
Tongue soft glide mein lips explore kar raha tha—no rush, no noise, sirf breath ke beech ek hunger.
Room mein sirf saans ki awaaz thi…
Aur pallu, blouse, aur ethics — sab bistar ke edge pe gir chuke the.





Jaise hi unke lips aur passionately mile, Ashish ne apna ek haath Geeti ke back pe phira, uske curves ko explore karte hue, aur dheere se uske closer pull kiya. Geeti ne apni baahon ko Ashish ke gale mein daal diya, jaise woh kisi deep ocean mein doob rahi ho jahan se bachna hi nahi chahti.
Ashish ka doosra haath ab Geeti ke side se uski saree ke andar ghusa, bare skin pe uski ungliyon ka touch electric lag raha tha. Uske ungliyon ne gently Geeti ke waist ko trace kiya, aur phir dhire dhire uske pet tak pahunch gaye. Woh area jo hamesha chhupa rehta tha, ab Ashish ke warm touches se alive ho utha.
Ashish (aankhon mein dekhte hue): "Geeti, mujhe rok do agar tum uncomfortable ho... main nahi ruk paunga ab."
Geeti (saans lete hue): "Rukne ka sawaal hi nahi... jaise chaho waise raho."
Ashish ne uski skin pe gentle kisses kiye, har ek kiss ke saath Geeti ke tan mein ek naya current daud gaya. Unka kiss ab aur wild ho gaya, passion mein lips tug karte, bite karte, aur phir se kiss karte.
Geeti ne apni saree ko khud hi side mein kar diya, jisse uska left leg Ashish ke beech mein aa gaya. Ashish ne apna ek haath uske leg pe rakh diya, slowly uske thigh pe upar kiya, jab tak woh uske inner thigh tak na pahunch gaya. Geeti ne response mein apne legs thoda aur khole, jaise woh Ashish ko invite kar rahi ho ki woh aur explore kare.
Ashish ne apna face Geeti ke neck pe rakh diya, aur garam saanso se uski skin ko warm kar diya. Uski ungliyaan ab Geeti ke innermost secrets tak pahunch chuki thi. Geeti ka body respond karna shuru ho gaya—har touch pe ek soft moan, har stroke pe uski grip Ashish ke hair mein tight hoti ja rahi thi.
Geeti (low voice mein): "Ashish... ye sab... mujhe pata nahi tha main itni deeply feel kar sakti hoon..."
Ashish ne apne lips uske lips pe rakhe aur ek deep, soulful kiss diya, jaise woh uske saare words ko kiss ke through samajh gaya ho.
Unke beech ab sirf passion tha, no barriers, no hesitation—sirf do bodies, ek dusre mein itni lost ki duniya se bekhbar.



Ashish ne dheere se Geeti ka blouse unhook kiya... uski saans tez thi, aankhon mein sharm bhi thi aur ek chhupa hua excitement bhi. Uski fingers Geeti ke back se bra strap tak gayi… aur ek hi movement mein clip khul gaya.
Geeti ka bra dheere se uske soft se shoulders se slide ho gaya… aur Ashish ki aankhon ke saamne the uske soft, full boobs. Uske nipples tight ho chuke the, light pink aur thode se hard — jaise woh khud keh rahe ho, "kiss me."
Ashish ne ek second ruk kar usse dekha… “Geeti, tu kitni khoobsurat hai,” usne halka sa kaha.
Geeti thoda sa moodi, aankhen band kar ke sir halkasa jhuka liya… par uske mooh se ek halka moan nikal gaya jab Ashish ne uske nipple par apne hot lips rakh diye.
“Mmmhhh... Ashish…” Geeti ki voice narmi se bhar gayi thi.
Ashish ek nipple ko softly suck kar raha tha, doosre breast ko gently press karte hue. Kabhi kabhi uske lips nipple ke around circles bana rahe the… aur kabhi unhe halka sa bite kar raha tha — just enough to make her gasp.
Geeti ne apne haath uske chest tak le jaaye… aur uski shirt ke buttons kholne lagi. Uske abs tight the, warm the… she couldn’t resist. Usne dono haathon se uske abs ko feel kiya, aur phir peeche se uski back ko scratch karne lagi as her moans got louder.
Ashish ne uske dono boobs ko pakad ke, unhe kiss karte, squeeze karte bola, “Tujhe chhoone ka sapna bahut pehle se tha, Geeti… aur aaj tu meri baahon mein hai…”
Geeti uski baahon mein thi, exposed, moaning, responsive — and completely alive.

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Ashish ne Geeti ko bed par dheere se lita diya, jaise koi priceless cheez uske haathon mein ho. Geeti ki saans tez thi, aankhen half-closed… uska aadha badan nanga, sirf saree ka half pallu aur parkar uski izzat ko chhupa raha tha — bas mushkil se.
Ashish ne uske paas jhuk kar uski aankhon mein dekha, "Geeti... are you okay with this?"
Geeti ne halki si neck hila kar haan kiya… uska mangalsutra uske boobs ke beech latak raha tha, jaise yaad dila raha ho — "yeh kisi aur ki patni hai."
Lekin us raat, us pal… Geeti kisi ki biwi nahi thi, sirf ek aurat thi — jo puri tarah se pyaas thi.
Ashish ne uski neck pe kiss kiya, aur dheere se bola,
"Tu mere dost ki patni hai, Geeti… aur main tujhe usi ke bed pe claim karne wala hoon."
Geeti ki aankhen band ho gayi, mooh se sirf halki moans nikal rahi thi. Usne apne haath apne soft boobs pe ghumaye, nipples already hard ho chuke the… aur uske kale baalon mein ungliyaan phirne lagi, jaise khud ko aur tease kar rahi ho.
Ashish ke liye yeh ek dream tha jo ab reality ban gaya tha.
Usne dheere se Geeti ke dono pair pakde… unke beech ki space mein wo tempting red panty chhupi thi, jahan uski aankhen atak gayi.
Geeti ke white, soft legs, uski thighs ka smooth curve — sab kuch usse invite kar raha tha, "Come claim me."
Ashish ne uski saree ke dono pallu side mein kiye… phir saree ko poora hata diya, parkar ko thoda upar slide kiya… aur Geeti ab bas ek red panty mein, desire ke saath, uske saamne leti thi.
Ashish ne uske thighs pe lips se trail banaya… aankhon mein hunger tha, dil mein thrill… aur body mein woh fire jo ab sirf Geeti ko chakh kar hi bujhne wali thi.
"Aaj tu meri hai, Geeti… completely."
Usne panty ki elastic par haath rakha — next step sirf uska.

Ashish ne Geeti ko bed par dheere se lita diya. Uske haathon ka touch strong tha, par usme ek softness bhi thi — jaise woh use todna nahi chahta tha, sirf mehsoos karna chahta tha. Geeti ne aankhen band kar li, aur apna sir thoda side mein ghuma diya. Uski saans tez thi, aur seene ka uthal puthal Ashish ko aur zyada deewana bana raha tha.
Ashish uske paas jhuka, uske chehre ke itne kareeb ki uski garam saans Geeti ke gaal ko chhoo rahi thi.
“Geeti… tu theek hai na?” usne halki awaaz mein pucha, jaise aakhri baar confirm karna chahta ho ki woh jo karne ja raha hai, usme woh bhi shamil hai.
Geeti ne aankhen khol kar uski aankhon mein dekha — us nazar mein sharm thi, darr tha… par saath hi ek undeniable desire bhi. Usne halki si neck hilaakar haan bola.
Ashish ke liye wahi signal kaafi tha.
Geeti ke seene pe latakta mangalsutra uske nipples ke beech mein aaya tha — ek taraf sacred bond, doosri taraf forbidden desire. Ashish usse hataana chahta tha, lekin usne usse wahi rehne diya… “Main usi dost ke bistar pe uski patni ko le raha hoon,” yeh soch uske andar ka junoon aur badha raha tha.
Geeti ab aadhi nangi thi — sirf uska half parkar aur saree ka pallu uske body ke kuch parts chhupa raha tha. Lekin saree ke folds dheere dheere khisak rahe the… aur Ashish un folds ke peeche chhupi har ek curve ko aankhon se chaat raha tha.
Geeti apne soft fingers se apne baalon ko ear ke peeche le jaa rahi thi… phir dheere se apne boobs ke upar haath phira, jaise khud ko feel kar rahi ho. Uski nipples ab aur tight ho gayi thi — pink, sensitive, waiting.
Ashish ne uske pairon tak aankhon ka safar kiya. Geeti ke milky white legs, unki smooth skin… aur unke beech, jaise kisi ne jaan bujhkar rakhi ho — ek deep red panty. Thoda sa sheer, thoda sa shiny. Ashish ki aankhon ne ussi panty mein apna future likh diya.
Usne dheere se Geeti ke dono pair pakde, aur halki si force se unhe thoda side mein kiya. Geeti ne thoda sa react kiya, par resist nahi kiya. Uski body ab surrender mode mein thi.
Ashish ne saree ke pallu ko ek taraf hataya, aur phir uska parkar upar slide kiya — ek sensual movement, jaise koi artist canvas pe brush chala raha ho. Aur phir poori saree uske neeche se khisak gayi.
Ab Geeti uske saamne sirf ek red panty mein leti thi — uska poora badan exposed, nipples hard, legs slightly open, and aankhon mein wo bhookh jo sirf ek aurat ke andar tab jaagti hai jab woh khud ko kisi aur ke liye chhod deti hai.
Ashish ne uske thighs par lips rakhna shuru kiya… ek kiss right leg ke inner thigh pe, ek left pe… dheere se upar badhte hue, tongue se chhota trail banata hua. Har kiss pe Geeti ka moan thoda aur heavy ho raha tha.
Usne panty ke elastic ko hold kiya — slow and teasing. Uska thumb andar slide hua, aur usne Geeti ki aankhon mein dekha… usme koi “no” nahi tha. Sirf ek soft, breathy whisper:
“Please…”
Ashish ka patience khatam ho gaya tha. Yeh raat ab kisi aur mod pe jaa rahi thi. Usne panty ko dheere se neeche slide kiya…
…aur ab uske saamne thi ek completely exposed, drenched, and breathless Geeti — jo uski doston ki patni zaroor thi, lekin iss waqt sirf uski thi.




Ashish ne uski red panty dheere se poori tarah slide karke pairon se nikaal di. Panty ab bed ke edge pe latak rahi thi, lekin uski aankhen sirf ek jagah tikki thi — Geeti ki soaked pussy pe.
Uska thoda trimmed, thoda natural pubic hair… aur beech mein, gulabi si folds jo already wet thi. Pani jaise nikal raha tha — not just desire, but surrender.
Geeti ne apne legs thoda aur khol diye, jaise silent permission de rahi ho — “Come closer… claim me.”
Ashish ne uski inner thighs pe ek aur deep kiss kiya… phir uske folds ke bilkul kareeb lips laaye. Pahle usne sirf uski heat ko feel kiya… usse chhoo kar nahi, bas saans bhar ke andar uska scent liya — Geeti was intoxicating.
Phir ek soft kiss, just on top of her slit. Geeti ka poora jism hil gaya… usne bed ki chadar ko tight pakad liya aur moaned,
“Aahhh… Ashish…”
Ashish ne apni fingers se uski folds ko thoda parted kiya — aur samne tha ek pink, throbbing, dripping entrance… poora wet, poora ready. Uski clit swollen thi, thodi si shine kar rahi thi uske own juices se.
“Tu itni wet hai, Geeti,” Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue bola, “Jab tak main tujhme nahi aa jaata… tu kabhi satisfy nahi hogi.”
Geeti ne apna haath uski cheek pe rakha… “Lo mujhe, Ashish… please.”
Bas, aur kuch sun’na baki nahi tha.
Ashish ne apni pants utari… uska cock hard, thick, veins se bharahua tha. Thoda precum already tip pe tha — anticipation se. Usne Geeti ke upar jhuk kar apna cock uski folds pe rub kiya, slowly, up and down… teasing her slit, making her shiver.
Geeti ka body arch kar gaya, her pussy twitching and dripping, waiting for that first push.
Aur phir… ek slow, deep thrust.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Geeti ne aankhen tight band kar li, uske nails Ashish ke back mein dhans gaye.
Ashish ka cock poora andar gaya — inch by inch. Uski pussy tight thi, warm thi, aur poori tarah se uske cock ko welcome kar rahi thi. Jaise har thrust ke saath Geeti usse andar kheench rahi ho.
Ashish ne ruka… uske andar poora settle ho gaya, dono ek dusre ke saans mein bas ghoom rahe the.
Geeti ne aankhen khol ke usse dekha — lips half open, mangalsutra ab uske boobs ke beech mein thump kar raha tha with every heartbeat.
“Tu ab mera hai…” Geeti ne halki si awaaz mein kaha, “…ab pura.”
Ashish ne uske lips kiss kiye — passionate, soulful — aur phir dheere dheere thrust karna shuru kiya… slow, deep, romantic strokes. Har bar jab wo andar jaata, Geeti ka moan aur soft hota… jaise wo khud toot rahi ho pleasure mein.
Unke bodies ka rhythm ek ho gaya… sheets tangled ho gayi… aur raat poori un dono ke naam likhi ja chuki thi.

Ashish ne apna pace dheere se badhaya… har thrust ab aur gehra, aur aur passionate hota ja raha tha. Pehle jo touch soft tha, ab usme ek possessive hunger aa chuka tha — jaise har stroke ke saath woh Geeti ko sirf chhoo nahi raha tha, andar se uspar haq jata raha tha.
Geeti ka moan ab bass soft sigh nahi raha — "Aaah… Ashish… aur… deeper…" — har bar jab uska cock uski wet pussy ke andar pura jaata, ek thud hota, unke wet bodies takraate, skin ka sound room mein ghoonjta.
Ashish uske upar jhuk gaya, uske boobs ko kiss karte, kabhi suck karte, aur kabhi unhe tight hold karke thrust karta. Uska mangalsutra ab uske boobs pe nahin, Ashish ke gale ko lag kar hil raha tha — jaise Geeti usme khud ko daal chuki ho.
“Tu jaanti hai na,” Ashish ne uske kaan ke paas breathe kiya, “main tujhe chhodne wala nahi hoon aaj… main tujhe har angle se feel karunga.”
Geeti ne uska face pakad kar kiss kiya, lips ke beech me tongue ka game intense ho gaya. Uske thighs Ashish ki kamar ke around tight ho chuke the, jisme usne usse aur andar khinch liya.
Ashish ka pace ab wild ho chuka tha. Ab woh slow romance se nikal kar ek pure physical claim ban chuka tha. Geeti ki pussy ab poori tarah lubed, open, and dripping thi — ready for anything he wanted.
Har thrust ab fast, powerful aur dirty tha. Geeti ke moans ab control mein nahi the:
“Uhhh fuck… yesss Ashish… tod do mujhe…”
Ashish ne ek haath se uske waist ko upar uthaya, dusre se uski choti si clit ko press karne laga, circular motion mein… simultaneously thrust karte hue.
Geeti ki body tharki si hil gayi, legs shaking, uska pussy juice poore cock ko glaze jaise coat kar raha tha.
Aur phir, Ashish ruk gaya. Usne apna cock bahar nikala, thoda sa wet sound ke saath… Geeti confuse hui, "Kya hua?"
Ashish ne sirf smile kiya, uska body pakda aur usse ulta kar diya — doggy style mein.
Geeti ne apne haathon se bed ko hold kiya, uski kamar thodi jhuki… aur uski pussy now completely exposed thi, throbbing, open, aur already leaking.
Ashish ne peeche se uske ass ko hold kiya, thumbs se uski cheeks spread ki… aur uske folds ke beech se apna cock phir se rub kiya.
“Tu itni ready hai… mujhe rok hi nahi sakti,” usne growl kiya.
Aur ek sharp, deep thrust mein, poora cock wapas andar. Geeti ne zor se chillaya,
"Aaaaaaahhh fuuuuckkk… haan…!"
Ab thrusts aur aggressive ho gaye — slap slap slap — wet sounds, bed ka hilna, aur Geeti ka uncontrollable shaking… wo fully in subjugation thi, yet fully in pleasure.
Ashish ne uski kamar hold karke aur tez kar diya pace. Kabhi ek haath se uske boobs ko peeche se pakadta, kabhi uski neck ko.
“Teri pussy mujhe chhodne ko ready hi nahi hai…” usne andar thrust karte karte bola.
Geeti bas moaning thi — uska voice broken tha, breathless thi, her body trembling in orgasmic waves.
Aur jab Ashish ne feel kiya ki woh khud climax ke kareeb hai, usne ek final deep thrust maara… pura andar… holding her there.
Both came together.
Geeti ka moan ek scream ban gaya, uski pussy twitch kar rahi thi… juice nikal raha tha uncontrollably. Ashish ka cock deep andar explode hua — warm burst, slow pulses, dono ka body collapse kar gaya ek dusre pe.
Unhone bed pe fall kiya — sweating, panting, bodies intertwined, Geeti ke boobs abhi bhi uske chest pe hil rahe the, mangalsutra still shining.
Aur raat abhi baaki thi…




Ashish ne neeche dekha… Geeti ab uske saamne poori tarah se nangi, thodi thak chuki thi, lekin uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si afterglow thi — sweat se chamakti body, aankhon mein halka guilt, lekin usse zyada satisfaction.
Uske boobs ab bhi halki halki upar neeche ho rahe the… aur beech mein uska mangalsutra, jo ab Ashish ke liye sirf ek aur layer of thrill ban gaya tha.
"Meri nahi hoke bhi, tu aaj sirf meri thi," Ashish ne dheere se kaha, uski aankhon se uske nange jism ka pooja jaise karte hue.
Aur tabhi… uska cock phir se hard ho gaya.
Geeti ne dekha, thoda hairaan hui… “Ashish? Tu phir se…?”
Ashish ne koi jawaab nahi diya — sirf ek smile ke saath uske paas aaya, uska nanga jism apni baahon mein uthaya. Geeti ne thoda surprise ho kar uske shoulder ko pakda.
“Kya kar raha hai?” usne poocha, lekin uski voice mein protest nahi tha… bas ek anticipation.
Ashish ne use uthake bedroom ke wall tak le gaya — ek haath uski thighs ke neeche, doosra uski back ko support karta hua. Usne Geeti ko wall se lagaya, aur uske dono legs apni kamar ke around lapeta diye.
Uski back wall se chipki thi, aur boobs uske seene se… aur unke beech wo mangalsutra, fir se thumping with each breath.
Ashish ne apna cock uske soaked pussy ke entrance pe rub kiya — ab bhi uske andar ka heat waise hi tha. Wet… pulsing… inviting.
“Tu samajhti hai main thak gaya hoon?” usne huskily kaha, uski aankhon mein phir se vohi animal intensity aa gayi thi.
Aur phir ek deep, sudden thrust — Geeti ka sir wall se halkasa takra gaya, mooh se ek long moan nikla:
"Ahhhhhhh fuuuckk… Ashiiiishhh…"
Uska jism phir se hil gaya, uski pussy ab itni open aur sensitive ho chuki thi ki har thrust pe direct vibration uski spine tak ja raha tha.
Ashish ne usse wall ke against hard rakh ke thrust karna start kiya — fast, sharp, aur possessive. Har push mein uska cock andar tak ja raha tha, aur Geeti ki pussy ab almost leaking, slapping sounds room mein goonj rahe the.
Uske haathon ne Geeti ke ass ko tightly pakad liya, aur usne usse pura wall ke against press kiya… jaise usme sama jaana chahta ho.
But just as he was getting close… he stopped.
Geeti confused thi, breathing heavy. “Kya hua? Kyun ruk gaya?”
Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekha, lips uske kaan ke paas laakar whisper kiya:
“Main abhi nahi… main tujhe har pose mein lena chahta hoon. Har angle se. Tere har hisson ko feel karna abhi baaki hai…”
Aur usne use wall se uthakar phir se bed ki taraf le jaane laga… uska cock abhi bhi uske beech mein hard, throbbing, ready for more…


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Ashish ne Geeti ko wall se uthaya, lekin uska grip tight tha — aankhon mein ab koi doubt nahi, sirf desire. Uska cock ab bhi rock hard, uski soaked pussy ke lips ke against rub ho raha tha jab woh usse bed ki taraf le jaa raha tha.
Usne use softly bed pe rakha, par aankhen uske jism se ek second ke liye bhi nahi hati. Geeti ab thoda overwhelmed thi — already ek intense orgasm le chuki thi, lekin Ashish ka passion uske andar phir se aag laga raha tha.
Ashish khud bed pe chadha, uski thighs ke beech mein ghutno ke bal baitha, aur apna cock uski wet slit pe fir se place kiya — bas rub karte hue, lekin penetrate nahi kiya.
“Ab tu mujhe ride karegi,” usne kaha, command jaisi voice mein.
Geeti ne thoda aankhen failakar uski aankhon mein dekha — jisme raw dominance thi… aur usmein bhi kuch tha, jo use mana nahi karne de raha tha.
Ashish ne apne back pe let jaane ke baad apna cock Geeti ki pussy ke neeche perfectly align kar diya.
Usne apne haathon se Geeti ke hips pakde, aur dheere se guide kiya — Geeti uske upar aayi, thighs spread wide, aur apna body uske cock pe slide karne lagi.
"Uhhhhhh…” dono ki saansein ek sath explode hui jab Geeti ne uska pura cock apne andar le liya.
Geeti ab upar thi, full control mein — lekin uska expression vulnerable tha. Boobs bounce ho rahe the with every slow grind, nipples hard, aur uska mangalsutra ab uski chaati se thoda neeche latak raha tha, uske boobs ke motion ke saath hilta hua.
Ashish ne neeche se uski kamar ko pakad ke thrusts dene start kiye — Geeti moan kar rahi thi, hips se wave create karte hue uska cock andar lete ja rahi thi, each time deeper.
Ashish ab thoda upright hua, Geeti ke boobs ko dono haathon se pakad ke unhe suck karne laga — kabhi ek nipple ko mooh mein le jaata, kabhi dono ko press karta. Geeti ka jism hilta ja raha tha, her pussy dripping, tight, squeezing him inside.
Geeti ne apna pace badhaya… ab woh wild grinding mein badal gaya. Poora room unke wet sounds, moans aur bed ke creaks se bhar gaya.
Phir Ashish ne usse roka — haath uske hips pe, uska jism hold karke neeche utara — “Ab back reverse chahiye mujhe,” usne thoda rough tone mein kaha.
Geeti halki si hansi ke saath palti — ab woh reverse cowgirl mein thi, peeche facing the wall, aur Ashish ka cock uske neeche fir se ready.
Usne phir se apne hips ko slide kiya — cock andar gaya, aur ab Ashish uske perfect round ass ko dekh kar aur wild ho gaya.
Usne apne haathon se uske ass cheeks spread kiye, “Tu dekh apne aapko mirror mein, Geeti… dekh kaise le rahi hai mujhe.”
Har stroke mein uska cock poora andar — Geeti ke moans thoda muffled, par body shaking, and her pussy still leaking like a river.
Ashish ne apne haath uske waist pe tight kiye — phir ek sharp, deep thrust maara.
Geeti chhilaa uthi — “Ashish! Aaaaahhh yesss! Don’t stop!”
Aur woh rukne ka koi iraada nahi rakhta tha… lekin abhi tak usne apna release control mein rakha hua tha.
Uski aankhon mein ek plan tha — aur bhi kuch positions baaki the.





Ashish ka stamina ab tak bhi break nahi hua tha — jabki Geeti teen baar cum kar chuki thi, uski body thak chuki thi, par uski aankhon mein ab bhi woh bhookh thi jo sirf ek aurat tab mehsoos karti hai jab uska jism, uska mann dono kisi aur ke control mein hota hai.
Uske lips trembling the, legs thodi se shiver ho rahi thi, aur pussy ab tak wet, open aur creamy thi. Har cum ke baad wo aur bhi zyada sensitive ho chuki thi, jaise ab har touch ek mini explosion ban jaye.
Ashish ne usse reverse cowgirl se uthaya, uske paas jhuk ke uske lips kiss kiye — deep, possessive, messy. Fir usne uska poora jism apni baahon mein uthaya aur floor par le aaya, cold marble tiles aur unka garam, wet passion ka complete contrast.
Geeti seedhi leti thi, saans leti hui — uske boobs ab halki thakan se dheere hil rahe the, aur beech mein latakta hua mangalsutra ab uski skin pe chipak gaya tha, sweat se.
Ashish ne uske legs uthaye, apne dono shoulders pe rakhe, aur uski thighs ko wide khol diya. Uske saamne thi ek completely exposed, dripping pussy — folds ab pink se dark ho chuki thi, clit swollen, aur andar ka cream Ashish ke cock ke tip pe lag gaya tha sirf rub karne se.
“Tu itni baar cum ho chuki hai Geeti,” usne husky voice mein kaha, “phir bhi teri pussy mujhe khinch rahi hai… jaise mujhme hi rehna chahti ho.”
Geeti bas moaned, “Ashish… please… phir se le lo mujhe… main poori teri ho chuki hoon.”
Usne koi aur baat nahi ki. Bas ek powerful thrust — raw, rough, full force.
Geeti ka poora body jhatka kha gaya, uski cheek floor se lagi thi, mooh se scream nikal gaya:
“Fuuuuckk! Ashiiiiiish!”
Ashish ne uski legs tight pakdi, aur har thrust ko aur intense banaya — slapping sound floors pe goonj raha tha, room mein sirf moans, grunts, aur wet pounding.
Uske deep strokes ab full hardcore ban chuke the. Kabhi woh thoda sa nikalta, bas tip rakhta aur phir pura andar push karta — ek hard jerk ke saath.
Geeti ka mooh open tha, aankhen band, neck side mein, uska mangalsutra uske boobs se hilta hua Ashish ko aur zyada crazy kar raha tha.
Usne jhuk ke Geeti ke lips kiss kiye — rough, wild, forceful. Uske mooh se halka blood aa gaya lips ka pressure se, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha — wo sirf chaahti thi ki Ashish usse tod de.
"Tu meri ho chuki hai, Geeti... ab har angle se, har part se,” Ashish ne thrust ke beech growl kiya.
Geeti ki pussy ab poori tarah se stretch ho chuki thi, uske andar se creamy liquid nikal raha tha, aur phir ek aur loud moan ke saath, Geeti chouthi baar cum ho gayi.




Uska jism shake kar gaya, legs vibrate ho rahi thi, uski pussy contracting tight against Ashish’s cock.
Aur tab Ashish ne feel kiya — apna climax building.
Usne ek haath se uski neck hold ki, dusre se hips — aur ek final deep thrust mein, poora cock andar tak ghusa diya, and exploded.
Warm, thick, heavy load andar release hua… pulses ke saath, uski entire pussy ke andar bhar gaya — deep, raw, complete.
Geeti ka jism collapse kar gaya, her legs still on his shoulder, breathless, soaked, leaking from between her thighs.
Ashish abhi bhi uske andar tha, heartbeat ke saath uska cock throb kar raha tha… dono ka jism chipak gaya tha… and they just lay there — tangled, used, surrendered.



Ashish ne Geeti ka nanga, thaka hua jism apni baahon mein uthaya — uske legs ab bhi thodi si trembling thi, aur uske nipples halki si redness ke saath abhi bhi sensitive lag rahe the. Uski pussy se Ashish ke cum ab bhi dheere dheere nikal raha tha… proof of how deeply she’d been claimed.
Usne usse bed par softly litaaya, aur khud uske paas aa kar chipak gaya. Dono ke jism ab sweat se chipak chuke the, saans ab normal ho rahi thi, lekin ek ajeeb sa quiet satisfaction dono ke expressions pe tha.
Geeti ne aankhen band ki… aur Ashish ne apni fingers uske baalon mein ghumate hue uske peeth ko softly stroke karna shuru kiya. Kuch minute baad… Geeti ki saans halki ho gayi, aur woh uske seene pe sath me sote hue so gayi — bilkul nangi, bilkul exposed, aur kisi aur aadmi ke baahon mein.
Ashish ne uske chehre ki taraf dekha — sweat ki halki chamak ab bhi thi, lips thoda swollen the intense kissing se… aur uska mangalsutra uske left boob ke paas chipka hua tha — perfectly reminding him ki yeh uske dost ki biwi thi.
Usne phone uthaya, thoda sa tilted angle se ek selfie click ki — apne bare chest ke against leti Geeti, fully naked, cheek against him, hair spread across the pillow, legs half bent, cum leaking between her thighs…
He smirked.
Message likha:
“Hole claimed. Goal made. Wink.”
Aur woh photo Rohit ko bhej di.
Phir usne phone side mein rakha, aur khud bhi aankhen band karli — dono ek dusre ki baahon mein, full surrender ke saath so gaye.

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Subah.
Geeti ki aankhen dheere se khuli… aankhon mein halka dhoondh tha, jism mein ek ajeeb si sukoon bhari thakan thi.
Usne thoda hilne ki koshish ki, lekin poora lower body sore thi.
Uski legs heavy lag rahi thi, pussy mein dard tha… par ek aisa dard jo uske lips pe halki si smile le aaya.
Usne dekha… woh ab bhi Ashish ki baahon mein thi, dono bilkul nange, bedsheet sirf kamar ke neeche tak thi. Ashish ab bhi so raha tha, uske bare chest pe uska haath rakha hua tha.
Geeti ne apni aankhon se poora scene scan kiya… aur tab ek wave of guilt uske andar chali.
“Yeh maine kya kar diya… main Rohit ki patni hoon…”
Uski aankhon mein kuch pal ke liye paani tha… lekin phir usne Ashish ke face ki taraf dekha. Uska haath ab bhi uske peeth pe softly rest kar raha tha. Uska touch ab bhi affectionate, warm, aur protective tha.
“Par kyun mujhe Ashish ke saath itna… safe, wanted, aur desired mehsoos hota hai?”
Uska mann confused tha — guilty, par fully satisfied.
Uska jism keh raha tha, “This is where I came alive.”
Usne Ashish ke lips pe ek halki si kiss ki… phir khud ko thoda uski chest mein aur chipka diya.
Geeti abhi kuch nahi soch sakti thi… lekin yeh zaroor tha — Ashish ab sirf ek raat ka junoon nahi tha. Kuch badal gaya tha.


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Rohit subah phone ki vibration se jaaga. Abhi tak uski aankhen properly khuli bhi nahi thi ki usne screen dekhi — Ashish ka naam aur ek image pop-up.
Curiosity mein usne turant message open kiya. Aur jo usne dekha, uske honton pe ek twisted, victorious smile aa gayi.
Photo mein Ashish shirtless tha, aur uske seene pe nangi Geeti leti thi — aankhen band, lips parted, baalon ka jungle pillow pe bikha hua, aur uska mangalsutra uske left boob ke paas chipka hua, jaise ek trophy mark ho.
Aur neeche likha message:
“Hole claimed. Goal made. Wink.”
Rohit ne photo zoom kiya. Uski patni — uski Geeti — kisi aur ke baahon mein… used, loved, fucked… aur ab so rahi thi jaise ek baby jo poori raat roti rahi ho.
Par Rohit ke andar gussa nahi tha. Uski aankhon mein fire tha — lekin pleasure ka.
“Usne kar dikhaya… meri fantasy ko reality mein badal diya.”
Rohit ne ek deep sa breath liya, uske pants ke neeche movement shuru ho chuka tha. Uska cock hard ho raha tha, sirf us thought se ki Geeti ne apne sare kapde utar diye, apna sab kuch chhod diya… aur Ashish ko wo diya, jo uske liye sabse sacred tha.
Usne photo ko fir se dekha, aur apne lips lick kiye.
“Fucking beautiful…” usne low mein kaha.
“Agle turn mera hai.”
Uske mann mein ab ek hi cheez chal rahi thi — Pranali.
“Ashish ne meri biwi le li. Ab main uski loonga. Par sirf badle ke liye nahi… main usse us tareeke se feel karaunga jaise kisi ne kabhi nahi kiya.”
Usne ek message type kiya:
Rohit: “Kaam kamaal ka kiya hai, bhai. Picture worth a thousand moans. Guess what? It’s my turn now. Pranali’s coming over soon. Let’s balance the score.”
Aur send kar diya.



Ashish ki aankhen dheere se khuli… sunlight curtain ke beech se room mein aa rahi thi, aur bed thoda thanda lag raha tha. Usne haath aage badhakar Geeti ko feel karna chaha, par woh waha nahi thi.
Usne thoda stretch kiya, body ab bhi raat ki intensity ka effect mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uska cock ab bhi thoda semi-hard tha, lekin uska mann ab us raat se zyada uske baad ke pal pe tha.
Kitchen se coffee banne ki khushboo aa rahi thi.
Ashish ne apna boxer pehna, aur thoda dheere se hall ki taraf gaya. Kitchen ke corner se usne dekha — Geeti back towards him, hair bun mein, uska plain nighty body se chipka hua tha, uske andar se nipples faintly visible the. She was stirring coffee like she’s been doing this every morning… but aaj sab kuch badal chuka tha.
Ashish ne softly bola, “Good morning, Mrs… still Sharma?”
Geeti thoda jhijhki, fir halki si muskaan ke saath palti, “Good morning…”
Aankhon mein awkwardness tha, lips pe soft guilt. Coffee mugs table pe rakhti hui usne zyada aankhon mein aankhon daalne se bachaya.
Dono ne table pe baith kar coffee uthai. First sip ke baad ek strange silence chhaya raha — dono soch rahe the ki kisne kya bolna chahiye.
Ashish ne finally halka sa break kiya, “Kal raat… I mean… Geeti, jo hua—”
“Ashish,” Geeti ne turant interrupt kiya, nazar coffee cup mein ghumate hue. “Mujhe woh sab yaad nahi rakhna… please.”
Uska tone rude nahi tha, lekin firm tha. Jaise woh khud ko convince karne ki koshish kar rahi ho — aur Ashish ko bhi.
Ashish ne uske expression ko notice kiya — guilt, thodi fight, aur us guilt ke neeche chhupa hua wohi softness jo raat ko usne mehsoos kiya tha.
“Main samajhta hoon,” usne softly kaha, sip lete hue.
“Bas… main yeh nahi chahta tha ki tu soche main tujhe use kiya. Kal jo kuch bhi tha, tu bhi usme thi… equal.”
Geeti ne aankhen uthayi, thoda emotional hesitation ke saath — "Main confuse hoon, Ashish. Mujhe abhi kuch samajh nahi aa raha. Mujhe sirf normal lagna hai…"
Woh coffee finish karti hai, table se uth kar dishes uthati hai. Ashish uski har movement observe karta raha — jaise woh us moment se bhaag rahi ho.
No hugs. No kisses. No eye contact. Sirf thoda awkward sa kitchen ka noise.
Ashish samajh gaya — yeh waqt tha usse space dene ka.
Usne quietly clinic ki file uthayi, bag carry kiya aur door ki taraf badhne laga.
Jaate jaate usne peeche mudkar dekha — Geeti shelf pe cup rakh rahi thi, lekin uska haath thoda shake kar raha tha. She was holding herself together… barely.
Ashish ne kuch nahi bola. Bas narmi se bola, “Main clinic jaa raha hoon… take care, okay?”
Geeti ne sirf “Haan…” kaha, bina mudke.
Door band hota hai… aur Ashish ka dimaag ek hi baat soch raha hota hai:
“She’s changed… but I have to wait. Push nahi kar sakta. Let her breathe.”



Shower ke andar steam bhar chuki thi. Geeti ne tap halka ghooma ke paani aur garam kiya, phir dheere se apne nighty ke straps utare aur usse neeche gira diya.
Uske boobs ab bhi thode swollen the… nipples red, sensitive, aur poora jism thoda sore. Usne mirror mein apne aap ko dekha — wet hair, thaka hua chehra, aur collarbone ke paas ek halki si red bite mark.
Uska haath apne boobs ke upar gaya, mangalsutra ab bhi latak raha tha — aur us moment mein, uska reflection usse aankhon mein dekh raha tha… kuch keh raha tha.
She stepped under the shower. Garam paani ne uske jism pe girte hi ek halki si sukoon bhari thandak laayi — lekin uske beech mein kuch jagah aisi thi jo usse wapas us raat mein kheench rahi thi.
Uski thighs ke beech se jaise har drop ke saath Ashish ka touch yaad aa raha tha. Har jagah jahan usne chhooha tha… jahan kiss kiya tha… jahan usne thrust kiya tha, fill kiya tha…
Geeti ne aankhen band ki aur thoda sa apna head wall se laga diya.
Aur uske dimaag mein wo awaaz ghoonj gayi:

“Teri pussy mujhe chhodne ko tayyar hi nahi hai…”

Her breath caught.
Why did that turn her on again?
Paani neeche jaa raha tha, lekin uski thighs ke beech ab bhi ek narmi thi… ek leftover wetness. Ashish ke cum ki yaad, uska andar bhar jaana, uska body ko stretch karna — sab kuch uske nerves pe wapas dance kar raha tha.
Geeti ne apna haath dheere se neeche le jaake uske folds touch kiye — ek halka spasm. Her pussy was still tender, overused, but... still tingling.
Usne turant apna haath wapas kheench liya, guilt se.
“Yeh galat hai… main yeh kyun mehsoos kar rahi hoon…”
Usne thoda aur paani apne upar phenka, jaise wo yaadein dho dena chahti ho.
Lekin Ashish ki image — woh eyes, woh touch, woh possessive kisses — uske saath chipak gayi thi.
Aur jo cheez usse sabse zyada tod rahi thi — wo yeh thi ki uska jism uss sab ke baad bhi use miss kar raha tha.
Usne apna forehead wall pe rakha, aankhon se 2 silent aansu tapak gaye — not regret… just helplessness.
“Main Rohit ki hoon… par kal raat, main sirf Ashish ki thi.”





Clinic ke cabin mein Ashish apne chair pe tha, files khuli thi samne, lekin uski aankhon mein wo clarity nahi thi jo ek doctor ke patient dekhte waqt honi chahiye.
Kal raat ka har moment uske dimaag mein rewind ho raha tha — Geeti ka naked jism, uske screams, uska cum se bhar jaana… aur uski aankhon mein woh moan bhari surrender.
Uska phone vibrate hua — Rohit ka naam.
Ashish ne turant call uthaya.
“Bas tu yaad kar raha tha, bhai…” usne bola, thoda husky tone mein.
Rohit ke pehle lafz mein hi ek dark excitement tha.
“Photo dekh kar... neend ud gayi meri, Ashish. Teri baahon mein meri Geeti… nangi… cum dripping between her legs… holy fucking shit.”
Ashish halka sa hansa.
“Bhai, not just dripping… she was shaking. I filled your loyal, simple, innocent wife from the inside out. Made the goal… in your favorite hole.”
Rohit ka saans tez ho gaya. “How did it feel? Bol... mujhe sab detail chahiye.”
Ashish leaned back, lips thoda twist kiye.
“Uski pussy tight thi, par needy. Ek baar andar gaya toh... chhodne ka mann hi nahi hua. Jab main uske andar cum kar raha tha… uska mangalsutra mere seene pe tha.”
Rohit ne halki groan ke saath kaha, “Tu meri biwi ko mere bistar pe tod raha tha… aur main bas dekh raha hoon… fuck, it turns me on so bad.”
Ashish: “Aur tujhe bas itna hi kehna hai? Tu samajh nahi raha, bhai… hamara plan kaam kar raha hai. Ab Geeti sirf teri nahi rahi. Ab woh meri bhi hai. Ab teri baari hai. Pranali ke liye ready ho ja.”
Rohit thoda slow, but deeply hungry voice mein bola:
“Mujhe meri patni chahiye, Ashish. Ab tu Geeti ke saath enjoy kar… lekin Pranali ko mere liye ready kar. Thoda emotional touch de… thoda attention… flirt kar. Bas uske andar ek craving jaga de. Jab main business trip se lautun… main usse usi tarike se lunga, jaise tune Geeti ko liya.”
Ashish ne smirk kiya.
“I’ll make her crave you. Trust me. She’ll be so wet for you… tu sirf aa, aur goal maar. Tab tak… main Geeti se har raat… alag position mein score karunga.”
Rohit ka voice aur dark ho gaya, “Make her beg for it. Har angle se le usse. Par yaad rakh — jab main lautunga… mujhe meri Pranali virgin wife nahi chahiye. Mujhe ek ready-to-be-fucked slut chahiye… jo mere naam se chikhke cum kare.”
Ashish:
“Deal done, bhai. Tab tak main Geeti ki hole ko loose, warm, aur addicted rakhunga.”
Rohit:
“Aur jab main apni Pranali ka virgin hole todunga… tu sun raha hoga.”
Ashish hansa, low aur twisted tone mein:
“Yeh partnership toh kamaal ki chal rahi hai.”

Ashish ne clinic se nikalte hi gaadi ka door band kiya, ignition chalu kiya aur turant phone uthaya. Screen pe Pranali ka message tha:

“Function khatam ho gaya… kal subah nikalungi maa ke ghar se. Bus lene ka soch rahi hoon.”
Uska dimaag instantly active mode mein chala gaya. Yehi toh chance tha — setup Rohit’s entry. First physical contact. First private moment.
Usne turant Rohit ko call milaya.
Rohit: “Bol bhai, kuch plan hai kya?”
Ashish: “Teri entry ka time aa gaya hai. Kal subah Pranali apni maa ke ghar se bus lene wali thi… par main usse kehne wala hoon ki tumhare saath aa jaaye.”
Rohit: “Same route pe hoon main… par kya wo maanegi?”
Ashish: “Uska husband hoon, bhai… trust karti hai mujhpe. Main casually bol dunga — ‘Bus mat lo, Rohit aa raha hai, uske saath aa jao, safe hai.’ She’ll agree.”
Rohit ke lips pe twisted grin aa gaya.
“Ek private drive… just me and her. No interruptions… AC car, close seats, slow music… aur main uski eyes mein dekhunga, uski body language feel karunga. Fuck, Ashish… it’s happening.”
Ashish: “Exactly. Tu bas smooth rehna. Pehle sirf comfort feel kara… fir thoda flirt, light compliments, aur jab pause aaye… ek casual touch. Let her brain register you as a man, not just a friend.”
Rohit ka voice dark ho gaya:
“Uska dupatta sirak jaaye, main neck pe compliment doon… aur agar car ka jerk aaye, main uska haath pakad loon… that’s it. First hook set ho gaya.”
Ashish: “Aur jab woh ghar aayegi… main kuch nahi bolunga. Na sawaal, na shaque. Sirf ek soft smile. Jisse uske guilt ko tumhare liye craving mein badalne do.”
Rohit: “Tu toh master planner nikla…”
Ashish: “Aur jab woh tujhe thank you bolegi lift ke liye… uski aankhon mein dekh ke kehna, ‘Koi baat nahi, tumhara saath achha laga.’ Us pal mein uska jism kuch aur sochega.”
Rohit ne deep breath liya.
“Kal usse pick karta hoon. Let’s start my part of the game.”
Ashish ne Pranali ko message bhej diya:
"Bus ka kya tension? Rohit bhi waise hi aa raha hai kal subah. Tum uske saath aa jao, safe rahega. Main ghar pe rahunga."
Typing dots chalu hue…
Then:
Pranali: “Oh nice! Haan theek hai, Rohit bhaiya ke saath aa jaati hoon. Waise bhi bus mein akeli jaana thoda odd lag raha tha.”
Ashish ne screen ko dekha…
Ek aur chaal chal chuki thi.

[arvind274]

Jokar bhai yr ek sat kitni story chalu kr diye ho .pahle ek ko to pura kr lo fir dusre me hat dalna

[rajeev13]

Jokar bhai yr ek sat kitni story chalu kr diye ho .pahle ek ko to pura kr lo fir dusre me hat dalna

Bilkul sahi kaha, First focus on one story then go for another!

[Joker44]

Jokar bhai yr ek sat kitni story chalu kr diye ho .pahle ek ko to pura kr lo fir dusre me hat dalna

Appriciate your concern, but story writing itna easy nahi hota bhai... achhe chapters likhne aur sochne mein thoda time lagta hi hai. Warna toh main bhi roz 2 sex scenes aur random log daal ke stories post kar sakta hoon, lekin usmein woh maza nahi aayega. So please thoda patience rakho, acche updates milenge.

Aur haan, yeh jo kuch wife fantasies likh raha hoon, yeh meri khud ki fantasies hain meri wife ke liye… aur mujhe unhe likhna pasand hai. So bas enjoy karo unhe padhke.

[sushilt20]

Nice update

[sa9891]

Please update

[Eswar P]

Super verynice bro

[Joker44]

Soon to be updated

[Joker44]

I have updated a wong story in this thread will update soon

[Joker44]

 — The Night Before
Ashish ne Rohit ke ghar ka door dheere se khola.
Aandhi ka silence tha… par usse pata tha, aaj raat yeh ghar waisa nahi lagne wala jaisa kal tha.
He walked in with his overnight bag. Thoda hesitant tha — not because he was guilty, but kyunki uske liye kal raat ek claim tha, aur Geeti ke liye… kuch aur.
Geeti kitchen mein thi. Soft pajama tee, no makeup, hair open — voh casual look jisme sirf patniyan hi dikhti hain… par aaj uska chehra alag lag raha tha.
Usne dekha Ashish ko. Ek second ke liye aankh mili.
Fir dono ne nazar hata li.
Geeti: (lightly) “Tum aa gaye…”
Ashish: “Haan… kal Pranali aa rahi hai na, toh socha aaj raat yahin ruk jaun. Rohit ne bola bhi tha.”
Geeti: “Hmm… theek hai.” (Back to pouring water in glass, avoiding eye contact)
Silence.
Ashish thoda paas aaya, leaning against the kitchen wall.
Ashish:
“Tu thik hai?”
(Pause)
“Kal raat ke baad… I mean—main samajh sakta hoon, awkward hai.”
Geeti thoda freeze ho gayi. Glass ka rim touch kiya lips se, lekin peeya nahi. Uski aankhon mein kuch tha — guilt? longing? confusion?
Geeti:
“Ashish… mujhe nahi pata main kya mehsoos kar rahi hoon.
Mujhe Rohit se pyaar hai… puri zindagi se.
Par kal raat… jo pleasure mila… voh maine kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya…”
Ashish chup tha. Not cocky — this wasn’t the time to flaunt.
Ashish:
“Geeti, main tujhe kabhi force nahi kiya. Tere haan mein tha junoon… lekin bhi ek softness thi. Tu sirf meri nahi bani us raat — tu apne liye bhi bani thi.”
Geeti aankhon mein aansu nahi, par weight tha.
Geeti:
“Mujhe dar lag raha hai… main badal rahi hoon kya?
Ya main sirf ek raat ki kamzori thi?
Rohit mujhe waise dekhega jaise pehle dekhta tha…?”
(Pause)
“Ya tum mujhe phir se us nazar se dekhoge… jisme sirf mera jism tha?”
Ashish ne ek kadam aur paas aake softly kaha:
“Main tujhe us nazar se dekhta hoon jisme tune apne aap ko chhupa rakha tha.
Tu sirf kisi ki biwi nahi hai, Geeti… tu ek aurat hai. Deserving of freedom, pleasure, aur choice.”
Usne haath badhaya, lekin touch nahi kiya. Bas table ke edge pe rakha.
Ashish:
“Main guest room mein jaa raha hoon. Agar kabhi baat karne ka mann kare, main wahi hoon.
Na touch karunga, na question… bas sununga.”
Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha. Sirf uske jaane ke baad, glass uthaya… aur peene se pehle uski aankhon mein phir wahi pal ghoom gaya — jab Ashish uske andar tha… jab Rohit uske dil mein tha.
She took a sip.
And stood in silence.





Raat ka ek baj chuka tha. Ghar mein poori shanti thi. Rohit abhi bhi out of town tha… aur Ashish guest room mein so raha tha — ya kam se kam soch rahi thi ki so raha hoga.
Geeti apne bedroom mein akeli thi.
Bed lamp ka yellow glow uske face ko half-light mein la raha tha. Uska dupatta floor pe gira hua tha. She was lying under the thin bedsheet, sleeveless cotton nighty mein, legs tangled, dil aur jism dono restless.
Usne karwat li. Phir ek aur.
Neend door thi. Par ek cheez nazdeek thi — kal raat ki yaadein.
Ashish ka touch.
Uske lips, uski body ka weight…
Uska andar bhar jaana. Woh raw moaning. Woh wet sounds.
Geeti ne aankhen band ki, aur Rohit ka chehra imagine kiya.
Uska pyar bhara smile… wo shaant voice.
“Main hamesha tere saath hoon, Geeti,” wo kehta tha.
Uska dil bhar aaya.
Lekin uska jism… woh Ashish ke naam se jag raha tha.
Her thighs involuntarily rubbed together.
Pussy mein ek dard bhari hulchul jaag chuki thi.
Ek baar phir usse feel hua… woh bhari pan, jab Ashish ne usse last thrust ke saath bhar diya tha.
"Nahi… nahi sochna mujhe," Geeti ne andar se kaha.
Lekin uska haath dheere se bedsheet ke neeche chala gaya.
First touch.
Usne panties ke upar se halka sa press kiya — aur ek sharp gasp nikal gaya.
She was already wet.
"Ashish…"
Uska naam uske lips se nikal gaya bina soche.
Wo shock mein thi — Rohit ko yaad karna chaha, lekin body ne Ashish ko chaha.
Usne apni panties side ki, aur fingers se folds ko touch kiya — already slippery. Pulsing. Alive.
Ek soft moan — pillow mein dabaa hua.
"Fuck… yeh mujhe kya ho raha hai…"
She circled her clit slowly, breathing heavier.
Ek haath se apne boobs ko pakda, nipples press kiye — remembering how Ashish ne unhe bite kiya tha, suck kiya tha, poora feel kiya tha.
Rohit kabhi aise nahi karta. Kabhi nahi.
Uska pace ab tez ho raha tha. Pillow ke andar face chhupaye, Geeti apne aap ko fingers se le rahi thi.
Kamar hilli… legs tense hui…
Aur climax ke edge pe jaate jaate… uske mooh se bas ek naam nikla:
“Ashiiiiiish…”
Her body shuddered. Orgasm wave mein gayi.
Uski pussy contracted… cum leak hua, thighs gili ho gayi.
Saans phuli thi. Pillow gila tha. Chehra laal.
Ek silence chhaya.
Wo blank stare mein ceiling ko dekh rahi thi.
“Maine kya kiya…?”
Usne whisper kiya, aankhon mein guilt, par chehre pe sukoon.
Ashish ne uska jism jeet liya tha.
Dil ab bhi Rohit ka tha… par us raat, body ne kisiko aur chuna tha.
.



Subah ka waqt tha. Light sunlight Ashish ke guest room ke curtain se andar aa rahi thi. Uski aankhen khuli — aadhi neend mein, thoda hungover from emotions and memory.
Woh bed se uthta hai, thoda stretch karta hai, aur tabhi door ke bahar se soft knock ki awaaz aayi.
“Chai le aayi hoon,” Geeti ki awaaz aayi — sweet, normal… almost too normal.
Ashish ne darwaza khola.
Aur wahan khadi thi Geeti — white cotton nighty mein. Thin fabric, no dupatta, neck thoda loose… cleavage thodi si visible thi, aur uske beech mein woh mangalsutra, latakta hua, hilta hua, jaise us raat ki yaad ab bhi uske seene pe chipki ho.
Ashish ne usse head-to-toe dekha, thoda awkward sa smile kiya.
Ashish: “Good morning… chai ki zarurat thi actually.”
Geeti: (soft laugh) “Mujhe pata hai… raat ko jo neend todti hai, subah wahi chai sambhalti hai.”
Usne tray thodi aage ki, aur jaise hi Ashish ne cup uthaya, Geeti thoda jhuki.
Cup lene ke chakkar mein uska cleavage poora view mein aa gaya — Ashish ka haath freeze ho gaya ek second ke liye.
Usne aankhon se pehle cup dekha… phir Geeti ke seene pe girti sunlight, aur beech mein wo sacred mangalsutra — uske dost ki biwi ka symbol… lekin ab uska sabse private visual.
Ashish: (light tease) “Itni subah-subah tum mujhe provoke kar rahi ho kya?”
Geeti ne aankh mein aankh daali — lekin expression playful tha.
Geeti:
“Provoke? Main toh sirf chai de rahi hoon, Ashish. Tum kya… itne weak ho gaye ho ki ek nighty se hil jaate ho?”
Ashish ne sip liya, gaze ab bhi uske cleavage ke edge pe atki thi.
Ashish:
“Main weak nahi… bas tumhara version of ‘casual' thoda zyada dangerously hot ho gaya hai.”
Geeti hansi… lekin andar ek thodi heat thi.
Uska jism Ashish ke presence se react kar raha tha — but this time, uska dimaag control mein tha.
Geeti:
“Waise… mujhe laga tha awkwardness hogi. Lekin tum toh kaafi normal behave kar rahe ho.”
Ashish:
“Tum bhi toh kaafi smooth ho gayi ho… kal tak toh ‘main badal rahi hoon’ keh rahi thi, aaj… cleavage flaunt aur chai delivery ke sath flirting full on.”
Geeti: (smirks)
“Chai toh sirf ek drink hai. Tumhara imagination itna wide ho gaya hai toh main kya karun?”
Ashish:
“Bas usse aur wide mat hone dena… warna control mushkil ho jayega.”
Ek thick silence aaya. Chhoti si tension in the air.
Geeti: (smiling but sharp)
“Control toh tum rakhoge na? Ya fir woh bhi main hi karun?”
Ashish aankhon mein aankhon daalkar bola:
“Control rakhne ka mann toh nahi hai…”
“…par ab tum chhodo toh hi kuch ho.”






Ashish chai ka ek aur sip leta hai, lekin aankhon ka focus cup pe kam, Geeti ke cleavage pe zyada hai.
Geeti bhi samajh gayi thi — uske nighty ka neckline thoda aur slide ho gaya tha, ya shayad usne hone diya. Mangalsutra ab uske left boob ke curve pe thoda rest kar raha tha… jaise us raat ka tag ab bhi wahi chhupa ho.
Ashish: (casual tone mein, but full hunger)
“Yeh mangalsutra toh kal raat mere seene pe chipka hua tha… aaj tumhare cleavage pe dance kar raha hai.”
Geeti: (cup ghoomate hue, naughty smile)
“Bas position badli hai, Ashish… chain wahi hai, aadmi alag.”
Ashish thoda hansa, eyes narrowed, head tilted — she was playing, and he loved it.
Ashish:
“Tujhe pata hai na… tu jab jhukti hai na, aur yeh neckline aur loose ho jaata hai… toh meri aankhon ka control hil jaata hai.”
(pause)
“Phir mujhe wohi yaad aata hai… jab tune raat ko mooh khol ke ‘deeper’ bola tha…”
Geeti ka mooh halka sa khula, saans tight… par usne cheeky tone maintain kiya.
Geeti:
“Toh aankhon ka control gaya… ya kuch aur bhi?”
Ashish ne cup side mein rakha… ab dono ke beech sirf table aur hawa thi.
Ashish:
“Cup toh neeche rakh diya… par ek cheez abhi bhi tight ho rahi hai.”
Geeti:
“Tch… Ashish! Tumhara dimaag hamesha wahi pe kyu rehta hai?”
Ashish:
“Mere dimaag mein wohi rehta hai… jo kal raat mere andar tha.”
(leans in slightly)
“Woh pussy… tight, gili, hilti hui… abhi bhi feel hoti hai.”
Geeti: (flushed, fake annoyance)
“Aur tum soch rahe ho main phir se ready hoon?”
Ashish: (voice lower, slower)
“Main toh sirf observe kar raha hoon…
Tumne bra nahi pehna aaj, na?
Nipple ki shadow dikh rahi hai…
Aur jab se chai lekar aayi ho, tumhara andar kuch aur hi bol raha hai.”
Geeti ki saans thodi uneven thi, cup ke andar uska spoon ghoom raha tha… bas ghoom raha tha, use dekh nahi rahi thi.
Ashish (soft but dirty):
“Mujhe dekh rahi ho na? Tujhe yaad aa raha hai na, jab main tere boobs ko dono haathon se pakad ke… nipples chaat raha tha?”
(smirking)
“Kal raat toh tu scream kar rahi thi. Aaj sirf blush.”
Geeti ne uske taraf dekha — aankhon mein sharam thi, lekin pussy mein heat.
Geeti:
“Tu ruk gaya tha na uss raat ek jagah pe…
shayad iss baar thoda aur twist chahiye.”
Ashish leaned in just slightly — almost brushing her wrist.
Ashish:
“Toh plan bana lein? Tu breakfast de… main tujhe dessert bana doon.”
Geeti’s smile widened.
Uske andar guilt ab bhi tha… lekin uske jism ka jawab loud tha: “Yes.”
Scene fades on their eyes — playful, dirty, charged, unspoken... for now.




Ashish ab Geeti ke bilkul kareeb tha — dono ke beech sirf ek chhota sa table, par tension usse bhi zyada thin thi.
Uske aankhon mein Geeti ki aankhon se zyada deep cleavage tha… aur uske andar kuch aur bhi gehra — conflict.
Ashish ne aankhon se uska chehra scan kiya. Light sweat uski upper lip pe tha. Breathing heavy, but pretending casual.
Ashish (suddenly serious):
“Par bata na Geeti… Rohit ka kya?”
“Usse pyaar karti hai na tu?”
Geeti ka smile thoda thartharaya.
Haal mein pehli baar — flirting se cut kar ke, uska dil table par rakh diya gaya.
She looked away.
Geeti (soft, broken):
“Haan… karta hoon. Bohot.”
(pause)
“Par jo pleasure… jo sukoon tune diya… woh kabhi usne diya hi nahi.
Aur mujhe lagta tha main kabhi kisi aur ko aise dekh bhi nahi sakti.”
(she swallows)
“Lekin ab… mujhe samajh hi nahi aa raha… main kya hoon? Kiski hoon?”
(lower)
“Main kuch khona nahi chahti, par sab paana bhi chahti hoon…”
(eyes filled, voice cracks)
“Par zyada paane ki koshish mein kahin sab kuch na chala jaaye…”
Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekha — woh phat rahi thi andar se.
Lekin uske andar ek victory smile tha.
She was breaking. And he loved every second of it.
Ashish leaned in, face close to hers, voice drop-dead low:
“Tujhe kuch chhodna nahi padega, Geeti.”
(smirk)
“Main chahta hoon tu sab kuch le.
Rohit ka pyaar…
Mera pleasure…
Aur apni choice. Apna jism. Apni awaaz.”
Usne dheere se uska haath pakda — warm palm, trembling fingers.
Ashish:
“Tu ab confusion nahi… tu desire ban chuki hai.
Aur tujhe decide karne ki zarurat nahi.
Bas mehsoos kar. Baaki main kar lunga…”
Geeti’s lips parted — not to speak, but to breathe. Hard. Needy. Silent.
Ashish stood up.
Usne dheere se Geeti ke paas jaake uska side neck pakda, thoda tilt kiya…
Aur collarbone ke thoda neeche, cleavage ke side mein ek deep bite mark chhod diya.
“Yeh yaad rahega… jab bhi Rohit tujhe hug karega.”
Geeti ka moan uske gale mein daba raha… legs thodi weak ho gayi thi.
Uski body already wet, hot, open.
But Ashish stepped back.
Ashish (grinning):
“Main abhi nahi lunga… tujhe chhod raha hoon.
Lekin jab tu mujhe call karegi… main poori raat ke liye ready hoon.”
Aur woh palat gaya.
Geeti uss bite ko touch karti rahi… aur andar se jalti rahi.

Geeti kitchen ke counter se thoda sa back hui, body thodi shaky thi — Ashish jaa chuka tha, lekin uska presence ab bhi uske jism pe chipka hua tha, like steam after a deep shower.
Usne apne collar ke paas haath le jaake mirror ke taraf dekha.
Woh bite mark — thoda red, thoda dark, freshly stinging.
Bilkul uski cleavage ke edge pe, jahan mangalsutra halki si hil rahi thi.
“Yeh yaad rahega…”
Ashish ki woh line uske kaan mein goonj rahi thi — ek command jaisa, ek challenge jaisa.
Usne dheere se apne nighty ka neck aur neeche kiya.
Uska boob halka sa nikal ke corner pe sway kar raha tha.
Wo bite mark… aur uske neeche ka nipple — hard.
Usne aankhen band ki.
Pehle Rohit.
Uska pyar. Uska soft hug.
Uske “tum sab kuch ho mere liye” wale words.
Ek pal ke liye, Geeti ka dil bhar gaya.
Phir…
Ashish.
Uske strong haath. Uski dirty baatein.
Uska cock, deep inside her.
Woh scream — jab usne poora andar bhar diya tha.
Woh bite… aaj wala… abhi wala.
Geeti ne thoda sa counter pakda, aur doosra haath dheere se apne thighs ke beech le gayi.
Panties already gili thi — not from now, from before. From the moment she gave him that chai.
Usne fingers slide ki — aur ek sharp breath nikal gayi.
“Fuck…” usne almost silent moan mein kaha.
She imagined both of them.
Rohit — kissing her forehead, saying “I love you.”
Ashish — grabbing her hips, saying “Moan louder, slut.”
Ek haath se nipple ko twist kiya, dusre se apni pussy ko stroke — slow, teasing, pressing on that pulsing, wet clit.
“Rohit…” she whispered…
…phir thoda aur rub…
“Ashi—shhh…”
Naam toot kar nikal gaya lips se.
Body ne jhukna shuru kiya, hips thoda shake hone lage.
Her finger moved faster — circular motion, thoda deep press… phir ek orgasm ki wave uthti gayi.
Usne aankhen tight band ki, bite ko press kiya…
“Fuuuckkk… yesss… ohhhh…”
Geeti ka jism ek baar phir hil gaya.
Pussy se juice leak kar gaya, thighs gili ho gayi, nighty chipak gayi andar se.
Usne saans sambhali, aankhon se thoda paani nikal gaya — sharm se nahi, sukoon se.
Mirror mein usne apne aap ko dekha —
Bite mark, wet thighs, red lips, messed hair… aur aankhon mein woh nasha… jo sirf do mardon ke beech fansi aurat hi samajh sakti hai.
She wasn’t just claimed anymore. She was craving more.



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Subah ka waqt tha. Cool breeze, halki si dhoop… Rohit ki gaadi Pranali ke maa ke ghar ke bahar rukti hai.
Usne horn bajaya, aur gate se Pranali nikli — peach colored kurti, tight jeans, hair open, goggle aankhon pe aur smile chehre pe.
Pranali (playfully):
“Oye hoye, Rohit bhaiya full time pe! Mera Uber premium aa gaya!”
Rohit: (grinning)
“Main toh soch raha tha main chauffeur ban gaya hoon… lekin tu toh madam nikli jise gaadi mein bhi drama chahiye.”
Pranali laughed — her laugh thodi loud, thodi naughty. She opened the door and settled in beside him, her perfume immediately filling the space — fresh, fruity… but with a hint of tease.
Pranali:
“Waise… thank you! Mujhe toh Ashish ne bola tum le jaa rahe ho, warna bus mein toh meri jaan nikal jaati. Waise bhi… tumhare saath drive ka maza kuch aur hai.”
Rohit (with a soft smirk):
“Tumhare saath toh… kisi bhi cheez ka maza badh jaata hai.”
Pranali (acting shocked):
“Oho! Tameez se baat karo bhaiya… ya flirt karne ka license mil gaya hai?”
(leans toward him just a little)
“Pati hoon main Ashish ki…”
Rohit (calm, slow):
“Main flirt nahi kar raha… bas sach keh raha hoon. Tumhe compliment dena flirt nahi hota… jab woh dil se ho.”
She looked at him for a second — thoda amused, thoda thoughtful.
Then she smiled… that kind of smile jo bolti hai: I’m not buying it, but I like it.
And the car moved forward.

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20 minutes later… silence. Light music playing.
Pranali:
“Tumhare gaadi mein AC se zyada heat feel ho rahi hai… ya tumhara charm itna strong hai?”
(grinning, clearly teasing)
Rohit:
“Dono ho sakta hai. Tumhe lagta hai main boring hoon, par tum ho thodi… unpredictable.”
Pranali:
“Main toh hamesha unpredictable thi… tum log notice hi nahi karte.”
Rohit (turning to her briefly):
“Ab kar raha hoon. And trust me, you’re very hard to ignore.”
Road mein thoda sa speed breaker aaya.
Pranali halki si uthi, uska haath automatically Rohit ke forearm pe aa gaya.
Soft… tight… momentary. But real.
Usne turant haath hata liya.
Pranali:
“Oops! Sorry sorry… tumhaari muscles ne thoda distract kar diya.”
Rohit hansi roka nahi paaya.
Rohit:
“Toh ye casual touch tha ya sneak preview?”
(leans slightly toward her)
“Main confuse ho gaya hoon…”
Pranali (teasing whisper):
“Tumhare jaise smart ladke confuse ho gaye, toh hum jaise ladkiyan toh control kho baithengi.”
She winked.
That was the moment.
Rohit smiled — deep, knowing.
The game had officially started.




Gaadi highway ke side ek charming sa hotel ke bahar rukti hai — midway stop for lunch.
AC restaurant, cozy corner table, and Pranali in full chulbuli mode, tossing her hair back, tapping the menu with her nails, aur Rohit ke saamne jaise stage par ho.
Pranali:
“Tum decide karo kya khayenge… mujhe toh sirf tasty chahiye.”
(cheeky tone)
“Like this ride… spicy, but smooth.”
Rohit:
“Tasty toh definitely mil raha hai… plate mein bhi, aur saamne bhi.”
(looking her up and down with a calm grin)
Pranali (laughing):
“Careful, bhaiya… flirting overdose ho gayi toh lunch se pehle dessert order ho jaayega.”
Rohit (murmuring):
“Mera dessert toh table pe already baitha hai.”
Pranali bit her lower lip — playfully, lekin uske aankhon mein ab clearly heat thi.
As she got up to go wash her hands, Rohit leaned back in the chair, took out his phone, and opened WhatsApp.
Message to: Ashish

Rohit:
“Teri biwi expected se bhi zyada juicy nikli.
Naughty, thodi wild… aur aankhon se toh mujhe nanga kar chuki hai.”

Typing…

“Don’t worry… main use touch nahi kar raha. Abhi tak.
But she’s begging for attention without realizing it.
Tu Geeti ke saath maze kar… mujhe yeh slow-roast zyada pasand hai.”

Ashish replied almost instantly:

Ashish:
“Jaise Geeti mujhe ‘deeper’ bol rahi thi…
waise Pranali tujhe closer bolne wali hai.”

Rohit smirked, phone lock kiya, aur Pranali wapas aayi — chehre pe halka sa water ka sparkle, aur lips fresh pink.
Pranali:
“Chalo, khaate hain… mujhe toh bhook lag gayi hai.”
Rohit (with a smile that said I’m starving too):
“Tumhare taste ke liye kuch special order kiya hai… thoda slow cooked, thoda spicy.”
They sat… but their eyes were already feasting.



Lunch table ke across, do plates rakhi thi — par Rohit ki nazar sirf ek cheez pe tikki thi: Pranali.
Woh toh casual thi. Chulbuli, hasi-mazak mein mast. But Rohit... dekh raha tha. Poore focus ke saath.
Not ogling — studying. Like a man who knows this woman isn’t innocent… but also not aware of her power.
Pranali aaj tight-fit peach kurti mein thi, jisme se uski curves subtly show ho rahi thi — not too revealing, but so perfectly suggestive that imagination handle karna mushkil ho jaye.
Uska dupatta kab ka slip ho chuka tha, now resting somewhere around her elbows — leaving her chest open… aur beech mein uska mangalsutra.
Woh black beads ki chain, golden locket ke saath uske cleavage ke just upar bounce kar raha tha every time she leaned to pick something or laughed while tossing her hair.
Rohit ki aankhon ka track clear tha.
Eyes: lips… jawline… chest… down to her waist… thighs under the table.
Pranali suddenly looked up. Caught him.
Pranali (half-laughing):
“Kya dekh rahe ho? Kuch gir gaya kya?”
Rohit (without skipping a beat):
“Ha, nazar… tumpe gir gayi.”
Pranali (mock gasp):
“Tum toh full Shayari mode mein aa gaye ho!”
(leans in with a smirk)
“Tum mujhe aise ghoor rahe ho jaise main menu card hoon aur tumhe sab kuch chahiye.”
Rohit leaned forward too, calm and slow.
“Menu nahi… tum toh main course ho. Bas mujhe pata hai yeh meal abhi serve nahi hua.”
Pranali laughed, head tilt, but uski aankhon mein ek second ka pause tha — she felt something.
Still, yeh flirting uska nature tha. Woh sab ke saath light, playful, teasing hoti thi. But Rohit alag tha — his gaze wasn't cute. It was undressing. Commanding.
Pranali (playfully warning):
“Bas bas… itna intense mat dekho mujhe. Main flirt karti hoon, haan, par iska matlab yeh nahi ki main… tum samajh rahe ho na?”
(slightly softer)
“Main aisi nahi hoon…”
Rohit (soft smile, deep voice):
“Main sab samajh raha hoon, Pranali. Tum flirt karti ho because it’s you.
Par main dekh raha hoon… kyunki main main hoon.
Aur mujhe dekhne ka haq toh abhi sirf aankhon tak simit hai.”
Pranali bit her lip — nervous laugh.
“Tum dangerous ho, Rohit…”
Rohit:
“Tabhi toh tum ab tak mere saath car mein ho.”