[Joker44]

Couple ka shuffle

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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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.

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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.

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 — 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.
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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.”

[Joker44]

 The Journey Begins Lunch ke baad Rohit ne Pranali ko softly bola, "Chalein? Rain lag gayi hai thodi, par jaldi niklenge toh shaam tak pahuch jaayenge."

Pranali ne haan mein sir hila diya. Usne dupatta adjust kiya, handbag uthaya, aur dono ghar se nikal gaye. Car ke andar AC chal raha tha, lekin baarish ke drops windshield pe tapak rahe the. Highway pe traffic kaafi slow tha, aur baarish ab steadily heavy hoti ja rahi thi.
Rohit gaadi chala raha tha, music low volume mein baj raha tha. Pranali seatbelt laga chuki thi, thoda side se baahar dekhti rahi. Uske wet eyelashes aur damp dupatta, uske cheek ke paas chipak gaye the.
"Tum comfortable ho?" Rohit ne pucha, uski taraf dekhe bina.
"Haan... bas baarish kaafi tez hai," Pranali ne softly kaha, thoda hesitant smile ke saath.
Highway kaafi slow tha. 30-40 minutes ke andar hi pata chala ki aage road block ho gaya hai landslide ke kaaran. Google Maps bhi red dikha raha tha.
Rohit ne car ek side lagayi aur local dhaba ke waiter se poocha. "Bhaiya koi hotel ya rukaawat ke baare mein update?"
Waiter bola, "Sir, aage full blockage hai. Kal subah se pehle nahi khulega. Sab log ya toh vapas chale gaye ya nearby hotel mein ruk gaye."
Rohit ne Pranali ki taraf dekha. "Lagta hai hotel mein raat guzarna padega."
Pranali ne halka sa surprise expression diya, lekin situation obvious thi. "Haan... agar koi safe jagah mil jaye toh theek rahega."
Rohit ne nearby hotel ka location dekha aur 10 minutes ke drive ke baad ek small but clean hotel pe ruk gaye. Reception pe jaake pucha, "Do rooms please."
Receptionist ne thoda regretfully kaha, "Sir due to rain and traffic jam sab full ho chuka hai. Sirf ek hi room bacha hai... agar chale toh."
Rohit thoda hesitation ke saath Pranali ki taraf dekha. "Ek hi room available hai... kya karein?"
Pranali ne apne lips thode press kiye, fir dheere se bola, "Theek hai... koi option bhi toh nahi hai."
Receptionist ne keys di, aur dono silently third floor ke room tak lift mein gaye. Room basic tha, ek double bed, ek table, ek chair, ek TV aur ek window jahan se baarish ki awaaz clearly sunai de rahi thi.
Rohit ne bag corner mein rakha, aur awkward silence mein bola, "Tum bed le lo... main chair ya floor pe so jaunga."
Pranali ne lightly bola, "Aisa kuch nahi... bed kaafi bada hai. Aur waise bhi... it's just for one night."
Dono thoda laugh kar diye, lekin us laugh ke neeche ek subtle tension tha.
Pranali ne Ashish ko call kiya. "Hello... haan, main safe hoon. Baarish ke wajah se rasta band ho gaya, toh hum ek hotel mein ruk gaye hain. Kal subah niklenge."
Ashish: "Theek hai, bas safe rehna. Room mil gaya na ache se?"
Pranali ne thoda pause leke kaha, "Haan... ek hi mila... but manage kar lenge. Tum raat ko call karna thoda... main akeli rahungi..."
Ashish ne smile kiya phone pe, "Of course. Tumhare voice ke bina toh neend nahi aayegi."
Pranali ne blush karte hue phone band kiya. Aur jaise hi phone band hua, usne Rohit ki taraf dekha jo khidki ke paas khada baarish dekh raha tha.
Rohit ne casual tone mein kaha, "Tum bhi Geeti ko bata do... warna tension legi."
Pranali ne sir hila ke kaha, "Hmm... tum bhi Ashish se baat kar lo."
Rohit ne aankh maarte hue kaha, "Main to kar chuka hoon. Tumhare bolne se pehle hi bata diya tha... bas yeh nahi bola ki hum dono same room mein hain."
Pranali ne sharma ke aankhen jhuka li.
Tabhi Rohit ne phone uthaya, aur ek message type kiya:
Rohit to Ashish: "Rain blocked the highway. We are stuck in a hotel tonight. Just one room. Guess what? It’s finally my time."

Hotel room ki windows ke bahar barish ab bhi bina ruke tapak rahi thi. Kaafi late ho chuka tha. Rohit fresh hokar bahar aaya — towel se baal ragarte hue, ek white t-shirt aur track pants mein — ek casual, relaxed vibe. Uski aankhen bed ke corner pe ghoom gayi… jahan Pranali apna dupatta leke bathroom mein gayi thi.

Thodi der baad bathroom ka door slowly khula.
Aur Pranali saamne aayi.
Usne ek pastel peach color ka sleeveless kurta pehna tha — halka sa clinging fabric, jo baarish ke mausam mein uske figure ke curves ko perfectly trace kar raha tha. Kurte ka neckline deep nahi tha, lekin uska sleeveless cut uske bare arms aur collarbone ko accentuate kar raha tha. Ek simple salwar ke saath, minimal makeup, wet hair towel se half dry kiye hue… aur ek sweet si muskurahat.
Rohit ne usse dekhte hi tease karte hue bola,



“Aree wah… Mrs. Doctor lag nahi rahi… aaj toh badi sexy lag rahi ho.”

Pranali ne pehle toh aankhen thodi badi ki — phir halka sa has ke bola,
“Stop mocking me, okay? Bas yahi ek kurta tha mere paas, aur vo bhi accidentally pack ho gaya tha.”
“Achha kiya accidentally… warna toh yeh treat miss ho jaata,” Rohit ne half-smile ke saath kaha.
Pranali ne aankh dikhai, “Shut up, Rohit bhaiya,” lekin uske cheeks light pink ho gaye the.
Coffee machine unhone room service se manage kar li thi. Dono ne ek dusre ko cup pakdaaya, aur ek small round table ke paas baith gaye. Rain ki drops window pe tapak rahi thi… aur room ke andar coffee ki meethi khushboo aur thoda sa heater ka warmth.
Rohit ne remote uthaya, “Movie laga du thodi der? Time pass ho jaayega.”
Pranali ne haan mein sir hila diya.
TV on hua… aur luck ya coincidence kehte ho, Jism 2 lag gaya. Old Bollywood erotica… sultry background score, slow seduction, passionate dialogues.
Pranali ne pehle toh casually dekhna start kiya… lekin jaise hi screen pe intimate kissing scenes shuru hue, uska expression subtly change hua. Uski aankhen screen pe fix thi, lekin uske lips par ek soft discomfort tha. Shayad curiosity bhi thi… aur ek mental hesitation bhi. She wasn’t used to watching such scenes with someone — specially not with Rohit.
Rohit ne bhi notice kiya, but kuch nahi bola. Woh bas apni coffee sips karta raha, aur mind mein sirf ek hi thought tha:
"She’s reacting… she’s feeling this."
Movie chalti rahi… aur suddenly — ek loud thunder ka sound hua.
“DHAADAMM!”
Light chali gayi. TV band. AC band. Aur ek aur lightning ka zor ka flash hua.
Pranali instantly dar ke uthi, aur seedha Rohit ke paas aa gayi.
Usne apne dono haath uske shoulders ke aas paas rakh ke usse hug kar liya. Full body press thi — uska soft jism Rohit ke chest se chipka hua tha, uske damp hair Rohit ke neck se touch ho rahe the… aur sabse dangerous cheez — uska lower body, Rohit ke crotch area se halki si brush ho gayi.



Rohit ki saans rukh gayi.

Pranali ka body perfume, thoda sa sandalwood aur thoda jasmine — direct Rohit ke senses mein ghus gaya.
Aur uski body reaction automatic thi — uska cock hard ho gaya.
Pranali ka jism ek moment ke liye freeze hua… jab usne Rohit ke body mein woh tightness feel ki — woh pressure. Woh kuch bolti isse pehle, Rohit ne softly bola:
“It’s okay… main hoon yahan. Kuch nahi hoga.”
Par uske tone mein ek subtle huskiness thi. Pranali ne slowly uske chest se peeche hatti, aur aankhon mein awkwardness ke saath kaha:
“Sorry… mujhe andhera aur bijli dono se bohot darr lagta hai. Reflex tha…”
Rohit ne smile diya, casual tone mein:
“Don’t worry. Normal hai. Main samajh sakta hoon.”
Lekin uske andar ka storm abhi bhi shant nahi hua tha.
Pranali ne dupatta adjust kiya, aur thoda door jaake khidki ke paas khadi ho gayi… try kar rahi thi ki apna fast heartbeat control kar sake. Rohit ne uske back ki taraf dekha — uska silhouette moonlight mein ek erotic shadow jaisa lag raha tha.
Room mein silence tha. Sirf rain ki awaaz.
Kuch der baad Pranali ne turn liya, aur bola:
“Chalo… sote hain. Kal subah jaldi nikalna padega.”
Rohit:
“Haan… good idea.”
Bed single tha… bada, lekin ek hi. Pranali ne bedding arrange kiya — ek pillow uske aur Rohit ke beech mein rakh diya, jaise ek invisible line. Rohit ne kuch nahi bola. Bas so gaya — ya kam se kam dikhawa kiya.
Lights ab bhi off thi. Barish ki thap-thap… aur beech mein Pranali ka halka sa blanket adjust karna, ya uska turning motion… sab kuch Rohit ko aware rakha.
Uske phone pe ek light blink hui. Ashish ka message nahi… usne khud bheja tha.
Text:
“It’s my time now.”
Rohit ke lips pe ek silent smirk tha.
Kal subah, game aur aage badhega.


Bed mein dono ek hi side face karke lete the — Pranali apne back par, aur Rohit uski taraf. Beech mein ek chhota sa gap tha, lekin hawa mein tension heavy thi. Room mein andhera tha, baarish ab bhi balcony ke glass pe pad rahi thi, aur AC band hone ke baad us room mein sirf unki saansen goonj rahi thi.

Rohit ne aankhen band ki hui thi, lekin uske dimag mein kuch aur hi chal raha tha — jab Pranali usse chipki thi bijli girne par, uska woh soft sa jism jo uske hard lund ko pressure deta hua laga tha… woh warmth ab tak uske body mein basa tha. Jism 2 ke slow kissing scenes, uska seductive music, aur Pranali ka woh innocent yet sensual reaction… sab kuch uske dimaag mein ghoom raha tha.
Waqt dheere dheere badh raha tha. Clock ne 12 baje chuke the. Rohit ne andhere mein uska profile dekha — Pranali ab bhi vaise hi leti thi, uski kamar ki halki si curve aur uncovered baazu mein kuch toh tha jo Rohit ko kheench raha tha.
Usse nahi pata tha Pranali jaag rahi hai ya so gayi… lekin ek urge uske andar ubhar raha tha.
Dheere se, slow motion mein… Rohit ne apna haath adjust kiya, pillow thoda sa press kiya, aur silently uski taraf shift hone laga.
Aur ek moment mein… uske body Pranali ke back se lag gayi.
Uska chest, Pranali ke upper back se… aur uska fully erect lund, directly uski soft round ass se chipak gaya.
Achanak se Rohit ki saansen tez ho gayi. Uske body ka har hissa jaag chuka tha.
Pranali ke baalon ka soft meetha scent — shampoo aur thoda skin ka warmth — uski sense ko intoxicate kar raha tha. Uske cheek pe uski saans halki halki pad rahi thi.
Aur Pranali?
Wo soyi nahi thi. Woh bilkul wide awake thi.
Usne Rohit ki body ka har touch mehsoos kiya — uska hard press hona, uski halki movements, aur sabse important… uske chest ki warmth apne spine ke through.
Woh confused thi… nervous thi… lekin saath hi uske andar bhi ek ajeeb si warmth uth rahi thi.
Tabhi Rohit halka sa piche hatne laga — jaise realise karke ki shayad yeh galat ho raha hai.
Aur ussi pal… Pranali ne apne aap se peeche shift kiya.
Jaise uski permission thi.
Uska soft ass ab poori tarah Rohit ke tight lund se press ho gaya.
Rohit ki aankhon mein spark tha. Usne dheere se aankhen band ki, lips mein ek victorious smile thi.
"Game is on..."
Pranali ne kuch nahi bola, na kuch hatne ki koshish ki. Woh bas rahi — exactly us position mein… jaise chaahti ho yeh raat thodi aur khiche.
Unki saansen synchronize hone lagi thi. Room mein silence tha — lekin unke jism ab baat karne lage the.

Bed ke us andhere kone mein, baarish ki boonden ab bhi unke window pe tip-tip kar rahi thi. Rohit ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha… uska haath dheere se aage badha… aur usne Pranali ke shoulder ko softly touch kiya.

Pranali ne resist nahi kiya. Dheere se, almost mechanical motion mein… usne apna body turn kiya.
Ab wo Rohit ki taraf face kar rahi thi.
Uske aankhon mein clarity nahi thi — confusion, hesitation, aur kuch aur bhi… ek pull. Dono ki aankhen mil gayi. Pranali kuch bolne hi wali thi — shayad kuch protest, shayad koi question… lekin usse pehle hi —



Rohit ne apne lips uske hothon par rakh diye.

Pehla touch soft tha — gentle, as if testing. Pranali ki aankhen widen hui… ek second ke liye woh still rahi.
Lekin phir… uske hoth thode thode khulne lage.
Rohit ne kiss ko deepen kiya — uske lips ko halka sa suck kiya, phir ek soft sa lip bite diya. Pranali ka body ab dheere dheere melt hone laga. Usne apni aankhen band kar li… aur apne hoth uske hothon mein aur deeply press kar diye.
Unka kiss ab slow nahi raha… it was passionate.
Rohit ne tongue slide kiya… aur Pranali ne apna mouth thoda open kiya.



Unki tongues ne ek dusre ko feel karna shuru kiya — soft twirls, slow exploration, teasing licks… aur phir ek sudden deep twist — full surrender.

Rohit ka haath ab uski kamar pe tha — usne usse tightly hug kiya, jaise us moment ko pakadna chahta ho.
Pranali ab uske upar thi — naturally, bina kisi plan ke. Uska body Rohit pe leaned tha, aur dono ke lips ek dusre ke liye desperate ho gaye the.
Rohit ne uske lips ke corners ko kiss kiya, phir phir se beech mein intense suck diya.
Pranali ke haath uske chest pe the, fingers thoda clutch karte hue… uske kiss ke tempo ke sath-sath woh bhi respond kar rahi thi.
Kuch bhi nahi bola gaya…
Sirf unki lips, tongue aur saansein ek dusre ko sab kuch keh rahi thi.
That kiss — tha unke beech ki pehli line-crossing.
Agar aap chaho, next part mein — Rohit ka hand slowly lower back pe jaa sakta hai, ya Pranali ka thoda emotional pause, ya ek intense eye contact ke baad next physical movement. Aap decide karo — aur main likh doon.



Pranali ab Rohit ke upar thi, dono ke lips abhi bhi ek dusre mein gum the. Rohit ke haath dheere dheere uske lower back ki taraf gaye… aur ek halki si pull ke saath uske kurte ka kapda slide karne lage. Pranali ka sleeveless kurta dheere dheere utar gaya, aur ab wo sirf ek soft pastel bra mein thi.

Moonlight aur room ki halki si emergency light uske jism pe gir rahi thi… uska deep cleavage ab clearly visible tha, uski skin ki softness aur halki gulabi warmth ko highlight karte hue. Rohit ki saansein aur tez ho gayi.
Pranali apne aap ko sambhal nahi pa rahi thi. Usne clearly feel kiya… Rohit ki tight hardness… jo uske hips aur ass ke against press ho rahi thi. Woh directly uske lap pe baithi thi, aur dono bodies ke beech ka distance ab khatam ho chuka tha.
Rohit ne dheere se apne fingers uske bra ke strap pe le jaake hook khola. Strap khulne ki halki si click hui… aur bra dheere se slip ho gayi. Pranali ne instinctively apne dono haathon se apne boobs cover karne ki koshish ki.
R




ohit ne softly uske haath pakad kar neeche kiye… aur husky whisper mein bola:

“Don’t hide… you are gorgeous.”
Aur usne finally dekha — Pranali ke medium size ke, perfectly shaped boobs… soft, natural curve, aur dono nipples tight aur light pink… bilkul uske lips ki tarah.
Rohit ne halki si smile ke saath apna face neeche kiya… aur ek nipple ke upar lips rakh diye. Ek slow, gentle suck… uske saath thoda lick… aur phir ek halka sa bite.
“Ahhh…” Pranali ke lips se automatic moan nikli. Uska head peeche tilt ho gaya, baal uske shoulders se slide karke neeche gir gaye. Usne apne dono haath se Rohit ka sir pakad liya aur apne boobs ke against daba diya — jaise usse aur deeply feel karwana chahti ho.
Rohit ek haath se uska ek boob gently squeeze kar raha tha, thumb se nipple tease karte hue… aur dusre boob ko apne mouth se suck kar raha tha. Kabhi lick, kabhi suck, kabhi bite… har motion alag aur passionate.
Woh dono boobs ke beech switch karta raha — ek ko press karna, dusre ko suck karna. Uski tongue circles draw kar rahi thi around nipple, phir sudden deep pull… jaise woh uska taste pee raha ho.
Rohit ke andar sirf ek hi thought tha:
“Yeh toh addictive hai… yummy.”
Pranali ke lips se halki si broken whispers nikal rahi thi… uske moans aur unki ragged breaths room ke silent atmosphere ko fill kar rahe the.


Pranali ne ek dum se Rohit ka sir apne boobs se hata diya. Rohit thoda confuse hua… lekin agle hi second usne dekha — Pranali khud neeche jhuki aur uske chest pe apne lips rakh diye.

Ek soft kiss… phir dusra… aur dheere dheere woh passionate hota gaya. Uske lips Rohit ke bare chest pe slide karte rahe, kabhi suck karna, kabhi bite karna.
“Ahhh… Pranali…” Rohit ke lips se nikal gaya.
Uske nails ab Rohit ke shoulders aur chest pe move kar rahe the — kabhi soft scratch, kabhi thoda rough. Aise marks jaise vo uske upar apna haq chhod rahi ho. Rohit ke body pe chhote red lines ban rahe the, aur woh har scratch ke saath aur bhi garam ho raha tha.
Pranali ab completely mood mein thi. Uske saans tez thi, uska body pura heat se burn kar raha tha. Uske lips kabhi Rohit ke collarbone pe gentle bite karte, kabhi uski neck pe ek wet kiss chhod dete.
Rohit ne apne haath uske hair mein ghusa diye, uske movements ko feel karta hua… lekin us waqt control Pranali ke paas tha.
Uska har bite, har scratch ek silent signal tha — ki ab vo bhi utni hi garam hai jitna Rohit.

Rohit ne Pranali ko dheere se apne neeche ki taraf guide kiya. Usne apni aankhon se uska chehra dekha — aur Pranali ki nazrein bas uske andar utar rahi thi. Rohit ki saansein tez thi, aankhen half-closed… pura body desire se jal raha tha.

Pant ke andar clearly uska tight bulge dikh raha tha. Pranali ne apna haath wahan le jaake ek soft press kiya.
“Ahhh… Pranali…” Rohit ke lips se ek heavy moan nikla.
Pranali ne ek halki si mischievous smile di. Rohit us moment mein ekdum realise kar raha tha — “Geeti shy thi… lekin Pranali is something else… she’s bold, fiery, aur bilkul alag.”
Pranali ne dheere se uski pant neeche kheench di. Rohit ka 6-inch hard lund ab free tha, throbbing, uske haath ke andar. Usne usse softly grip kiya, upar-neeche ek sensual stroke diya… kabhi tight, kabhi soft. Rohit ke moans aur tez hote gaye.
Usne apna head thoda tilt kiya, aankhon mein ek teasing sparkle, aur dheere se neeche lean kiya.
Aur phir… apne soft, warm lips uske lund ke tip pe rakh diye.
Rohit ke liye woh first touch heaven jaisa tha. Uska pura body chill gaya, saansein aur broken ho gayi.
“Ohhh… yesss…” woh khud-ba-khud bol pada, uske hair gently stroke karte hue.
Pranali ke lips ab uske shaft ke against ek wet, teasing kiss chhod rahe the — slow, sensuous, maddeningly soft.




Room ka mahaul ab ekdum wild aur uncontrollable ho gaya tha.

Pranali dhire dhire Rohit ka pura lund apne mouth mein le chuki thi. Uske warm, wet lips shaft ke around tight seal banaye hue the. Dheere strokes se start karke usne apni jeebh ko twist aur roll karna shuru kiya — kabhi tip pe circles, kabhi shaft ke niche line. Rohit ke moans aur broken ho rahe the.
“Ohhh… Pranali… f* yesss…”** Rohit ne uska head apne dono haathon se pakad liya aur apna lund uske mouth mein aur press karne laga. Pranali bhi ab resist nahi kar rahi thi — usne khud speed badha di. Har stroke ke sath “ghp… ghp… ghp” ki awaaz room mein gunj rahi thi.
Rohit apni kamar ko upar-niche karte hue uske rhythm ko match kar raha tha. Uski aankhen band thi, saans ruki ruki aa rahi thi.
Aur fir — ek deep thrust ke sath usne apna lund pura andar tak press kar diya. Ek second ke liye uska pura body stiff hua… aur uske hot seedhiyan nikli.
 mein fire tha.
Game ab officially dangerous ho gaya tha.


“Ahhhh… yesss…”

Rohit ne apna sara mal uske mouth mein chhod diya — thick, warm load directly uski jeebh pe spread ho gaya.
Pranali thodi ghutne lagi, aankhen band kar li, lekin usne kuch spill nahi hone diya. Dheere se uthi, uske lips messy aur wet the, usne ek haath se apni chin wipe ki… aur fir dheere se sab andar kar liya.
Rohit bas usse stunned expression mein dekhta raha — amazed, speechless. Usne apne haath uske cheek pe rakhe aur bas dheere se bola:
“Pranali… you’re unreal…”
Pranali ne ek halki si naughty smile di, aankhon

Pranali ke bold step ne Rohit ko literally shock kar diya. Usne usse dangerous eyes se dekha aur husky voice mein kaha —

“Ab meri baari hai…”
Pranali dheere dheere apni salwar neeche kheenchti gayi. Andar ek soft baby-pink panty thi, jo uske hips pe cling kar rahi thi. Usne ek teasing move ke saath woh panty bhi utar di. Ab uski shaven, gulabi si chut saamne thi — thodi wet, thodi shiny, aur poori tarah exposed.
Rohit ke heartbeat double ho gaye the.
Pranali bina sharam sidha uske upar chadh gayi, apne knees se uske shoulders ko pin karte hue. Usne apni chut ko Rohit ke face ke bilkul paas rub karna start kar diya. Ek intoxicating fragrance, ek mix of sweet-salty-spicy smell — Rohit ke senses ko flood kar gaya.
Rohit ek second ke liye bas uski boldness dekh ke stunned tha… lekin agle moment usne apne dono haath uske hips aur ass pe firmly rakhe. Uski soft cheeks uske hands ke under squeeze ho rahi thi.
Aur phir usne apna mouth khola…
Ek slow, gentle lick diya uski chut ke slit pe.
Pranali ka poora body ek jhatke se arch hua. Uske lips se ek broken moan nikla —
“Ahhh… Rohittt…”
Rohit ke liye woh taste naya tha — thoda salty, thoda tangy, aur andar se ek natural sweetness. Usne apni jeebh aur deep le jaake aur explore kiya.
Pranali ke hands uske hair mein ghus gaye, aur usne apna head aur zyada press kiya. Uski saansein heavy ho gayi thi, moans barh rahi thi.
Room ab barish ki awaazon ke saath, unke passion ke wet sounds aur Pranali ke soft moans se bhar gaya tha.





Pranali ab apne control mein bilkul nahi thi. Uska body heat se literally jal raha tha, aur Rohit ka mouth uske liye ek paradise ban gaya tha.

Woh apni gulabi chut ko aur zor se uske face pe rub karne lagi, jaise uske har nerve ending ko apna deewana banana chahti ho. Rohit ke lips aur jeebh continuously uske slit aur clit ko target kar rahe the — kabhi deep licks, kabhi teasing flicks, kabhi full suction.
Pranali ke moans ab halki nahi, balki uncontrolled ho gaye the —
“Ahhh… ohhh… Rohittt… faster… yesss… yahi… don’t stop…”
Uske hips continuously grind kar rahe the Rohit ke mouth pe, jaise usse apna poora control dena ho. Rohit bhi crazily uske taste mein dooba hua tha, jeebh ko andar le jaake baar baar uski garmi ko explore karta, phir clit ko suck karta jaise uska sara juice nikal lena ho.
Pranali ke nails uske hair aur chest pe lagataar scratch kar rahe the, her body trembling, thighs tight hote ja rahe the.
Aur phir — ek loud cry ke saath — uska pura jism shake kar gaya.
She climaxed hard, poori chut se juices Rohit ke face pe flow kar gaye. Uska saara warm liquid uske lips, uske chin, uske cheeks pe spread ho gaya. Rohit bina hesitate kiye sab ko lap lap karke taste karta raha, jaise uske liye yeh hi sabse bada reward ho.
Pranali heavy breathing ke saath uske face pe baithi rahi kuch seconds ke liye, poore aftershock mein. Uske hair messy, uski chest upar neeche ho rahi thi… aur Rohit neeche se softly smile kar raha tha.
Usne socha — “This feels like heaven.”

[Joker44]

Pranali ab poori tarah heat mein thi. Uski saanse abhi bhi heavy thi, cheeks laal, hair messy, aur aankhon mein ek dangerous spark. Woh dheere se Rohit ke face se uthi, uske lips ko ek baar softly bite kiya aur husky tone mein boli,

“Ab meri baari hai…”
Rohit abhi bhi uske climax ke taste mein dooba tha, par uske words ne uska khoon aur tez garam kar diya.
Pranali ne slowly uska tight lund apne haathon mein pakda, thoda rub kiya jaise apni jagah set kar rahi ho. Rohit ka moan nikal gaya. Phir bina aur delay ke woh apni gulabi shaven chut ko uske upar align karne lagi.
Rohit bas neeche se usse dekh raha tha — uski boldness, uska confident body language — bilkul Geeti se opposite. Usne socha: “Yeh ladki toh jungle ki aag hai…”
Pranali ne apne wet folds ko uske lund ke tip pe rub kiya, thoda tease kiya, jaise apni climax ke baad aur control le rahi ho. Rohit ke lips se phir ek deep groan nikla.
Aur phir — ek smooth motion mein — woh uske lund pe baith gayi.
“Ohhhh….” dono ke moans ek saath nikle.
Rohit ka 6-inch tight lund poora uski chut mein slide ho gaya, uski warmth ne usse instantly grip kar liya. Pranali ne aankhen band kar li, dono haath uske chest pe rakhe aur apna back thoda arch kiya.
“Ffff… itna deep…” woh heavy breathe karte hue boli.



Rohit ne uske hips pakad liye aur softly press kiya, jaise usse aur neeche bas settle karna ho. Pranali ab poori tarah uske upar thi, uska jism halki halki bounce karne laga. Pehle slow… fir thoda fast.

Room mein barish ki awaaz ke saath ab sirf skin-slapping aur moaning ki mix sound aa rahi thi.
Pranali apna waist circular motion mein rotate kar rahi thi, apne clit ko uske lund ke base pe rub karte hue. Uske hoth khule hue the, moans uncontrollable. Rohit neeche se moaning kar raha tha, kabhi uske boobs pakad ke squeeze karta, kabhi uske waist ko hold karke thrust de deta.
Pranali ne uski chest pe apna body jhukaya aur uske lips ko ferociously kiss karne lagi, bites, tongue, saliva — sab kuch. Uske nails uske shoulders ko scratch kar rahe the jaise woh uska poora jism apna banana chahti ho.
Rohit bas ek hi cheez feel kar raha tha: “She’s riding me like a goddess.”

Pranali ab puri tarah apne zone mein thi. Uska jism barish ke rhythm ke sath hil raha tha, aur har bounce pe “thap! thap! thap!” ki clear awaaz room mein ghoonj rahi thi.

Uske moans aur zyada deep ho gaye —
“Ahhhh… Rohittt… ohhh yesss… haan… yehhh!”
Uska face poora flush tha, lips half open, aankhein kabhi band hoti kabhi Rohit ki taraf dangerously dekhne lagti. Har thrust ke saath uske boobs jor se bounce kar rahe the, Rohit unhe squeeze karta aur kabhi nipples bite kar leta.





Pranali ka pace ab wild tha, jaise woh apna pura control kho baithi ho. Uske nails Rohit ke chest pe laal marks chhod gaye, aur uski awaaz itni high thi ki barish ke shor ko bhi overpower kar rahi thi.
Aur phir ek powerful grind ke sath uska body stiff ho gaya —
“Ohhhhhh… ffffuuuu…”
Pranali phir se climax kar gayi. Uska jism shake kar raha tha, uski chut Rohit ke lund ko tight grip kar chuki thi, juice bahar nikal ke uske base tak bheeg gaya tha.
Woh heavy breathing ke saath Rohit ke upar collapse ho gayi, uska face Rohit ke shoulder pe, saanse fast aur awaaz abhi bhi shaky.
Par Rohit… abhi bhi rock hard tha. Uska lund abhi bhi uske andar tight stand kar raha tha, ready for more.
Usne uske hair mein ungliyaan phirate hue, husky tone mein uske kaan ke paas kaha:



“Tum toh do baar aa chuki ho… ab meri baari hai, Pranali.”

Aur usne uske hips ko tight hold karke neeche se ek powerful thrust maara.
Pranali ne zor se moan kiya, abhi bhi sensitive thi… lekin uska bold side phir se jag gaya.

Rohit ne ek deep breath li aur uske kamar ko pakad ke slowly usse upar se neeche kar diya. Pranali ab neeche thi, bed pe spread out — uska face flushed, baal bikhar gaye the, lips wet from all the moaning. Rohit uske upar aa gaya, uske dono haath tight pakad ke mattress pe daba diye.

Ek second ke liye usne Pranali ki aankhon mein dekha. Dono ke beech woh forbidden tension tha — jo ab pure lust mein badal chuka tha.
Rohit ne dhire se apna lund uske andar slide kiya… pura feel karte hue. Pranali ne ek sharp moan kiya,
“Ahhhhhh Rohitttt… ohhhh god yehhh!”
Pehle pace gentle tha — long, deep strokes. Har baar woh pura lund uske andar le jati, aur uska jism halki si tremble karta. Uski chut tight thi, jaise woh apne aap Rohit ka lund suck kar rahi ho.
Rohit ne apni saanse control karte hue uski gardan pe lips rakhe, thodi kisses di, kabhi thoda nibble kiya. Pranali apne nails uske back pe chala rahi thi, red scratch marks banate hue.
“Ohhh Rohit… yesss… aur… aur… fasterrr…” uske words almost beg jese lag rahe the.
Aur fir Rohit ne pace badha diya. Thrust pe thrust, ek steady rhythm —
“thap! thap! thap! thap!”
Room mein sirf barish ki awaaz aur unke bodies ke collision ki awaaz thi.
Pranali ka body ab bilkul lose control ho gaya tha. Uski moaning loud thi, chest upar niche hote hue, uski chut aur zyada wet hoti ja rahi thi. Har hard stroke pe uska jism uth jata jaise shock lag raha ho, aur woh tightly Rohit ko hug kar leti, nails aur gehre chala deti.
Rohit ab poori tarah madhosh tha. Usne apna face uske boobs ke beech daba diya, kabhi ek nipple suck karta, kabhi doosra, aur neeche thrust aur hard hota gaya.
Pranali cheekh rahi thi,




“Yesss… ohhhh fuckk… Rohitttt… stop nahi karna… please… fasterrr…”

Uske legs automatically Rohit ki kamar ke around wrap ho gaye, usse aur andar kheenchti hui. Har push pe woh moan karti aur apne lips uske neck pe rakh ke bite karti.
Rohit ko lag raha tha jaise uski chut literally uska lund kha rahi ho — har baar squeeze kar rahi thi jaise chhodne nahi degi.
Aur pace ab wild tha. Bed hil raha tha, sheets wrinkle ho gaye the, dono ke bodies sweat aur lust se shine kar rahe the.
Pranali ka body fir se stiff hua, aur usne ek loud cry nikali —
“Rohiiiitttttt… I’m… I’m comingggg… ahhhhhhh!”
Woh fir se climax mein toot gayi, tightly hug karte hue Rohit ko apne andar squeeze karte hue.
Par Rohit ab bhi unstoppable tha. Uska pace aur tez ho gaya tha, uski saanse heavy, uske lips se sirf ek cheez nikal rahi thi —
“Fuckkk… Pranaliii… you’re driving me crazyyy…”
Dono ab ekdum primal mode mein the, poore room mein bas unki awaazon ka storm tha.




Rohit abhi tak apna climax tak nahi pahuncha tha. Uska pace abhi bhi fast, rough aur demanding tha. Suddenly usne position change ki — Pranali ko thoda upar uthaya aur apne angle ko adjust karte hue aur deep andar tak ghus gaya.

Pranali ki aankhen khul gayi, usne ek loud moan nikala,
“Ahhhhhhh Rohitttt… ohhhh my goddd… it’s so deep!”
Usne apni legs tight karke Rohit ki kamar ke around wrap kar di, jaise ke usse apne andar lock kar liya ho. Ab Rohit ke liye nikalna impossible tha — woh har ek thrust par aur gehra, aur zyada intense hota ja raha tha.
Rohit ke moans ab control se bahar the, uski breathing fast, chest sweat se soaked, aur uske strokes ekdum primal ho gaye the. Har push pe lag raha tha jaise woh apni sari energy uske andar daal raha ho.
Pranali crazily enjoy kar rahi thi, uski awazein loud thi,
“Yessss… harder Rohittt… ohhhh yessss, don’t stop…!”
Aur fir ek powerful, deep thrust ke saath — Rohit ka pura control toot gaya. Usne ek guttural moan nikala,
“Fuuucckkkkkkk… Pranaliiiiii… I’m cummmingggg…!”
Aur uska garam, thick load seedha Pranali ke andar flood ho gaya. Ek ke baad ek spurt, uske andar bharte gaye. Pranali ne apni aankhen tight close karke us moment ko feel kiya — uski chut squeeze ho rahi thi, uska body tremble kar raha tha.
Rohit collapse ho gaya uske upar, dono heavily breathing, bodies ek dusre se chipke hue, heartbeat fast aur mixed.
Room mein sirf barish ki awaaz aur dono ki heavy saanse thi.
Pranali ne halki si muskaan ke saath uske baal ko stroke kiya, aur Rohit ne apna face uske boobs ke against rakh diya — completely drained but deeply satisfied.



Barish ab bhi khidkiyon ke bahar chal rahi thi, lekin room ke andar sab kuch shant tha. Rohit aur Pranali dono thak kar bed pe the, unki saanse abhi bhi tez thi.

Pranali ne dheere se apni aankhen kholi, Rohit ke chehre ko dekha — aur ek soft smile ke saath uske lips pe ek gentle kiss rakha. Rohit ne respond kiya, ek aur soft lingering kiss diya, fir uske forehead pe ek pyara sa kiss.
Pranali ne kuch nahi kaha, bas uske chest pe apna sir rakh diya aur arms se usse hug kar liya. Dheere dheere uski saanse calm hone lagi… aur vo Rohit ki baahon mein hi so gayi.
Rohit ne uske sote chehre ko dekha, uske lips pe ab bhi thoda passion ka redness tha, uske galle pink hue mein chamak rahe the. Usne phone uthaya, apni baahon mein soyi Pranali ke saath ek close-up selfie click ki — uske lips pe ek victorious smirk tha.
Selfie click karke Rohit ne Ashish ko bhej diya, ek chhota sa caption likh kar:
“Mission accomplished.”
Kuch seconds baad screen pe ek notification aayi — Ashish liked the pic.
Rohit ne phone side mein rakha, aur Pranali ko aur tight apni baahon mein kheench liya. Uske lips pe ek soft smile thi.
Game ab officially next level par jaa chuka tha.



Subah ki pehli roshni curtains ke beech se hotel ke room mein ghus rahi thi. Rain ruki thi, hawa halki thandi aur fresh thi. Pranali ne apni aankhen dhire se kholi… aur sabse pehle mehsoos hua — Rohit ki baahon ka tight hug.

Usne turant apna chehra side kiya — Rohit ka haath ab bhi uski kamar pe tha, aur uske bare skin pe halka pressure tha. Raat ke lamhe phir se flash ho gaye — unka kiss, uske upar baithna, Rohit ka andar cum karna… sab images ek hi saath wapas aa gaye.
Pranali ki saanse fast ho gayi. Usne dheere se uska haath hataya aur bed ke edge par baith gayi. Uske hair messy the, lips abhi bhi slightly swollen the, aur andar ek ajeeb mix of guilt aur thrill tha.
Rohit ne aankhen kholi aur usse dekha. Ek second ke liye dono ki nazar mili — aur dono ne turant nazar hata li.
Rohit (softly): “Good morning…”
Pranali (awkward smile): “Hmm… morning…”
Silence. Sirf barish ke baad ki halki hawa ki awaaz.
Pranali ne blanket apne body ke around tight kar liya, jaise apna exposed skin hide kar rahi ho. Fir usne phone uthaya aur Ashish ka naam dekha screen pe. Uska dil zor se dhadakne laga. Kal raat usne sirf itna bola tha “Hotel mein rukna pada…” Lekin asal mein kya hua, uska ek hissa guilty feel kar raha tha.
Rohit khamoshi todte hue bola:
“Pranali… jo bhi hua kal raat… main…”
Vo ruk gaya, shabd nahi mil rahe the.
Pranali ne uski taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ab bhi kal raat ki warmth thi. Lekin usne zidd karke ek stern expression banaya:
“Bas… uss baat ko wahi chhod dete hain. Kisi ko pata nahi chalega. Okay?”
Rohit ne bas dheere se haan mein sir hila diya. Lekin uske andar ek smirk chal raha tha — usne Ashish ko already proof bhej diya tha.
Room mein ab bhi awkward tension thi. Dono ready hone lage, lekin har chhoti cheez unhe kal ki yaad dila rahi thi — ek dusre ke touch, lips ka taste, aur woh forbidden raat.
Pranali apna dupatta adjust karte hue soch rahi thi:
“Main kaise face karungi Ashish ko… ya Geeti ko? Ye sab control se bahar ja raha hai…”
Aur Rohit quietly soch raha tha:
“Game abhi shuru hua hai…”


Barish ab ruk chuki thi, hawa mein mitti ki khushboo thi. Dono hotel se nikal kar car mein baith gaye. Atmosphere heavy tha — na Rohit kuch bol raha tha, na Pranali. Sirf gaadi ka engine aur tyre ki halki sa-gilti hui road pe chalne ki awaaz.

Thodi der baad Pranali ne softly kaha:

“Rohit… ek medical store mile toh rokna.”

Rohit ne bina kuch pooche gaadi side kar di. Pranali andar gayi, aur kuch minute baad ek chhota packet lekar bahar aayi. Usne bottle kholkar ek i-pill nikal ke pani ke sath turant nigal li.

Rohit ki nazar us par tik gayi. Uske andar guilt ka ek flash aaya — “Main ne use is situation mein la diya… aur ab yeh sab steps lene pad rahe hain.”

Car ke andar silence aur bhi gehra ho gaya. Pranali khidki ke bahar dekh rahi thi, uski aankhon mein confusion, sharam aur thoda regret tha. Rohit ne ek do baar kuch kehne ki koshish ki, par usne khud ko rok liya.

Ride awkward thi — dono ek dusre ko dekh bhi nahi pa rahe the.

Finally jab Rohit ne uske ghar ke gate pe car roki, Pranali ne door open karte hue sirf itna bola:

“Bye…”

Vo bhi softly, bina uski taraf properly dekhe.

Aur chalti bani.

Rohit steering wheel pakad kar kuch seconds wahi baitha raha. Fir dheere se ek smirk uske lips pe aa gaya.

“Mission accomplished. Ashish khush hoga… ab toh game aur bhi bade level pe chalega. Soon… swapping aur bhi baar hogi.”
Usne ignition start kiya aur gaadi nikal di, mind mein already next steps chal rahe the.

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Rohit ne apni car parking mein lagayi. Engine off kiya, lekin turant bahar nahi nikla. Usne rearview mirror mein apna chehra dekha — aankhon mein thakan thi, par uske peeche ek dark satisfaction chamak raha tha. Usne Pranali ke saath jo kiya, woh sirf sex nahi tha... woh ek statement tha. Ashish ke liye ek jawab tha.
"Hisaab barabar."
Usne bag uthaya aur lift ki taraf badha. Dimaag mein ab Geeti thi.
"Meri Geeti... jo ab sirf meri nahi rahi."
Jab usne door bell bajayi, toh dil ki dhadkan thodi tez thi — darr se nahi, balki anticipation se. Woh dekhna chahta tha ki Geeti ab kaisi dikhti hai... Ashish ke touch ke baad.
Door khula.
Geeti saamne khadi thi. Simple yellow salwar suit mein, baal loose aur face pe wahi innocent si muskurahat — lekin aankhon mein ek gehra guilt chupa hua tha.
"Welcome back..." Geeti ne dheere se kaha.
Rohit ne bina kuch bole usse hug kar liya.
Yeh hug pehle jaisa nahi tha. Geeti ka jism thoda stiff tha, jaise woh darr rahi ho ki Rohit uske andar chhupe raaz ko soongh lega. Aur Rohit... woh Geeti ko hug karte hue bhi, uske jism mein Ashish ke nishaan dhoondh raha tha.
"Miss kiya mujhe?" Rohit ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya.
Geeti ne thoda peeche hatti, nazrein churayi.
"Haan... bohot. Ghar... bohot khaali lag raha tha."
Rohit ke lips pe ek smile aayi. Khaali? Ya Ashish se bhara hua?
Woh andar aaya aur sofa pe baith gaya. Geeti pani lekar aayi. Jab woh jhuk kar glass table pe rakh rahi thi, uska dupatta thoda side hua.
Aur Rohit ki nazar wahi gayi jahan Ashish chahta tha.
Uske cleavage ke side mein woh bite mark.
Halka sa purple, thoda red. Taaza.
Rohit ka khoon khual utha — gusse se nahi, balki ek ajeeb se nasha se. Usne socha, "Ashish ne apna thappa laga diya hai."
Usne Geeti ka haath pakda aur use apne paas kheench liya. Geeti hadbada gayi.
"Kya hua Rohit?"
Rohit ne apni ungli dheere se us bite mark pe rakhi. Geeti ka pura jism kaanp gaya. Usne saans rok li.
"Yeh kya hai, Geeti?" Rohit ne pucha, awaaz mein gussa nahi, bas ek knowing curiosity thi.
Geeti ka chehra safed pad gaya. Usne turant dupatta wapas sahi kiya.
"W-woh... kuch nahi. Shayad... shayad koi allergy hai. Ya macchar ne kaata hoga balcony mein."
Rohit ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Woh jhooth bol rahi thi, aur woh jaanta tha.
"Macchar?" Rohit ne smirk kiya. "Kaafi... bada macchar lagta hai. Aur kaafi deep kaata hai."
Geeti ki bolti band thi. Woh bas neeche dekh rahi thi.
Rohit ne uska chehra upar uthaya, uske lips pe ek hard kiss kiya — possessive, claiming kiss. Jaise woh Ashish ka taste mitana chahta ho, ya shayad... uske upar apna taste mix karna chahta ho.
Jab woh alag hua, Geeti haanf rahi thi.
"Jao..." Rohit ne husky voice mein kaha. "Mere liye khaana lagao. Mujhe bhook lagi hai."
Geeti bhaagne ke mood mein kitchen mein chali gayi. Rohit wahin baitha raha, us bite mark ko yaad karke apna lower lip bite karte hue.
"Ashish ne sahi kaha tha... she looks fucking hot with that mark."



Dusri Taraf: Ashish aur Pranali
Ashish apne living room mein baitha TV dekh raha tha jab door khula.
Pranali andar aayi. Bheegi hui nahi thi, lekin uske chehre pe wo after-sex glow aur exhaustion saaf dikh raha tha. Uske baal thode frizzy the, aur lips... lips clearly swollen the.
Ashish ne usse dekha, aur ek shikaari wali muskaan uske chehre pe aa gayi.
"Aa gayi?" Ashish ne normal tone mein pucha, lekin apni jagah se hila nahi.
Pranali ne bag sofa pe rakha aur bina Ashish ki taraf dekhe boli, "Haan... traffic bohot tha. Aur barish... uff, thak gayi hoon."
Woh jaldi se bedroom ki taraf badhne lagi, jaise Ashish ki nazron se bachna chahti ho.
"Ruko," Ashish ki awaaz thodi strict thi.
Pranali ruk gayi. Dhadkan tez.
Ashish utha aur dheere dheere uske paas aaya. Pranali ki nazrein zameen pe thi. Ashish ne uske kareeb aake gehri saans li — jaise kuch soongh raha ho.
Uske paas se Rohit ki scent aa rahi thi. Ek mard ki musk, aur thoda sa hotel ka soap.
"Rohit ke saath ride kaisi thi?" Ashish ne pucha, uske chehre ke bilkul paas aake.
Pranali ne thoda stammer kiya. "Th-thik thi. Woh... woh ache driver hain. Hum... hume hotel mein rukna pada tha, road block ki wajah se."
"Pata hai," Ashish ne soft tone mein kaha. "Rohit ne bataya tha. Ek hi room mila na?"
Pranali ka dil gale mein aa gaya. Usne darte hue Ashish ko dekha. Kya usse pata hai?
Ashish ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya. Uska angutha (thumb) dheere se Pranali ke suoje hue hothon (swollen lips) pe phira.
"Tere honth..." Ashish ne whisper kiya. "...suoje hue hain. Kuch kaata kya?"
Pranali ki aankhen bhar aayi. Usse samajh nahi aa raha tha kya bole.
"Ashish... woh..."
"Shhh," Ashish ne uske hothon pe ungli rakhi.
"Main doctor hoon, Pranali. Mujhe symptoms padhna aata hai."
Usne usse gale lagaya. Pranali ka jism stiff tha. Ashish ne uske kaan ke paas apna mooh le jaake, ekdum dheere se, ek zeherili baat boli:
"Lagta hai Rohit ne kaafi achi company di tumhe. You look... satisfied."
Pranali chonk kar peeche hatti. Ashish ke chehre pe gussa nahi tha — bas ek twisted smile thi.
"Jao, fresh ho jao. Tumhe safai ki zarurat hai."
Pranali wahan se bhaag kar bathroom mein ghus gayi aur door lock kar liya. Shower chalu karke woh wahin floor pe baith kar rone lagi.
Bahar, Ashish ne apna phone nikala.
Message to Rohit:
"She's home. Lips swollen, walking funny, aur darr ke mare kaanp rahi hai. Good job, bhai. You broke her seal."
Kuch seconds baad Rohit ka reply aaya:
"Aur maine Geeti pe tera nishaan dekh liya. That bite mark... it's turning me on more than I expected."
Ashish ne phone jeb mein rakha.
Dono gharon mein ab ek nayi tarah ki shanti thi.
Pati-Patni ke rishte wahi the... par beech mein secrets ki ek moti diwar khadi ho gayi thi. Aur us diwar ke dono taraf... desire ka ek naya khel shuru ho chuka tha.
Raat: The Internal Monologue
Raat ka waqt tha.
Rohit aur Geeti apne bed pe the. Geeti side turn karke leti thi, Rohit ki taraf peeth karke. Woh sonne ka natak kar rahi thi, par uski aankhen khuli thi.
Uske dimaag mein Ashish ka touch ghoom raha tha. Aur ab Rohit ka wapas aana... usse guilty feel karwa raha tha, par saath hi uske andar ek ajeeb si comparison chal rahi thi. Rohit ka pyaar vs Ashish ka raw passion.
Rohit uski peeth ko dekh raha tha. Usse pata tha Geeti jag rahi hai.
Usne apna haath Geeti ki kamar pe rakha. Geeti halka sa hili, par haath hataya nahi.
Rohit ne khud ko Geeti se chipka liya. Uska hard lund Geeti ke hips ko press karne laga.
Geeti ki saansein atak gayi. Kya Rohit chahta hai?
Lekin Rohit ne kuch kiya nahi. Woh bas wahi let gaya, usse feel karte hue.
"Ashish ne isse kaise choda hoga..." yeh soch kar Rohit ko neend nahi aa rahi thi. Woh bas Geeti ke jism ko pakad ke imagine kar raha tha — kal raat woh Ashish ke neeche kaise tadap rahi hogi.
Dusri taraf...
Pranali bathroom se nikal kar aayi thi. Ashish bed pe book padh raha tha, bilkul normal.
Pranali chupchap doosri side let gayi. Usne blanket odh liya.
Ashish ne light band ki.
Andhere mein, Ashish ka haath Pranali ke pet (stomach) pe gaya. Pranali ne saans rok li.
"Goodnight, Pranali," Ashish ne kaha.
"G-goodnight..."
Lekin Ashish ka haath wahan se hata nahi. Woh wahi raha... thoda neeche... uske uterus area ke paas. Jaise woh check kar raha ho ki Rohit ne apna seed kahan chhoda hai.
Pranali ne aakhen band kar li, Rohit ke words yaad karte hue — "Ab meri baari hai..."
Dono auratein apne apne bistar pe thi, apne patiyon ke saath... lekin unke jism abhi bhi un gair mardon ke ehsaas mein qaid the.
Game ka Pehla Round Khatam.



Shaam ka waqt tha. Ek dimly lit bar ke corner table pe Rohit aur Ashish baithe the. Table pe beer ki bottlein, kuch snacks, aur hawa mein cigarette ka dhuan.
Dono ke chehre pe ek alag hi glow tha — ek shaitani sukoon. Jaise do shikaari jungle se wapas aaye ho, apna apna shikaar karke.
Ashish ne apni beer uthayi, glass clink kiya.
"Cheers, bhai. To the new life."
Rohit ne glass takraya, ek bada sip liya aur table pe rakhte hue hansa.
"Life toh ab bani hai, Ashish. Kasam se... tune jo plan banaya tha, mujhe laga nahi tha itna perfect execute hoga."
Ashish ne cigarette ka puff liya, aankhen chhoti karte hue pucha, "Pehle tu bata. Meri 'shareef' biwi, Dr. Pranali... kaisi rahi?"
Rohit ne chair pe peeche lean kiya, ek wicked smile ke saath yaad karte hue.
"Bhai... teri biwi doctor hai, par bed pe woh ilaaj nahi, bimari deti hai — hawas ki."
Ashish hansa, "Detail de... uppar uppar se mat bol."
Rohit thoda aage jhuka, awaaz low karte hue:
"Hotel room mein light gayi... darr ke maare mujhse chipak gayi. Aur wahan se jo game shuru hua... Ashish, she’s fucking wild. Geeti shy hai, par Pranali... Pranali toh seedha lund pe chadh gayi thi."
"Usne mera lund muh mein liya... aur aise chusa jaise aakhri baar mil raha ho. Aur jab maine usse doggy mein liya... bhai, she screams loud. 'Rohit... Rohit...' chilla rahi thi."
Ashish ke chehre pe ek dark satisfaction tha. Apni biwi ke baare mein yeh sunkar use jalan nahi, maza aa raha tha.
"I knew it," Ashish ne smirk kiya. "Woh hamesha se thodi repressed thi. Tune uska dhakkan khol diya."
Rohit: "Aur sun... maine uske muh mein cum kiya. She didn't even spit. Sab andar."
Ashish ne table pe haath maara, hasste hue. "Wah! Kamine, meri biwi ko slut bana diya ek hi raat mein."
Rohit ne eyebrow uthayi. "Ab tu bata... meri Geeti ka kya haal kiya?"
Ashish ne cigarette ash tray mein masli. Uska chehra thoda serious, thoda intense ho gaya.
"Geeti... woh alag hai, Rohit. Woh wild nahi hai... woh deep hai."
"Jab maine usse chua... woh kaanp rahi thi. Mana kar rahi thi, dimaag se... par uski chut ro rahi thi lund ke liye. Jab maine usse pehli baar enter kiya... bhai, itni tight... jaise virgin ho."
Rohit ka lund table ke neeche twitch hua yeh sunkar.
Ashish continue kiya: "Maine usse pyaar se nahi choda... maine usse own kiya. Har position mein. Aur sabse best part pata hai kya tha?"
"Kya?" Rohit ne pucha.
"Jab woh climax pe thi... woh tera naam nahi le rahi thi. Woh sirf 'Please... Please...' bol rahi thi. She was begging me to ruin her."
Rohit ne apne lips lick kiye. "Aur woh bite mark? Jo tune uski cleavage pe diya?"
Ashish hansa. "Woh toh bas ek reminder tha. Taaki jab tu usse hug kare, tujhe pata chale ki wahan mera muh tha."
Rohit ne apna phone nikaala aur Pranali ki soti hui pic dikhayi. "Hisaab barabar, bhai. Yeh dekh teri biwi... mere lund ki thakan utaar rahi hai."
Dono doston ne photo dekhi aur zor se hanse. Public mein koi samajh nahi sakta tha ki yeh dono kya baat kar rahe hain.
The Reality Check
Hasi mazak ke baad, mahual thoda serious hua. Planning mode on.
Rohit: "Lekin ek problem hai, Ashish."
Ashish: "Kya?"
Rohit: "Pranali... woh guilt mein hai. Subah jab hum nikle, woh mujhse aankh nahi mila rahi thi. Usne 'I-pill' li mere saamne. Woh darr gayi hai."
Ashish: "Same with Geeti. Woh bhi guilt mein dubi hui hai. Mujhse baat nahi kar rahi, avoid kar rahi hai. Agar humne abhi 'Swap' ka idea open kiya... toh woh dono panic kar jayengi. Shayad humare rishte toot jayein."
Rohit ne sar hilaya. "Sahi keh raha hai. Hum unhe direct nahi bol sakte ki 'Chalo exchange karte hain'. Unhe abhi yeh lag raha hai ki yeh 'galti' se hua."
Ashish: "Exactly. Humein yeh 'galti' baar baar karwani hogi. Itni baar... ki unhe aadat pad jaye. Unka guilt khatam karna hoga... unhe addict banana hoga."
Rohit: "Toh next move kya hai?"
Ashish ne beer finish ki aur ek masterplan rakha.
"Dekh, abhi woh dono humse bhaag rahi hain. Humein unhe saamne lana hoga. Jahaan woh humein ignore na kar sakein."
The Plan: The Dinner Trap
Ashish: "Iss weekend... mere ghar pe dinner rakhte hain. Couple dinner. Tu aur Geeti aa rahe ho."
Rohit confuse hua. "Saamne? Bhai, woh awkward ho jayengi."
Ashish: "Wahi toh chahiye! Awkwardness hi toh fuel hai."
"Soch... hum chaaron ek table pe honge.
Tu Pranali ke saamne baitha hoga... wahi aadmi jisne usse hotel mein choda.
Main Geeti ke saamne hunga... wahi aadmi jisne usse mere bed pe torda."
Rohit ke chehre pe dheere dheere samajh aane lagi.
Ashish: "Unhe apne patiyon ka haath pakadna padega... jabki unke lovers unke saamne honge.
Humein kuch nahi karna... bas eye contact."
"Main Geeti ko ghuroonga... usse yaad dilaunga us raat ki."
"Tu Pranali ko compliment diyo... thoda flirt kariyo, husband ke saamne. Dekhte hain woh kaise react karti hai."
Rohit: "Fuck... that's evil. Geeti toh pighal jayegi pressure mein."
Ashish: "Pressure hi toh unhe todega, bhai. Jab woh dekhengi ki hum dono normal hain... toh unka darr kam hoga. Aur table ke neeche... thoda footsie khelne ka maza hi kuch aur hoga."
Rohit: "Aur agar mauka mila?"
Ashish: "Agar mauka mila... toh kitchen mein, ya washroom ke bahar... ek quick touch. Ek kiss. Bas unhe yaad dilana hai ki woh ab sirf 'Patniyan' nahi hain... woh humari 'Rakhail' banne ke raste pe hain."
Rohit ne apna glass uthaya.
"Done. This weekend. Dinner at your place."
"Geeti ko main taiyaar karunga... usse wahi saree pehnaunga jo tujhe pasand aayi thi."
Ashish ne wink kiya. "Aur main Pranali ko bolunga ki Rohit aa raha hai... special khana banaye. Uski khidmat kare."
Dono dost uth gaye. Bill pay kiya.
Bahar nikalte waqt Rohit ne kaha, "Bhai, ek baat bolun?"
"Bol."
"Dost toh hum pehle bhi the... par ab hum bhai ban gaye hain. Ek hi hole ke bhai."
Ashish ne thahaka lagaya. "Chalo, ghar jaate hain. Apni apni biwiyon ko thoda aur mentally torture karte hain."




Rohit ghar aaya toh mahual thoda shaant tha. Geeti TV dekh rahi thi, par uska dhyaan screen par nahi tha. Woh abhi bhi apne khayalon mein gum thi — Ashish ka touch aur Rohit ki maujoodgi ke beech ka conflict use khaaye ja raha tha.
Rohit ne sofa pe baithte hue casually kaha, "Geeti, kal shaam ko free rehna. Ashish ne dinner pe bulaya hai."
Geeti ka shareer ekdum se stiff ho gaya. Usne remote tight pakad liya.
"Ashish ke ghar?" usne dabi hui awaaz mein pucha. "Kal? Rohit... mera mood thoda theek nahi hai. Sir mein dard hai. Hum cancel nahi kar sakte?"
Rohit ne uski taraf dekha — gaur se. Usse pata tha yeh sir dard nahi, Ashish ka darr hai.
"Cancel?" Rohit ne thoda irritation dikhate hue kaha. "Geeti, woh mera best friend hai. Itne time baad mil rahe hain dhang se. Aur waise bhi, Pranali bhi hogi. Tumhe change milega. Please, mana mat karo. Maine haan bol diya hai."
Geeti ke paas naa bolne ki himmat nahi thi. Agar woh zyada mana karti, toh Rohit ko shak ho sakta tha (aisa woh sochti thi).
"Theek hai..." usne haami bhar di, par dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Ashish ka saamna kaise karungi?
Sunday Evening: Rohit and Geeti
Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the. Rohit ready ho chuka tha — crisp blue shirt aur grey trousers mein, looking sharp and dominant.
Woh bedroom mein aaya toh dekha Geeti ready ho rahi hai.
Usne ek simple si cream colour ki cotton salwar kameez pehni thi. Dupatta achi tarah se pin kiya hua tha, chest cover karte hue. Makeup minimal tha. Woh clearly chupna chahti thi. Woh nahi chahti thi ki Ashish usse uss nazar se dekhe.
Rohit ne use upar se neeche tak dekha aur frown kiya.
"Yeh kya pehna hai, Geeti?"
Geeti confuse ho gayi. "Kyu? Acha nahi hai? Simple hai, comfortable hai..."
Rohit ne sar na mein hilaya. Woh wardrobe ki taraf gaya. Usne hanger se ek Black Net Saree nikali — jisme silver sequins ka kaam tha. Yeh saree Geeti ne sirf ek baar pehni thi, kyunki use yeh 'zyada bold' lagti thi.
"Yeh pehno," Rohit ne saree bed pe phenk di.
Geeti ki aankhen phati reh gayi. "Rohit? Yeh wali? Yeh bohot... transparent hai. Aur iska blouse... uska gala bohot deep hai. Ashish ke ghar ja rahe hain, koi party mein nahi."
Rohit uske paas aaya, awaaz thodi strict karte hue.
"Toh kya hua agar Ashish ke ghar ja rahe hain? Meri biwi khubsurat hai, toh dikhni bhi chahiye. Tum aajkal bohot dull ban ke reh rahi ho."
"Par Rohit..."
Rohit ne uski aankhon mein dekha aur apna trump card khela (guilt trap).
"Geeti, tum Ashish se itna ghabra kyun rahi ho? Aisa behave kar rahi ho jaise wahan kuch galat hone wala hai. Ya... kuch chupa rahi ho?"
Yeh sunte hi Geeti ka chehra safed pad gaya. Usse laga Rohit ko kuch shak ho gaya hai. Apne aap ko normal dikhane ke liye, uske paas koi raasta nahi bacha tha.
"N-nahi... aisa kuch nahi hai," Geeti ne jaldi se kaha. "Theek hai... main pehenti hoon. Agar tumhe pasand hai toh."
Rohit muskuraaya. "Good girl. Jao change karo. I want you to look hot."
15 Minute Baad:
Geeti bathroom se bahar aayi, aur Rohit ki saansein atak gayi. Ashish ne sahi kaha tha — Geeti ko bold kapdon mein dekhna ek alag nasha tha.
The Look:
 * Saree: Gehre kaale rang ki (Jet Black) net saree thi. Kapda itna bareek (sheer) tha ki uski kamar ka gora rang saaf chamak raha tha. Navel ke neeche saree ka fall perfect tha, jo uske hips ke curve ko ubhaar raha tha.
 * Blouse: Sleeveless, black velvet blouse. Neckline deep 'U' shape mein thi, jisse uska cleavage kaafi hadd tak expose ho raha tha. Mangalsutra uske gore seene pe kaale blouse ke contrast mein alag hi chamak raha tha.
 * Back: Jab woh palti mirror dekhne ke liye, toh Rohit ne dekha blouse backless dori wala tha. Uski poori nangi peeth (bare back) display pe thi, jahan kuch din pehle Ashish ke haath the.
Geeti uncomfortable thi. Woh baar baar pallu adjust kar rahi thi taaki cleavage dhak sake.



Rohit peeche se aaya. Usne uska haath pakad ke pallu ko wapas side mein gira diya, sirf shoulder pe pin rehne diya.
"Dhakko mat," Rohit ne uske kaan mein kaha. "Aaj raat tum sabse alag dikhni chahiye."
Usne Geeti ke baalon mein gajra lagaya.
"Chalo... Ashish wait kar raha hoga."
Geeti ka dil darr se, aur Rohit ke is naye roop se, zor se dhadak raha tha. Woh ek saji hui thali ki tarah Ashish ke ghar ja rahi thi.
Sunday Evening: Ashish and Pranali
Dusri taraf, Ashish ke ghar mein sannata tha.
Pichle do din se Ashish ne Pranali ko poori tarah ignore kiya hua tha. Na dhang se baat, na touch, na koi smile. Jab bhi Pranali paas aati, woh laptop mein ghus jaata ya phone pe baat karne lagta.
Pranali guilt mein thi. Use lag raha tha ki shayad uske chehre pe likha hai ki usne Rohit ke saath kya kiya hai. Woh desperate thi Ashish ke attention ke liye. Woh chahti thi ki uska pati usse dekhe, usse pyaar kare, taaki woh Rohit wali galti bhula sake.
Ashish living room mein baitha news dekh raha tha jab Pranali aayi.
"Ashish... main kya pehnu?" Pranali ne dheere se pucha.
Ashish ne TV se nazar hataye bina kaha, "Kuch bhi pehen lo. Kya farak padta hai?"
Pranali ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. "Tumhe koi farak nahi padta main kaisi dikhti hoon?"
Ashish ne thandi nazron se usse dekha. "Pranali, main thaka hua hoon. Please drama mat karo. Rohit aur Geeti aa rahe hain, bas ready ho jao."
Ashish ka yeh cold shoulder Pranali ke liye unbearable tha. Uske andar ek zid jaag gayi.
"Agar tum mujhe nahi dekhoge... toh main aisi banungi ki tumhe dekhna hi padega. Main tumhe dikhaungi ki main kya hoon."
Confusion aur desperation mein, Pranali ne wardrobe khola. Usne socha woh Ashish ko jealous feel karwayegi, ya impress karegi. Par anjaane mein... woh Rohit ke liye taiyaar ho rahi thi.
30 Minute Baad:
Pranali ready hokar hall mein aayi. Ashish ne usse dekha, aur mann hi mann smirk kiya. Plan kaam kar gaya.
The Look:
 * Dress: Pranali ne saree nahi pehni thi. Usne ek Maroon Bodycon Midi Dress pehni thi. Dress ka fabric stretchable tha jo uske curves — especially uske bum aur thighs — ko second skin ki tarah chipka hua tha.
 * Neckline: Dress ka gala kaafi broad aur deep tha, off-shoulder style mein. Uske collarbones aur shoulders poore open the. Jab woh saans leti, toh uska cleavage heaving karta hua dikhta tha.
 * Makeup: Usne dark maroon lipstick lagayi thi (jo Rohit ko us din pasand aayi thi), aur aankhon mein heavy kajal.
 * Vibe: Woh 'Dr. Pranali' nahi lag rahi thi. Woh ek high-class escort jaisi glamorous aur seductive lag rahi thi.


Pranali aakar Ashish ke saamne khadi ho gayi, expecting a compliment.
"Kaisi lag rahi hoon?"
Ashish ne upar se neeche tak dekha. Usne taarif nahi ki, bas ek dirty look di.
"Hmm. Kaafi... open hai. Rohit khush hoga dekh ke."
Pranali shock reh gayi. "Rohit? Main tumhare liye pehen ke aayi hoon!"
Ashish khada hua, apna phone jeb mein rakha aur bina kuch bole darwaze ki taraf badha.
"Chalo, bell bajne wali hai."
Pranali wahan khadi reh gayi — insulted aur confused. Uska dil kar raha tha ki change kar le, par ab time nahi tha.
Aur tabhi... Ding Dong.
Doorbell baji.
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li, apni dress ko neeche kheench ke adjust kiya, aur apne chehre pe ek fake smile chipka li.
Darwaze ke us paar Rohit aur Geeti the.
The Stage Was Set.
Ek taraf Geeti — black transparent saree mein, sharam aur darr se bhari hui, lekin behadd sexy.
Dusri taraf Pranali — tight maroon dress mein, gusse aur desperation mein, ready to be noticed.
Ashish ne darwaza khola.
"Welcome guys..."
Rohit ne andar kadam rakha, aur pehli cheez jo usne dekhi... woh thi Pranali ki tight dress aur uski maroon lipstick.
Aur Ashish ki nazrein seedhi gayi Geeti ki nangi peeth aur black net saree par.
Game ka agla level shuru ho chuka tha.

Living room mein ek ajeeb si shanti aur shor dono ek saath the. Shanti un lafzon ki jo kahe nahi jaa rahe the, aur shor un dhadkano ka jo kapdon ke andar gunj rahi thi.
Ashish ne darwaza khola tha, aur charon ek dusre ke saamne the.
The First Look
Rohit ne kadam andar rakha, aur uski nazrein seedhi Pranali pe jaakar atak gayi. Maroon dress mein woh kisi toofan se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Uski tight dress uske curves ko aise pakde hue thi jaise Rohit ke haath us raat pakde hue the.
Rohit ne halki si smile di—ek aisi smile jo sirf Pranali samajh sakti thi.
"Tasty..." usne bina bole keh diya.
Dusri taraf, Ashish ki aankhen Geeti par thi.
Geeti kaali net ki saree mein, sir jhukaye khadi thi. Lekin Ashish uski aankhen nahi, uski nangi peeth (bare back) aur deep neck blouse dekh raha tha.
"Welcome," Ashish ne bhari awaaz mein kaha. "Geeti... aaj toh tumne andhera hi kar diya. You look... stunning."
Geeti ka chehra sharam aur darr se laal ho gaya. Usne Rohit ka haath kas ke pakad liya.
"Thank you," usne mushkil se whisper kiya.
The Living Room Setup
Charon sofa par settle hue. Ek taraf Ashish aur Pranali, dusri taraf Rohit aur Geeti.
Ashish ne bar counter ki taraf ishara kiya. "So, what's the poison for tonight? Whiskey? Wine?"
Rohit ne pair failaate hue kaha, "Mere liye Whiskey. On the rocks."
Pranali ne Ashish ki taraf dekha, expecting him to ask her. Par Ashish ne use ignore kiya aur Geeti ki taraf muda.
"Geeti? Tumhare liye kya banaun? Vodka with lime?"
Geeti hadbada gayi. "Nahi... nahi Ashish, main drink nahi karti. Tumhe pata hai. Main bas juice ya pani..."
Rohit ne turant baat kaati, apna haath Geeti ke kandhe par rakhte hue—wahi kandha jahan saree ka pallu mushkil se tika tha.
"Arre Geeti, aaj party hai. Kab tak boring ban ke rahogi? Ashish, iske liye ek light Vodka bana. Meri taraf se."
Geeti ne Rohit ko dekha, aankhon mein plea thi—Please mat karo.
Par Rohit ki aankhon mein ek command tha. Piyo.
"Theek hai... bas thoda sa," Geeti ne haar maan li.
Ashish ne drinks banayi. Jab woh Geeti ko glass dene aaya, toh uski ungliyaan Geeti ki ungliyon se touch hui. Ek current sa daud gaya Geeti ke jism mein. Yeh wahi haath the jinhone usse chua tha, masla tha. Aur ab... uska pati bagal mein baitha muskura raha tha.
The Game: Truth, Dare, or Drink
Do round drinks ke baad, mahual thoda heavy ho gaya tha. Alcohol ne Geeti ke gaalon pe gulabi rang aur dimaag mein thodi dhund la di thi. Pranali, jo Ashish ke ignore karne se frustrated thi, usne already do glass khatam kar liye the aur ab woh thodi loose ho chuki thi.
Ashish: "Chalo, ek game khelte hain. Bore ho rahe hain. 'Never Have I Ever'. Jo jhooth bolega, usse drink leni padegi."
Rohit ne smirk kiya. "Done."
Game shuru hua.
Ashish ne pehla bomb foda.
"Never have I ever... fantasized about someone else while being with my partner."
Sannaata chaa gaya.
Ashish ne aankh maarte hue apna glass uthaya aur sip liya. "Main toh honest hoon."
Rohit ne bhi hanste hue sip liya. "Insan hoon bhai, chalta hai."
Ab baari thi biwiyon ki.
Pranali ne Rohit ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein us hotel room ki yaad thi. Usne chupchap apna glass uthaya aur ghoont bhar liya.
Ashish ne yeh dekha, aur smile kiya.
Ab sabki nazrein Geeti par thi.
Geeti ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Uske dimaag mein Ashish ka chehra tha—jab woh Rohit ke saath bistar pe hoti thi, toh aksar Ashish ka khayal aata tha.
Kya woh Rohit ke saamne yeh maan le?
Rohit ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya, "Pee lo Geeti... main bura nahi maanunga."
Geeti ne kaanpte haathon se glass uthaya aur poora drink ek baar mein gatak gayi.
Ashish ne table pe glass rakha.
"Lagta hai hum charon mein kaafi raaz chupe hain."



The Dance: Forbidden Rhythm
Music system par ek slow, sensual instrumental song bajne laga. Lights dim kar di gayi thi.
"Dance?" Rohit ne khade hokar pucha.
Lekin usne Geeti ko nahi... Pranali ki taraf haath badhaya.
"May I?"
Pranali ne Ashish ko dekha. Ashish phone mein dekh raha tha. Gusse mein, Pranali ne Rohit ka haath thaam liya.
"Sure."
Ashish ab akela bacha tha... Geeti ke saath.
Woh utha, aur Geeti ke paas gaya.
"May I have the honor, Mrs. Sharma?"
Geeti mana karna chahti thi, par Rohit aur Pranali already floor pe the.
Usne apna haath Ashish ke haath mein diya.
On the Dance Floor:
Rohit ne Pranali ki kamar pakdi—tightly. Uska haath uski tight dress ke upar se uske curves ko feel kar raha tha.
"Tum aaj aag lag rahi ho," Rohit ne whisper kiya. "Woh dress... mera control tod rahi hai."
Pranali ne apna chehra uske kandhe ke paas kiya.
"Tumhara dost toh mujhe dekh bhi nahi raha... sirf tum ho jo notice kar rahe ho."
Rohit ne usse apne aur kareeb khincha, uska hard lower body Pranali ke pet se halka sa touch hua.
"Main sirf notice nahi kar raha... main yaad kar raha hoon. Kaise tumhare ye curves mere haathon mein the."
Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Yahan? Sabke saamne?


Ashish ne Geeti ki kamar nahi pakdi. Usne apna haath seedha uski nangi peeth (bare back) par rakha.
Skin on Skin.
Geeti kaanp gayi. Usne Rohit ko dhoondhne ki koshish ki, par Rohit Pranali mein busy tha.
"Darr lag raha hai?" Ashish ne uske kaan mein pucha.
"Ashish... please... Rohit dekh lega," Geeti ne minnat ki.
"Dekhne do," Ashish ne uska haath apne kandhe par rakha aur use apne seene se chipka liya.
Geeti ka mangalsutra Ashish ki shirt se dab gaya.
"Yaad hai Geeti?" Ashish ne ungli se uski peeth par wahi stroke kiya jo usne massage ke waqt kiya tha. "Tumhara jism mere haathon ko pehchanta hai."
Geeti ki aankhen band ho gayi. Alcohol aur Ashish ki khushboo ne uska dimaag sunn kar diya tha.
"Tum galat kar rahe ho..." Geeti ne kaha, par uski body Ashish ki taraf melt ho rahi thi.
"Galat toh tab hoga jab main tumhe yahin kiss kar loon..." Ashish ne tease kiya.
Dance floor par ab partners badal gaye the—mentally.
Rohit Pranali ke saath physical ho raha tha, aur Ashish Geeti ke dimaag ke saath khel raha tha.
The Kitchen Incident: The Edge
Dance khatam hua toh sab saansein le rahe the.
"Main... main pani lekar aati hoon," Geeti ne bahana banaya aur kitchen ki taraf bhaagi. Woh us intense atmosphere se bachna chahti thi.
Woh kitchen mein aayi, counter pakad ke lambi saansein lene lagi.
"Control Geeti... Control. Rohit yahin hai."
Tabhi peeche se kadmon ki aahat aayi.
Usne socha Rohit hoga.
"Rohit, mujhe ghar jaana..."
Woh palti.
Woh Rohit nahi tha. Ashish tha.
Ashish ne kitchen ka door halka sa close kiya (lock nahi).
Woh seedha Geeti ke paas aaya aur use counter aur apne beech mein block kar diya.
"Bhaag kyun rahi ho?"
Geeti: "Ashish... please hato. Koi aa jayega."
Ashish: "Aane do. Waise bhi... tumne ye saree kiske liye pehni hai? Rohit ke liye? Mujhe nahi lagta."
Usne apna haath badhaya aur Geeti ke blouse ke deep neck ke paas le gaya.
Wahi jagah jahan bite mark tha.
Geeti ki saansein tez thi.
"Mat chuo..."
Ashish ne us bite mark pe apna angutha ragada.
"Mera nishaan abhi bhi hai. Dard hota hai?"
Geeti ka poora shareer weak pad gaya. Alcohol ki wajah se uski resistance khatam ho chuki thi.
"H-haan..." usne whisper kiya.
Ashish muskuraaya.
"Good."
Usne jhuk kar Geeti ki gardan (neck) pe ek halka sa kiss kiya—bas ek feather touch.
Aur phir Geeti ke kaan mein bola:
"Aaj raat jab Rohit tumhe chuu raha hoga... toh sochna ki main hoon. Jaise us raat socha tha."
Bahar se Rohit ki awaaz aayi: "Ashish? Kahan reh gaye bhai? Drinks khatam ho gayi!"
Ashish turant peeche hata. Chehre pe wahi purani friendly smile aa gayi.
"Aa raha hoon!"
Usne Geeti ko aankh maari aur bahar chala gaya.
Geeti wahan khadi reh gayi... apne gale par haath rakhe hue, jahan Ashish ke lips lage the.
Uski panties gili ho chuki thi.
Aur sabse bada darr yeh tha—ki use Rohit se zyada Ashish ke wapas aane ka intezaar tha.

Jab sab dinner table par baithe, toh mahual badal chuka tha.
Rohit aur Ashish ek dusre ko dekh kar smirk kar rahe the.
Pranali ab Rohit ko chori-chori dekh rahi thi, table ke neeche apne pair se Rohit ke pair ko halka sa touch kar rahi thi. (Desperation aur nasha).
Aur Geeti... Geeti bas Ashish ki plate dekh rahi thi, aur soch rahi thi ki kaise uski life ek 'Dinner' se 'Disaster' aur 'Desire' ke beech mein fans gayi hai.
Rohit ne apna glass uthaya.
"To friendship... and sharing everything."
Ashish ne Geeti ki aankhon mein dekhte hue glass uthaya.
"Yes... sharing is caring."
Geeti aur Pranali ne apne apne glass uthaye... haath kaanp rahe the, par nasha chad chuka tha.
Raat abhi shuru hui thi.

Dinner table par baatein chal rahi thi, lekin glass khaali ho chuke the. Rohit, jo ab tak Pranali ke saath aankhon hi aankhon mein khel raha tha, achanak glass table par rakhte hue bola.
"Yaar Ashish, ice khatam ho gayi hai. Aur soda bhi bas last sip bacha hai."
Ashish, jo Geeti ko lagataar ghoor raha tha, apni chair se utha. "Koi nahi, main neeche shop se le aata hoon. 5 minute lagenge."
Rohit ne turant Geeti ki taraf dekha. Geeti abhi thodi hosh mein thi, jabki Pranali kaafi high ho chuki thi aur sofa pe leti hui thi.
"Ashish akela jayega toh haath bhare honge," Rohit ne Geeti ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Geeti, tum chali jao saath mein. Thoda help ho jayegi, aur waise bhi... tumhe thodi fresh air ki zarurat hai. Tumhara chehra laal ho raha hai."
Geeti ka dil zor se dhadka. Ashish ke saath akele? Neeche?
Usne Rohit ki aankhon mein dekha. Wahan koi shaq nahi tha, bas ek bharosa tha... ya shayad ek order.
"H-haan... theek hai," Geeti ne dheere se kaha aur uth gayi.
Pranali ne nashe mein haath hilaya, "Jaldi aana... party abhi baaki hai!"
The Walk Down: Teasing the flame
Lift ka darwaza band hua, aur us chhote se metal box mein sirf Ashish aur Geeti the.
Geeti ne apne aap ko corner mein simat liya, apni black net saree ka pallu adjust karte hue. Uski nangi peeth (bare back) lift ke thande mirror se halki si touch ho rahi thi, jisse uske jism mein thari si daud gayi.
Ashish ne mirror mein Geeti ki reflection dekhi.
"Rohit sahi keh raha tha..." Ashish ne deep voice mein kaha, bina Geeti ki taraf mude.
Geeti ne sharmate hue pucha, "Kya?"
Ashish ghum kar uske saamne aa gaya.
"Tumhe fresh air ki nahi... meri zarurat thi."
Geeti ka chehra tamtama gaya. Usne nazrein jhuka li, par uske honthon pe ek halki si muskaan aa gayi—woh muskaan jo guilty thi, par rok nahi paayi.
"Tum bohot... bure ho, Ashish. Wahan upar Rohit hai, Pranali hai... aur tum yahan bhi shuru ho gaye."
Ashish ne ek step aage liya. Lift ground floor pe pahunchne wali thi.
"Bure toh hum dono hain, Geeti. Tumne mana kyun nahi kiya aane se? Tum chahti thi na mere saath akele hona?"
Geeti ne jawaab nahi diya, bas apne neeche waley honth ko daanton tale daba liya. Yeh ek 'Haan' tha.
The Dark Corner: Wall Against The Wall
Building ke neeche, parking lot ke paas sannata tha. Thodi door par watchman tha, lekin Ashish ne Geeti ko building ke side wale andhere hisse (blind spot) ki taraf lead kiya, jahan unki gaadi khadi thi.
"Samaan toh shop se lena hai na?" Geeti ne pucha, jab Ashish ne rasta badal diya.
"Samaan baad mein..." Ashish ne uska haath pakda aur ek jhatke se use deeewar (wall) se laga diya.
Geeti ki peeth thandi deewar se takraayi. Uske munh se ek "Ah!" nikla, lekin Ashish ne turant apna haath uske munh ke paas rakh diya.
"Shh... koi sun lega."
Geeti ki saansein tez ho gayi thi. Ashish ka poora shareer uske shareer se sata hua tha. Uski chhatii Geeti ke ubhre hue seene ko daba rahi thi.
"Ashish... Rohit wait kar raha hai..." Geeti ne kamzor si virodh (protest) ki, lekin uske haath Ashish ke chest par the, use dhakka nahi de rahe the, balki uski shirt ko pakad rahe the.
Ashish ne smirk kiya. "Rohit wait kar sakta hai. Lekin main nahi."
Usne apna chehra jhukaya. Geeti ki aankhen apne aap band ho gayi.
Pehle usne Geeti ki gardan par wahi bite mark ko sunga, phir wahan ek gila kiss kiya. Geeti ne apna sar peeche phenk diya, uska throat expose ho gaya.
"Tumhe pata hai tum is black saree mein kya lag rahi ho?" Ashish ne whisper kiya. "Ek tohfa... jo sirf khulne ka intezaar kar raha hai."
Aur phir, bina koi warning diye, Ashish ne Geeti ke honthon ko apne honthon mein qaid kar liya.
The Kiss: Wet, Wild, & Guilty
Yeh kiss soft nahi tha. Yeh bhookha tha.
Ashish ne Geeti ke neeche wale honth ko mooh mein lekar chusa, phir apni jeebh (tongue) uske mooh ke andar daal di.
Geeti pehle ek second ke liye stiff hui—Rohit ka khayal aaya—lekin Ashish ki jeebh ka taste aur uski pakad ne usse pighla diya.
Geeti ne apna mooh khol diya.
Dono ki jeebhein ek dusre se ladne lagi. Saliva (Laar) exchange ho rahi thi. Geeti ne pehli baar itni intensity se kiss kiya tha. Woh halki halki moans kar rahi thi—"Mmmh... Ashish..."—jo Ashish ke mooh mein hi dab gayi.
Ashish ka ek haath Geeti ki kamar par tha, jo saree ke through uski skin ko masal raha tha.
Dusra haath upar gaya... aur usne Geeti ke blouse ke upar se uske breast ko poori taqat se dabaya.
Velvet blouse ke andar Geeti ka nipple ekdum hard ho gaya. Ashish ki ungliyaan uske boob ko squeeze kar rahi thi, shape bigaad rahi thi. Geeti ne apni taangein (legs) thodi close kar li, kyunki uski panties mein baadh aa chuki thi.
Woh deewar se aur chipak gayi, Ashish ko apne upar aur kheench liya.
Is pal mein... woh bhool gayi thi ki upar uska pati hai. Woh bhool gayi thi ki yeh galat hai.
Use bas yeh ganda, chori-chupa maza chahiye tha.
Ashish ne kiss toda, dono haanf rahe the. Unke honthon ke beech ek saliva ki taar (string) judi hui thi jo toot gayi.
Ashish ne Geeti ki aankhon mein dekha—jo ab nashiili aur surrender se bhari thi.
"Tasty..." Ashish ne ungli se Geeti ke gile honth ponche aur wohi ungli apne mooh mein le li.
Geeti ka dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Usne sharam aur excitement mein apna chehra chupa liya.
"Humein... humein jaana chahiye. Please."
Ashish ne muskura kar uske baal theek kiye.
"Chalo. Lekin yaad rakhna Geeti... tumhari lipstick abhi mere mooh par hai. Aur mera taste tumhare mooh mein."
Going Back Up: The Secret Walk
Unhone jaldi se shop se soda aur ice li.
Jab woh wapas lift mein aaye, toh Geeti mirror mein apne aap ko dekh rahi thi.
Uski lipstick thodi faili hui thi (smudged), jise usne jaldi se tissue se theek kiya. Blouse thoda tedha ho gaya tha, use adjust kiya.
Par uski aankhon mein jo chamak thi... woh chupayi nahi ja sakti thi.
Ashish ne lift ka button dabaya aur Geeti ke kaan mein dheere se kaha:
"Upar jaake Rohit ko dekhna... aur sochna ki abhi kiske honth tumhare honthon par the."
Lift ka darwaza khula.
Geeti ne ek gehri saans li, chehre pe ek jhoothi normal smile chipkayi, aur wapas us room mein kadam rakha jahan uska pati uska intezaar kar raha tha—anjaan (ya shayad sab jaanta hua).
Game ab aur bhi khatarnaak mod le chuka tha.



Darwaza band hone ki awaaz ke saath hi living room mein ek bhaari sannata chhaa gaya. Ashish aur Geeti neeche gaye the, aur upar... Rohit aur Pranali akele the.
Pranali sofa par leti hui thi, ek haath mein khaali glass pakde hue. Uski aankhen nashiili thi, kajal thoda faila hua tha, aur maroon dress uske curves par kisi doosri skin ki tarah chipki hui thi. Alcohol ka nasha aur Ashish ki ignorancy ne uske andar ek toofan khada kar diya tha.
Rohit, jo ab tak door ke paas khada tha, dheere se mudda aur shikaari ki tarah chalta hua sofa ke paas aaya.
Pranali ne glass table par patka aur badbadayi, "Woh mujhe dekhta bhi nahi hai... usse lagta hai main furniture hoon is ghar ka. Saja ke rakha hai, par kabhi chhuo mat."
Rohit ne sofa ke edge par baithte hue, Pranali ke bikhre hue baalon ko uske chehre se hataya.
"Woh andha hai, Pranali," Rohit ne heavy voice mein kaha. "Koi pagal hi hoga jo tum jaisi aurat ko ignore karega. Main toh jab se aaya hoon... meri nazrein tumhare is dress se hat hi nahi rahi."
Pranali ne Rohit ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein gussa tha, par usse zyada ek craving thi—kisi ke dwara chaahe jaane ki bhookh.
"Tum... tum bohot bure ho, Rohit," Pranali ne nashe mein ladkhadati awaaz mein kaha. "Tum mere pati ke dost ho... aur tum mujhe aise dekh rahe ho jaise..."
Rohit jhuka, uska chehra Pranali ke chehre ke bilkul kareeb tha.
"...Jaise main tumhe khana chahta hoon?"
Pranali ki saansein atak gayi. Usne naa nahi kaha. Usne bas apni aankhen band kar li aur apna chehra thoda upar utha diya—ek silent invitation.
The Explosion of Passion
Rohit ne bina waqt ganwaye apne honth Pranali ke honthon par rakh diye.
Yeh kiss shuruwat mein soft nahi tha—yeh gusse aur passion ka mix tha. Pranali ne turant respond kiya. Usne apne dono haath Rohit ke gale mein daal diye aur use neeche kheench liya.
"Mmhmmm..."
Dono ke beech ek jung shuru ho gayi. Pranali apna sara frustration us kiss mein nikaal rahi thi. Woh Rohit ke honthon ko kaat rahi thi, chus rahi thi.
Rohit ne apni jeebh (tongue) uske mooh ke andar daal di, aur Pranali ne apni jeebh se uska swagat kiya.
Saliva exchange ho raha tha, gile sounds room ki shanti ko tod rahe the.
Rohit ka haath Pranali ki gardan se neeche gaya, uske shoulder se hota hua... seedha uske boobs par.
Us maroon dress ka gala kaafi deep tha, aur Rohit ka haath aasani se uske naram maans (flesh) ko dhoondh laya.
Pranali ne ek zor ki saans li jab Rohit ne uske breast ko poore panje se pakad kar squeeze (press) kiya.
"Ahhh... Rohit..."
"Bolo..." Rohit ne kiss tod kar uske honthon ke bilkul paas whisper kiya. "Kaisa lag raha hai? Ashish karta hai aise?"
Pranali ki aankhen aansuon aur hawas se bhari thi.
"Nahi... woh nahi karta... woh mujhe chuta bhi nahi hai..." Pranali ne rote hue, par moaning tone mein kaha. "Main cheat kar rahi hoon... main Ashish ko dhokha de rahi hoon... I am a bad wife..."
Rohit ne uske doosre boob ko bhi dabaya, uska angutha dress ke upar se hi nipple ko ragad raha tha.
"Tum bad wife nahi ho... tum bas ek aurat ho jise pyar chahiye. Aur agar woh nahi dega... toh main dunga."
Pranali ne Rohit ka sar pakad kar wapas apne honthon par kheench liya.
"Mujhe chahiye... Rohit, please... mujhe yeh chahiye. I want this."
Ab kiss aur gehra ho gaya tha. Rohit poori tarah Pranali ke upar jhuka hua tha. Pranali ki taangein (legs) jo sofa se neeche thi, ab Rohit ki kamar ke aas paas lapetne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Uski tight dress upar chadh gayi thi, uski smooth thighs expose ho gayi thi.
Rohit ka haath uski thighs par gaya, skin ko feel karte hue upar badha.
Pranali pagal ho rahi thi. Usne Rohit ki shirt ko kheenchna shuru kar diya.
"Tumhe hotel mein choda tha... yaad hai?" Rohit ne uske kaan mein kaata.
"Haan... haan yaad hai... sab yaad hai..." Pranali ne haanfte hue kaha.
Rohit ne wapas uske mooh ko capture kiya—ek deep, tongue-to-tongue smooch. Pranali ka lipstick Rohit ke mooh par fail gaya tha. Woh poori tarah Rohit ke control mein thi, guilt ke bawajood woh us pal mein sirf aur sirf maza le rahi thi.
The Interruption
Unka passion apne peak par tha. Rohit ka haath bas uski panties ke andar jaane hi wala tha ki tabhi—
KHAT-KHAT... CLICK.
Darwaze ke lock mein chabi ghumne ki awaaz aayi.
Dono ko jaise current laga.
Rohit ek jhatke se peeche hata. Pranali ghabrahat mein uth kar baith gayi.
Usne jaldi se apni dress neeche kheenchi jo thighs tak chadh gayi thi. Apne baal theek kiye. Rohit ne jaldi se apni shirt adjust ki aur sofa ke doosre kone mein jaakar baith gaya, apna phone nikaal liya jaise kuch check kar raha ho.
Pranali ka dil gale mein atak gaya tha. Usne jaldi se tissue se apne faili hui lipstick ko saaf kiya, par uske honth abhi bhi laal aur सूजे (swollen) the.



Darwaza khula.
Ashish aur Geeti andar aaye.
Ashish ke haath mein soda bottles thi, aur Geeti... Geeti ka chehra thoda flushed tha, baal thode bikhre hue the (jo lift mein hue the), aur woh nazrein chura rahi thi.
Ashish ne ek nazar Rohit par daali, phir Pranali par.
Pranali ki saansein abhi bhi tez thi, aur Rohit ke chehre par ek shaitani sukoon tha.
Ashish samajh gaya.
Usne ek halki si smile di—woh smile jo kehti thi: "Plan kaam kar raha hai."
"Aa gaye hum," Ashish ne normal tone mein kaha. "Soda mil gaya."
Rohit ne sar uthaya, aankhon mein ek chamak thi.
"Great. Yahan toh hum... bas baatein hi kar rahe the. Intezaar kar rahe the."
Pranali ne Ashish ki taraf dekha, darr tha ki kahin woh pakad na le. Par Ashish ne usse ignore kiya aur seedha kitchen ki taraf badh gaya.
Geeti chupchaap aakar Rohit ke bagal mein baith gayi. Uski body se Ashish ki scent aa rahi thi, aur Rohit ki body se Pranali ki.
Charon wapas saath the. Par ab woh charon... gunehgaar (guilty) the.

Ashish kitchen se wapas aaya, haath mein soda aur ice ki tray thi. Usne tray table par rakhi aur ek gehri saans lete hue pure room ka jaayza liya.
Mahual mein ek ajeeb si bhaari hawa thi—woh hawa jo tab banti hai jab kamre mein char log hon, lekin raaz chaalis hon.
The Inspection (Nazron ka Khel)
Ashish ne sabse pehle apni biwi, Pranali, ki taraf dekha.
Pranali sofa ke kone mein simti hui thi, apni dress ki neckline baar-baar theek kar rahi thi. Lekin Ashish ki tez nazron ne woh dekh liya jo Pranali chupana chahti thi.
Uski lipstick faili hui (smudged) thi—sirf honthon par nahi, balki thodi si chin ke neeche bhi, jaise kisi ne wahan rough kiss kiya ho. Uske baal, jo shaam ko set the, ab thode uljhe hue the. Aur uski saansein abhi bhi normal nahi hui thi.
Ashish ne ek slow, wicked smile ke saath Rohit ki taraf dekha.
Rohit wahan baitha tha, relaxed, shirt ke upar ke do buttons khule hue, aur chehre par ek shaitani sukoon.
"Tune meri biwi ka mooh bigaad diya," Ashish ki aankhen keh rahi thi.
Dusri taraf, Rohit ne apna glass uthaya aur Geeti ko scan kiya.
Geeti abhi bhi haanf rahi thi. Uske gaal tamtamaye hue the (flushed). Uski black net saree ka pallu thoda tedha tha, aur sabse important—uske honth (lips).
Woh sooje hue (swollen) lag rahe the, jaise kisi ne unhe kaat-kaat kar laal kar diya ho.
Rohit ne Ashish ki taraf dekha aur apna glass hawa mein uthaya—ek silent toast.
"Aur tune meri biwi ke honthon ko chakh liya."
Dono mardon ke beech ek silent understanding thi. Bina ek shabd bole, unhone ek dusre ko badhai de di thi.
Mission Accomplished.
The Last Drink
"Chalo," Ashish ne bottle uthate hue kaha. "Ek aakhri drink banti hai. Is shaam ke naam."
Geeti ne mana karna chaha, "Nahi Ashish... mujhe chadh gayi hai. Aur nahi."
Ashish ne uski aankhon mein dekha—wahi aankhen jo kuch der pehle lift mein surrender kar chuki thi.
"Arre bhabhi, bas ek sip. Galti maaf karne ke liye aur nayi shuruwat ke liye."
'Galti' shabd sunte hi Geeti aur Pranali dono chonk gayi. Dono ko laga shayad unki chori pakdi gayi. Lekin Ashish aur Rohit bas muskura rahe the.
Charon ne glass takraye.
"Cheers."
Pranali ne ek hi saans mein apna drink khatam kiya, taaki woh Rohit ke saath hue us 'moment' ko bhula sake (ya shayad yaad rakh sake).
Rohit ne table ke neeche se apna pair aage badhaya aur Pranali ke pair ko halka sa touch kiya. Pranali ne turant pair peeche kheench liya, par uske chehre par darr ke saath ek thrill bhi tha.
The Departure (Vidaai)
Raat ke 11 baj chuke the. Jaane ka waqt ho gaya tha.
Rohit utha aur apni keys uthayi. "Chalo Geeti, late ho raha hai."
Geeti ladkhadati hui uthi. Uska sar ghoom raha tha—nashe se kam, aur Ashish ke kiss se zyada.
Darwaze par charon ikathhe hue.
Rohit ne Pranali ki taraf haath badhaya. "Goodnight, Pranali. Dinner... aur company... dono lajawab the."
Pranali ne hichkichate hue haath milaya. Rohit ne uske haath ko thoda zyada der tak aur thoda tight pakad ke rakha. Uski ungli ne Pranali ki hatheli (palm) mein ek halka sa scratch kiya.
Pranali ki aankhen badi ho gayi, par woh chup rahi.
"Goodnight, Rohit," usne dheere se kaha.
Dusri taraf, Ashish Geeti ke paas khada tha.
"Bye Geeti," Ashish ne kaha aur aage jhuka, jaise sirf formal hug ke liye.
Lekin jab woh paas aaya, toh usne Geeti ke kaan ke paas apna mooh le jaake sirf itna kaha:
"Lipstick theek kar lena ghar jaake... Rohit ko shaq ho jayega."
Geeti ka poora shareer thanda pad gaya. Usne darr ke maare Ashish ko dekha, jo bas ek innocent smile de raha tha.

Rohit aur Geeti car mein baithe. Sannata tha.
Rohit ne gadi start ki aur road par le aaya. Beech-beech mein woh Geeti ko dekh raha tha.
Geeti window se bahar dekh rahi thi, baar-baar apne honth saaf kar rahi thi, Ashish ki baat sunkar darr gayi thi.
"Maza aaya aaj?" Rohit ne achanak pucha.
Geeti hadbada gayi. "H-haan... theek tha."
Rohit ne apna haath Geeti ki thigh (jaangh) par rakha. Geeti uchhal padi.
"Kya hua?" Rohit ne pucha. "Darr kyun rahi ho? Pati hoon main tumhara."
"Kuch nahi... bas thak gayi hoon," Geeti ne bahana banaya.
Rohit ne smirk kiya. "Thak gayi ho? Ya Ashish ne neeche shop le jaate waqt zyada help le li tumse?"
Geeti ka dil ruk gaya. "Kya matlab?"
"Mazak kar raha hoon baba," Rohit hansa, par uski pakad Geeti ki thigh par tight ho gayi. "Waise tumhare honth kaafi sooj gaye hain. Lagta hai vodka kuch zyada hi strong thi."
Geeti ne kuch nahi bola. Woh bas dua kar rahi thi ki ghar jaldi aa jaye.
Par andar hi andar... usse Ashish ke wo 5 minute yaad aa rahe the. Aur sharam ke bawajood... woh gili ho rahi thi.
Back at Ashish's Home (Ashish & Pranali)
Darwaza band hote hi, Ashish ka chehra badal gaya. Woh friendly host se wapas cold husband ban gaya.
Pranali wahan khadi thi, abhi bhi us nashiile 'Rohit-effect' mein.
"Main... main sone ja rahi hoon," Pranali ne kaha.
Ashish ne usse roka nahi. Usne bas sofa par bikhre hue cushions ko dekha—jahan Rohit aur Pranali the.
Usne wahan gira hua ek tissue uthaya, jis par Pranali ki maroon lipstick lagi thi.
Ashish ne woh tissue uthakar Pranali ko dikhaya.
"Apna saboot chhod gayi thi tum, Pranali."
Pranali ki aankhen phati ki phati reh gayi.
"Woh... main..."
Ashish ne tissue dustbin mein phenka aur apne bedroom ki taraf chala gaya.
"Safai kar lena. Kal baat karenge."
Pranali wahi khadi reh gayi—guilt, darr aur excitement ke bhawar mein.
Aaj ki raat khatam hui thi.
Lekin The Swap ka asli khel abhi bas shuru hua tha.

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Almost 95% of the story has already been written by me, so it’s not stopping here. I’ll be sharing 2–3 updates every week, and the entire story will be completed within a month.

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Ghar ka darwaza khulte hi Geeti ladkhada gayi. Vodka ka nasha ab uske sar par poori tarah chadh chuka tha. Deewaron ki lines hil rahi thi, aur pairon ke neeche zameen ghoom rahi thi.
Rohit ne turant usse kamar se pakad liya. "Sambhal ke..."
Geeti ne ek gehri saans li. Rohit ki scent uske naak mein gayi, lekin uska dimaag abhi bhi us lift ki thandi hawa aur Ashish ki us junglee khushboo mein ataka hua tha.
"Main... main theek hoon. Bas thoda chakkar aa raha hai," Geeti ne apne maathe ko ragadte hue kaha.
Rohit ne koi jawaab nahi diya. Usne Geeti ko bedroom mein le jaakar bed ke edge par bithaya. Geeti ki black net saree ab thodi bikhri hui thi. Pallu gir gaya tha, aur uska deep neck velvet blouse uske gore ubhaar (curves) ko almost aadha dikha raha tha.
Rohit uske saamne ghutnon par baith gaya aur uske joote utaarne laga. Geeti use dekh rahi thi—apne pati ko, jo uski itni care kar raha tha. Par uski aankhon ke peeche, woh Ashish ke haathon ko yaad kar rahi thi jo kuch der pehle uski chhatii (chest) ko masal rahe the.

Rohit khada hua. Usne Geeti ka chehra apne haathon mein liya. Geeti ki aankhen nashiili thi, adkhuli.
Rohit ne jhuk kar usse kiss kiya. Yeh kiss soft shuru hua, par jaldi hi rough ho gaya. Rohit janna chahta tha ki Geeti kaise respond karegi. Geeti ne bhi respond kiya. Usne Rohit ke gale mein baahein daal di, aur usse apne paas kheench liya.
Par Geeti ke dimaag mein Rohit nahi tha. Woh aankhen band karke wahi lift wala scene replay kar rahi thi. Use lag raha tha ki yeh Ashish hai jo use ghar chhodne aaya hai aur ab use bed par le jaa raha hai.
Rohit ne kiss karte hue apna haath uski gardan par rakha—theek wahi jahan Ashish ne pehle kaata tha. Aur phir... Rohit ne jaan-boojh kar wahi bite mark par apne daant gadhaye aur zor se kaat (bite) liya.
Dard aur pleasure ka ek current Geeti ke poore shareer mein daud gaya.
"Ahhh... Ashish..."
Geeti ke mooh se woh naam nikal gaya. Zor se. Saaf. Ek dum hawas mein duba hua.

Naam nikalte hi Geeti ki aankhen phat gayi. Nasha jaise ek second ke liye hawa ho gaya. Rohit peeche hat gaya. Uska chehra shaant tha, par aankhen Geeti ko cheer rahi thi.
Room mein maut jaisa sannata tha.
Geeti kaanpne lagi. Usne apna mooh haath se dhak liya. "R-Rohit... main... woh... galti se..." Uski aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. "Mujhe maaf kar do... please... main pata nahi kya bol gayi... mera dimaag theek nahi hai..."
Woh umeed kar rahi thi ki Rohit chillayega, gussa karega, shayad thappad bhi maare.
Lekin Rohit ne aisa kuch nahi kiya. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur ek ajeeb si muskaan ke saath Geeti ke paas wapas baith gaya.



"Shhh... Shant ho jao, Geeti," Rohit ne uske kaanpte hue haathon ko apne haath mein liya.
Geeti shock mein thi. "Tum... tum gussa nahi ho?"
Rohit ne uski aankhon mein dekha. "Gussa? Kyun? Kyunki tumne sach bola?"
Geeti ki saansein atak gayi.
"Geeti... main andha nahi hoon," Rohit ne soft, hypnotic voice mein kaha. "Main dekh raha tha tum dono ko. Dinner pe... dance floor pe... aur jab tum neeche gayi thi. Tumhari aankhon mein woh nasha tha jo mere liye kabhi nahi hota."
Geeti rone lagi. "Rohit, main kasam khati hoon maine kuch galat nahi kiya..." (Jhooth, jo woh khud se bol rahi thi).
Rohit ne uske honthon pe ungli rakh di. "It's okay, Geeti. Relax. Insan hain hum... fantasy kisi ke baare mein bhi ho sakti hai. Ashish handsome hai, charming hai... tum attract ho gayi. Isme koi paap nahi hai."
Geeti confuse thi. Uska pati usse console kar raha hai ki woh dusre mard ke baare mein soche?
Rohit thoda aur kareeb aaya, uska haath Geeti ki thigh (jaangh) par gaya, saree ke upar se. "Main chahta hoon tum khush raho... tum satisfy raho. Agar Ashish ka khayal tumhe turn on karta hai... toh use roko mat."
"M-matlab?" Geeti ne haklaate hue pucha.
Rohit ne uske kaan ke paas whisper kiya. "Ek game khelte hain aaj. Roleplay."
Geeti ne sar hilaya. "Roleplay? Kya hota hai woh?"
Rohit: "Aaj raat... main Rohit nahi hoon." Usne Geeti ki saree ka pallu gira diya. "Socho ki main Rohit nahi... Ashish hoon."
Geeti jhatke se peeche hatti. "Nahi! Nahi Rohit... yeh galat hai. Yeh paap hai. Main aisa nahi kar sakti."
"Kyun nahi?" Rohit ne usse wapas kheencha, thoda sakhti se. "Hum pati-patni hain. Humare beech sab chalta hai. Agar tumhe Ashish chahiye... toh main Ashish ban jaunga. Tumhari fantasy poori ho jayegi, aur meri bhi."
Geeti ka dimaag ghoom raha tha. "Lekin... lekin..."
Rohit ne uski gardan ko pakda aur wahi bite mark par ungli feri. "Aankhen band karo, Geeti." (Order tha yeh).
Geeti ne darrte hue aankhen band ki.
"Ab socho..." Rohit ki awaaz heavy aur seductive ho gayi. "Tum lift mein ho... andhera hai... aur main tumhare paas aa raha hoon. Main Rohit nahi hoon... main wohi hoon jisne tumhe neeche chhua tha."
Rohit ne apna haath Geeti ke blouse ke andar daala aur uske nange breast ko pakad liya. "Bolo Geeti... kaun chhu raha hai tumhe?"
Geeti ka shareer akad gaya, phir dheere dheere pighalne laga. Alcohol, darr, aur chhupi hui hawas—sab mil gaye.
"Bolo..." Rohit ne nipple ko zor se pinch kiya.
Geeti ki saans toot gayi. "A-Ashish..." usne whisper kiya.
Rohit muskuraaya. "Good girl."


Rohit ne Geeti ko bed par lita diya. Geeti ki aankhen band thi. Rohit ne uske upar chadhte hue, apne tareeke badal diye. Woh ab soft Rohit ki tarah nahi, balki thoda rough, thoda dominant Ashish ki tarah behave kar raha tha.
"Tumhari saree..." Rohit ne (Ashish ki tone copy karte hue) kaha, "...bohot tang kar rahi hai."
Usne Geeti ki saree ko neeche se kheenchna shuru kiya. Geeti ke dimaag mein andhera tha. Us andhere mein, uske upar Rohit nahi, Ashish tha. Wahi khushboo, wahi touch.
Geeti ne apni taangein (legs) thodi khol di. Uski panty jo pehle se thodi gili thi, ab poori tarah se bheeg (soaked) chuki thi. Usse yakin nahi ho raha tha ki woh apne pati ke saath leti hai, par naam kisi aur ka le rahi hai... aur uska pati isse encourage kar raha hai.
"Ashish..." Geeti ne phir se moan kiya, apni peeth ko arch karte hue. "Tum... tum galat kar rahe ho..." (Ek weak protest).
Rohit ne uske kaan ko kaata. "Galat hi toh karna hai, Geeti. Tabhi toh maza aayega."
Usne Geeti ka haath pakad ke apne lund par rakha. "Dekho... main tumhare liye kitna hard hoon."
Geeti ne feel kiya. Woh Rohit ka lund tha... par us pal mein, uski fantasy mein, woh Ashish ka lund ban chuka tha.
Geeti ne ek gehri, gandi saans li. Uska guilt ab hawas ke neeche dab gaya tha. Usne apni ungliyaan Rohit ke baalon mein daali aur use neeche kheench liya.
"Mujhe le lo..." Geeti ne haanfte hue kaha, aankhen abhi bhi band thi. "...Ashish."
Rohit ke chehre par jeet ki muskaan thi. Usne apni patni ko share karna shuru kar diya tha... bina kisi teesre ke kamre mein hote hue bhi.
Ab bas use tootna baaki tha.




Room mein AC ki thandak thi, lekin bed par aag lagi hui thi.
Rohit ne Geeti ki taangein (legs) utha kar apne kandho par rakh li thi. Woh uske upar ek haavi jaanwar ki tarah jhuka hua tha. Geeti ki aankhen band thi, uska chehra paseene se bheega hua tha, aur uski black net saree ab kamar tak chadh chuki thi, ek gande, uljhe hue dher ki tarah.

Rohit ne bina kisi warning ke ek zor ka thrust maara—poora lund jad tak andar.
"Ahhhhhhh! Ashiiiiiish!"
Geeti ki cheekh nikal gayi. Dard aur maze ka ek aisa mix jo usne pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Rohit ne ruka nahi. Usne pace pakad liya. Thap! Thap! Thap!
Skin se skin takrane ki awaaz pure room mein gunj rahi thi. Rohit aaj pyaar nahi kar raha tha... woh chod raha tha. Bilkul waise jaise Ashish ne bataya tha. Rough. Wild. Bina kisi ethics ke.
"Kaun hai tere andar?" Rohit ne gurrate hue pucha, thrust karte hue.
Geeti ka sar pillow par idhar-udhar ghoom raha tha. Uski ungliyaan bedsheet ko nichod rahi thi. "T-Tum... Ahhh... Ashish... tum ho... haan... aise hi..."
Rohit ka dimaag yeh sunkar phatne wala tha. Apni hi biwi ke mooh se apne dost ka naam sunna—woh bhi tab jab woh uske neeche tadap rahi ho—yeh uske liye ek alag hi level ka kink ban chuka tha.
"Zor se bol!" Rohit ne uske breast ko poori taqat se masla. "Kiska lund le rahi hai tu?"
Geeti poori tarah aapa kho chuki thi. Alcohol ka nasha, roleplay ka darr, aur Rohit ke jaanlewa strokes ne use pagal kar diya tha. "Tera... Ashish... tera lund... haan... mujhe tod do... please..."
Rohit ne speed aur badha di. Dono ab kutton (dogs) ki tarah haanf rahe the. Geeti ki panty jo abhi tak ek pair mein latak rahi thi, poori tarah gili ho chuki thi. Uske andar se juices nikal kar Rohit ke lund ko aur chikna bana rahe the.
Geeti apni kamar ko Rohit ke har dhakke ke saath upar utha rahi thi. Woh bhool gayi thi ki woh ek pativrata biwi hai. Is waqt woh bas ek aurat thi jise apni pyaas bujhani thi.
"Fuck... Geeti... tu kitni tight hai..." Rohit ne groan kiya.
Geeti ne apni aankhen kholi—dhundhli, nashiili. Use Rohit ka chehra dikh raha tha, par dimaag mein Ashish ki image thi. "Aur andar... Ashish... rukna mat... aaaaah!"




Rohit ab apne edge par tha. Geeti ki pussy uske lund ko aise squeeze kar rahi thi jaise nichod legi. "Main... main cum karne wala hoon..." Rohit chillaya.
Geeti ne apni taangein Rohit ki kamar ke peeche lock kar li. "Mujhe bhar do... Ashish... mujhe poora bhar do!"
Rohit ne aakhri 4-5 thrusts maare—itne deep aur itne fast ki bed ki springs cheekh uthi. Aur phir...
"Fuuuuccckkkk!"
Rohit ka poora shareer akad gaya. Usne Geeti ke andar apna garam laava (cum) pump karna shuru kar diya. Ek ke baad ek thick spurts Geeti ke womb tak ja rahe the.
Saath hi Geeti ka shareer bhi kaanp utha. "Aaaaaaahhhh!" Uski pussy zor se contract hui, aur usne bhi apna paani chhod diya. Rohit ka cum aur Geeti ka juice milkar ek messy flood ban gaya.
Dono ek doosre se chipke hue, heavily breathe kar rahe the. Rohit Geeti ke upar gir gaya, uska lund abhi bhi andar tha, throbbing.
Geeti ka poora shareer shiver (kaanp) kar raha tha. Aisa orgasm... itni intensity... usne Rohit ke saath 1.5 saal mein kabhi feel nahi kiya tha. Kyunki aaj... dimaag mein 'Pati' nahi, 'Lover' tha.


Kuch minutes tak sannata raha. Sirf AC ki awaaz aur unki bhari saansein. Paseene ki, sex ki, aur alcohol ki smell pure bed par faili thi.
Rohit dheere se side mein luta, par Geeti ko apni baahon mein lapet liya. Geeti abhi bhi haanf rahi thi, aankhen band thi. Rohit ne uske gile baalon ko peeche kiya aur uske maathe ko chooma.
"Maza aaya?" Rohit ne dheere se pucha.
Geeti ne aankhen kholi. Uski aankhon mein ab guilt kam, aur ek ajeeb sa sukoon zyada tha. Usne bina kuch bole... haan mein sar hila diya (nodded yes).
Rohit ne smirk kiya. "Maine suna tum kiska naam le rahi thi..."
Geeti sharam se Rohit ke seene mein muh chupa gayi. "Sorry... woh bas..."
Rohit ne uska chehra upar uthaya. "Sorry mat bolo. Mujhe pasand aaya. Bohot pasand aaya."
Geeti ne hairaani se use dekha.
Rohit: "Jab tum uska naam le rahi thi... tum khul gayi thi, Geeti. Tumne apne aap ko rokna band kar diya tha. Dekho khud ko... tum abhi bhi kaanp rahi ho."
Geeti chup rahi. Woh jaanti thi Rohit sach bol raha hai. Yeh sex... alag tha. Better tha.
Rohit ne uski aankhon mein dekhte hue agla daaw khela. "Hum aise... kabhi-kabhi kar sakte hain. Roleplay. Fantasy. Agar isse humein maza aata hai... toh kyun nahi?"
Geeti ka dimaag abhi bhi sunn tha. Ek taraf sanskaar the, dusri taraf woh thrill jo usne abhi mehsoos kiya tha. Usne socha—Agar Rohit ko problem nahi hai... aur mujhe itna maza aa raha hai... toh kya harj hai? Aur sabse badi baat—is bahane woh Ashish ko mehsoos kar sakti thi, bina cheat kiye (technically).
Rohit ne phir pucha: "Bolo... karein kabhi-kabhi?"
Geeti ne ek gehri saans li. Apne hothon ko lick kiya jo abhi bhi soojhe hue the. Usne Rohit ki aankhon mein dekha aur dheere se, par saaf kaha:
"Haan... mujhe yeh chahiye."
Rohit muskuraaya aur use tight hug kar liya. "Good girl."

 Geeti ko lag raha tha woh sirf ek 'fantasy' ke liye haan bol rahi hai. Par Rohit jaanta tha... ki aaj usne Geeti ke dimaag ka darwaza khol diya hai. Agli baar... asli Ashish hoga. Aur Geeti ko pata bhi nahi chalega ki kab fantasy reality ban gayi.
Game Set. Match Point.




Hafta beet raha tha, lekin Pranali ke ghar ka mausam badalne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Ashish ne apne plan ka agla hissa shuru kar diya tha—Emotional Starvation .
Jitna Geeti Rohit ke saath "Roleplay" ke naam par khul rahi thi, utna hi Pranali Ashish ki chuppi se ghut rahi thi.

Subah ke 8 baje the. Pranali ne aaj jaan-boojh kar shower lene ke baad sirf towel lapeta hua tha. Woh bedroom mein aayi, baalon se paani tapak raha tha, aur uska gora jism towel ke kinaaron se jhank raha tha.
Ashish mirror ke saamne tie baandh raha tha. Pranali dbeere se uske peeche aayi aur uske kamar par haath rakha.
"Ashish... aaj jaldi aa sakte ho? Bohot din ho gaye humne saath mein dinner nahi kiya."
Ashish ne mirror mein usse dekha—par uski aankhon mein koi desire nahi thi. Bas ek thandi, professional look thi. Usne Pranali ke haath hataye aur apni file uthayi.
"Nahi ho payega, Pranali. Hospital mein viral outbreak hai. Staff kam hai, mujhe extra shift karni padegi."
Pranali ka chehra utar gaya. "Par Ashish... tum roz yahi bolte ho. Main ghar pe bore ho jaati hoon. Mujhe tumhari zarurat hai..." (Usne apni body ko thoda Ashish se ragada, ek hint dene ke liye).
Ashish ne ek kadam peeche liya, jaise usse current laga ho. "Please Pranali, subah subah shuru mat ho jao. Main thaka hua hoon, aur kaam ka stress bohot hai. Tumhara ye romance mujhe abhi disturb karta hai."
Yeh sunkar Pranali ke aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Disturb? Uski patni ka pyaar use disturb lag raha hai? "Theek hai... jao apne patients ke paas," Pranali ne gusse aur dukh mein kaha.
Ashish bina mudde chala gaya. Jaate waqt uske chehre par ek shaitani muskaan thi. Woh jaanta tha—bhookh jitni badhegi, khana utna hi tasty lagega.

Poora din Pranali ghar pe akeli thi. Uska dimaag ghoom raha tha. "Kya main attractive nahi rahi? Kya Ashish mujhse bore ho gaya hai?"
Lekin phir... use Rohit yaad aaya. Hotel ka woh kamra. Barish. Kaise Rohit ne usse dekha tha—jaise woh duniya ki sabse sexy aurat ho. Kaise usne uske pairon ko chooma tha. Kaise usne usse poora bhar diya tha.
Pranali apne bed pe leti thi, haath apne aap uski thighs ke beech chale gaye. Ashish usse chhu nahi raha tha, par uska jism maang raha tha. Usne apni aankhen band ki aur Rohit ka touch imagine kiya. "Rohit hota toh abhi mujhe aise nahi chhodta..."
Usne apne aap ko touch kiya, par climax nahi mila. Frustration aur badh gayi. Use asli mard chahiye tha, sirf ungliyaan nahi.

Raat ke 11:30 baje Ashish ghar aaya. Pranali abhi tak jaag rahi thi. Usne ek satin nighty pehni thi—maroon colour ki, jo uska cleavage dikha rahi thi. Yeh aakhri koshish thi.
Ashish room mein aaya, coat utaara aur seedha washroom chala gaya. Jab wapas aaya, toh T-shirt aur pyjama pehen kar seedha bed ki dusri taraf let gaya aur blanket odh liya.
Pranali shocked thi. "Ashish?"
"Hmm?" (Aankhen band kiye hue).
"Tum... tum mujhe dekhoge bhi nahi? Main wait kar rahi thi."
Ashish ne karwat li (peeth dikhate hue). "Pranali, main dead tired hoon. Kal subah jaldi OT hai. Please, light band kar do aur so jao."
Pranali ka dil toot gaya. Aur toote hue dil ke neeche... gussa ubalne laga. Woh wahan leti rahi, andhere mein Ashish ki saans sunte hue. Uski thighs ke beech ek aag thi jo Ashish bujhaane ko taiyaar nahi tha. Use feel ho raha tha ki woh unwanted hai, bekaar hai.
"Agar mera pati mujhe nahi chahta..." Pranali ne socha, "...toh koi aur toh hai jo mujhe paane ke liye tadap raha tha."

Raat ke 12:15 baj rahe the. Ashish gehri neend mein tha (ya natak kar raha tha). Pranali ko neend nahi aa rahi thi. Gussa, humiliation, aur hawas (lust) ka mix use chain lene nahi de raha tha.
Usne side table se apna phone uthaya. Brightness kam ki taaki Ashish ko pata na chale.
WhatsApp khola. Geeti ka last seen 10 baje ka tha. Lekin Rohit... Rohit Sharma: Online.
Pranali ka angutha (thumb) screen par ruka. Dimaag ne kaha: "Yeh galat hai. Mat kar." Jism ne kaha: "Tujhe attention chahiye. Tujhe pyaar chahiye. Tujhe koi aisa chahiye jo tujhe 'Tasty' bole."
Usne Rohit ki DP dekhi—wahi hotel wali selfie jo usne chupke se li thi jab Pranali so rahi thi (Rohit ne baad mein status lagayi thi hide karke sirf Pranali ke liye).
Pranali ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne chat open ki. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek message... bas ek message sab badal dega.
Usne type kiya.
Pranali: "Hiii..."
Teen dots. Send.
Message deliver hua. Blue ticks immediately.
Pranali ne phone seene se laga liya. Darr bhi lag raha tha, aur ek ajeeb sa thrill bhi. Ab ball Rohit ke court mein thi.
(And little did she know... Rohit wahan apne phone ke saath isi message ka intezaar kar raha tha, Ashish ke update ke baad.)




Kamre mein ghup andhera tha, sirf AC ki light ki halki si green glow thi aur Ashish ke dheere-dheere saans lene ki awaaz. Pranali apne bistar ke kone mein sikudi hui thi, uska dil gale mein dhadak raha tha. Usne abhi-abhi Rohit ko message bheja tha.
‘Hiii...’
Phone ki screen roshan thi, aur woh blue ticks uske chehre par ek ghost light ki tarah pad rahe the.
Ek second... do second... Typing...
Pranali ki saans atak gayi. Rohit jaag raha tha. Sirf jaag nahi raha tha, shayad usi ka intezaar kar raha tha.

Rohit: “Arre? Doctor Madam? Itni raat gaye jaag rahi hain? Sab khairiyat?”
Pranali ke chehre par ek halki si muskaan aa gayi—woh muskaan jo pichle 3 din se gayab thi. Ashish ne usse poocha tak nahi tha ki woh kaisi hai, aur Rohit ne pehle message mein hi haal pooch liya.
Pranali: “Bas... neend nahi aa rahi thi. Socha dekhun kaun online hai.”
Rohit: “Online toh poori duniya hai, Pranali. Par tumne mujhe message kiya... iska matlab main special hoon?” ?
Pranali ka dil zor se dhadka. Rohit direct tha, confident tha. Woh wahi kar raha tha jo Ashish nahi kar raha tha—usse special feel karana.
Pranali: “Zyada hawa mein mat udo. Bas dikh gaye toh msg kar diya. Ashish so gaya hai, toh bore ho rahi thi.”
(Usne Ashish ka naam jaan-boojh kar liya, khud ko yaad dilane ke liye ki woh shaadi-shuda hai. Par Rohit ne usse palat diya.)
Rohit: “Lucky man... jo tumhare bagal mein so raha hai. Agar main wahan hota, toh tumhe bore toh bilkul nahi hone deta.”
Pranali ne phone ko seene se laga liya. Uski thighs ke beech ek halki si hulchul hui. Woh jaanti thi Rohit kis baare mein baat kar raha hai. Woh hotel room waali raat.
Pranali: “Tum bohot badmaash ho, Rohit. Sudhroge nahi?”
Rohit: “Sudhar gaya toh tumhe maza kaise aayega? Waise, DP change ki hai kya? Ya meri aankhein dhoka kha rahi hain? You look stunning.”
Pranali ne jaldi se apni DP check ki. Wahi purani photo thi. Rohit bas flirt kar raha tha, uska dhyaan kheenchne ke liye. Aur yeh kaam kar raha tha. Pranali ko acha lag raha tha—koi toh tha jo usse ‘Stunning’ bol raha tha, jabki uska pati usse ‘Disturbance’ bol raha tha.
Pranali: “Purani pic hai... jhoothe tareef mat karo.”
Rohit: “Sach keh raha hoon. Tumhari aankhon mein kuch hai... jo mujhe sone nahi deta. Waise, awaaz sunne ka mann kar raha tha, par text se kaam chala loonga. I know you can’t talk right now.”
Rohit ka yeh samajhna—ki woh baat nahi kar sakti—Pranali ko aur touch kar gaya. Woh uski majboori samajh raha tha.

Rohit: “Suno... tum theek nahi lag rahi ho. Text pe bhi tumhari udaasi dikh rahi hai. Sab theek hai na ghar pe?”
Pranali ki aankhen bhar aayi. Koi toh tha jo uske 'Hiii' ke peeche chupa dard dekh sakta tha.
Pranali: “Pata nahi Rohit... bas mood off hai. Ashish bohot busy hai aajkal. Akela feel hota hai.”
Rohit: “I understand. Sometimes you just need a friend to talk to. Kisi aise ko jo judge na kare.”
(Typing...)
Rohit: “Kal free ho? Shaam ko? Coffee pe milte hain. Kahin bahar, khuli hawa mein. Tumhara mood theek ho jayega.”
Pranali ka angutha screen par jam gaya. Milna? Akele? Ashish ko bina bataye?
Dimaag ne kaha: ‘Yeh Date hai, Pranali. Mat kar. Yeh cheating ka agla step hai.’ Dil ne kaha: ‘Tujhe zarurat hai iski. Ashish ke paas time nahi hai. Rohit tere liye time nikaal raha hai.’
Pranali: “Pata nahi... agar Ashish ko pata chala toh?”
Rohit: “Hum dost hain, Pranali. Dost coffee pe nahi mil sakte kya? Aur waise bhi... main tumhe bas khush dekhna chahta hoon. Ek ghanta... usse zyada nahi. Promise, no pressure.”
Rohit ke words—No pressure—ne Pranali ka defence tod diya. Woh chahti thi ki koi usse pamper kare. Koi usse sune.
Pranali ne side mein soye hue Ashish ko dekha. Woh peeth karke so raha tha, duniya se bekhabar. "Tumne mujhe dhakela hai is taraf, Ashish," usne mann mein socha.
Usne lambi saans li aur type kiya.
Pranali: “Okay. Kal 5 baje. Par zyada door nahi.”
Rohit: “Done. Location main bhejta hoon. Dress well... I want to see that smile back.” ❤️

Pranali ne "Goodnight" likh kar phone band kiya aur takiye ke neeche chupa diya. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki usse laga Ashish jaag jayega.
Yeh ab 'dosti' nahi thi. Woh jaanti thi. Woh kal apne pati se jhooth bolkar, ek dusre mard se milne jaane wali thi—wahi mard jisne kuch din pehle usse bistar par nanga kiya tha.
Lekin darr ke saath saath... ek thrill bhi tha. Ek excitement. Kal woh phir se 'wanted' feel karegi. Kal woh phir se 'aurat' feel karegi.
Usne blanket kheench liya aur aankhen band kar li, par chehre par ek aisi muskaan thi jo ek loyal wife ke chehre par nahi honi chahiye thi.
Kal ki shaam... ek nayi shuruwat hone wali thi.




Subah ka sooraj chadha, par Pranali ke ghar mein thandak thi—mausam ki nahi, rishton ki.
Ashish apne routine ke hisaab se tayyar hua. White shirt, grey trousers, stethoscope gale mein. Pranali kitchen mein thi, par uska dhyaan Ashish ke reaction par tha.
"Ashish... breakfast?" Pranali ne pucha.
Ashish ne ghadi dekhi. "Late ho raha hai. Hospital mein kha lunga. Bye."
Na koi kiss, na koi smile, na koi mudke dekhna. Darwaza thak se band hua.
Pranali wahan khadi reh gayi. Uska dil ek pal ke liye dukha, par agle hi pal uske dimaag mein Rohit ka message goonj gaya: "I want to see that smile back."
Usne turant faisla liya. Aaj woh Ashish ke liye nahi royegi. Aaj woh apne liye jiyegi.

Pranali apne clinic gayi, par dimaag kahin aur tha. Dopahar ke 3 baje hi usne assistant ko bol diya, "Tabiyat theek nahi lag rahi, main jaldi ghar ja rahi hoon."
Ghar aakar usne sabse pehle ek lamba, thanda shower liya. Apni skin ko scrub kiya, body lotion lagaya jisse uski twacha (skin) makkhan jaisi mulayam ho gayi.
Ab baari thi kapdon ki. Usne wardrobe khola. "Sirf coffee hai... casual pehenna chahiye." Lekin haath apne aap us dress par gaya jo usne 'special occasions' ke liye rakhi thi.
The Outfit Description:

• Dress: Usne ek Emerald Green Satin Wrap Dress chuni. Satin ka kapda uske jism par pani ki tarah fisal raha tha. Dress ka rang uske gore rang par khil raha tha.
  
• Fit: Yeh dress waist par bandhti thi (wrap style), jisse uski patli kamar highlight ho rahi thi. Neeche se dress thodi loose thi, par hawa chalne par uski thighs ko expose kar sakti thi.
  
• Neckline: Gala 'V' shape mein deep tha. Itna deep ki uska cleavage clear dikh raha tha, aur uske beech mein latakta hua mangalsutra ek alag hi contrast create kar raha tha—ek suhagan jo apne lover se milne ja rahi hai.
  
• Innerwear: Usne dress ke neeche Black Lace Bra and Panty set pehna. Usse nahi pata tha kyun, par usne socha, "Agar galti se kuch dikh gaya... toh sexy dikhna chahiye."
  
• Makeup: Halka foundation, aankhon mein gehra kajal, aur hothon par wahi Peach-Pink Lipstick jo Rohit ne us din notice ki thi.
  
• Perfume: Chanel ka woh perfume jo Ashish ne gift kiya tha, par ab woh Rohit ko mehkane wala tha.
  

Mirror mein khud ko dekh kar Pranali ek pal ke liye ruki. "Yeh coffee date ke liye thoda zyada nahi hai?" Phir usne apne baalon ko jhatka aur muskuraayi. "Rohit ne kaha tha 'Dress well'. Main bas wahi kar rahi hoon."
Pranali ne apna bag uthaya, heels pehni (jo uske calves ko shape mein la rahi thi), aur ghar se nikal gayi. Dil mein darr tha, par pairon mein ek nayi chaal thi.



Sheher ke dusre kone mein, Rohit apne cafe ki table par baitha tha. Location thodi secluded thi, jahan zyada bheed nahi hoti. Usne apni ghadi dekhi—5 bajne mein 10 minute baaki the.
Usne apna phone nikaala. Pranali ke 'On the way' message ke baad, usne Ashish ki chat open ki.
Ek shaitani khushi ke saath, usne type karna shuru kiya.
Rohit: "Game on, Doctor Sahab. Teri biwi raste mein hai. Mere liye saj-dhaj ke aa rahi hai, jhooth bol ke. Aaj woh sirf coffee nahi piyegi... meri baaton ka nasha bhi piyegi."
(Typing...)
Rohit: "She looks ready to be taken. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her. By the time I drop her back... she will be filled with my thoughts... and maybe something thicker if she lets me. ? Hisaab barabar kar raha hoon, bhai."
Rohit ne phone table par rakha aur saamne dekha. Dur se ek green dress mein koi aa raha tha. Hawa mein uske baal ud rahe the. Woh Pranali thi. Aur woh maal lag rahi thi.
Phone vibrate hua. Ashish ka reply aaya tha.
Ashish: "Have fun, Bhai. Tod de uska guilt. Use ehsaas dila ki woh kitni 'chalu' hai andar se. Make her laugh, make her wet. Aur haan... Jab tu usse wapas bhejega... toh main check karunga ki tune kitna 'gehra' asar chhoda hai. Enjoy my wife."
Rohit ne message padha, aur ek gehri saans li. Ashish ne green signal de diya tha. Ab koi rok-tok nahi thi.
Saamne Pranali aa chuki thi. Rohit khada hua, chehre par wohi charming smile lekar jisne Pranali ko yahan tak kheench liya tha.
"Wow..." Rohit ne usse upar se neeche tak dekhte hue kaha. "Maine kaha tha 'Dress well', par tumne toh 'Kill' karne ka iraada bana liya hai."
Pranali sharma gayi, par uski aankhon mein chamak thi.
Date shuru ho chuki thi. Aur Ashish... door baith kar apne phone par unke gunah ka jashn mana raha tha.

Cafe ka corner table thoda andhere mein tha. Hawa mein coffee aur fresh bakery ki khushboo thi, par Table Number 9 par hawa mein kuch aur hi ghula hua tha—Forbidden Attraction.
Pranali apni Emerald Green Satin Dress mein kisi khile hue phool ki tarah lag rahi thi. Uski bubbly personality, jo pichle kuch dinon se Ashish ki berukhi ke neeche dab gayi thi, Rohit ki attention milte hi wapas bahar aa rahi thi.
Woh hans rahi thi, haath hila-hila kar baatein kar rahi thi, par uski aankhon mein ek gehra akelapan (loneliness) saaf jhalak raha tha.

"Pata hai Rohit," Pranali ne coffee mug pakadte hue kaha, "Main yeh nahi kehti ki Ashish bura hai. Woh Doctor hai, main samajhti hoon. Par... main bhi toh hoon na? Main koi vase (gamla) thodi hoon ki bas ghar ke kone mein saji rahoon?"
Usne apni aankhen badi karke, thoda bachkaane andaaz mein shikayat ki—wahi uska chulbula nature.
Rohit ne dhyan se suna, chehre par ek sympathetic (humdard) look rakhte hue. Usne table par rakha apna haath aage badhaya aur Pranali ke haath par rakh diya.
"Tum vase nahi ho, Pranali," Rohit ne deep voice mein kaha. "Tum ek aag ho. Aur agar koi mard tumhe ignore kar raha hai, toh woh andha hai. Tumhe... tumhe har roz chahne ki zarurat hai. You deserve to be obsessed over."
Pranali ka dil pighal gaya. Yahi toh woh sunna chahti thi. "Tum hamesha sahi baatein bolte ho," usne halki si smile di, par haath nahi hataya. "Kash Ashish bhi thoda tumhari tarah hota."
Rohit ne smirk kiya. "Agar woh meri tarah hota... toh hum yahan nahi baithe hote."

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Rohit ne apna haath wapas kheench liya, par apni chair thodi aage khiska li.
"Waise..." Rohit ne uski dress ke deep neck ko openly scan karte hue kaha. "Maine kaha tha 'Smile' lekar aana... par tum toh poora bomb bankar aa gayi ho. Yeh green dress... uff. Aisa lag raha hai jaise isne tumhare jism ko lapetne ke liye dua maangi ho."
Pranali sharma kar hasi, apne baalon ko peeche karte hue. "Shut up, Rohit! Tum bohot flirt karte ho. Main bas... bas ready hui thi. Aise hi."
Rohit: "Aise hi? Ya mujhe dikhane ke liye?"
Pranali ne apni coffee pee, nazrein churaate hue. "Thoda sa tumhare liye bhi... khush?"
Rohit ne table pe jhuk kar whisper kiya: "Khush? Main toh pagal ho raha hoon. Mera mann kar raha hai ki is table ko hata doon aur tumhe yahin god mein utha loon. Jaise us raat uthaya tha."
Pranali chonk gayi. Us raat ka zikr aate hi uska chehra laal ho gaya. "Rohit... shhh! Dheere bolo. Log hain yahan." Par uski awaaz mein gussa nahi, ek thrill tha.
"Logon ko kya pata..." Rohit ne kaha. "Ki Doctor Sahab ki biwi kitni wild ho sakti hai jab use sahi touch mile."
Pranali ne "Tch!" karke mooh banaya, par uske nipples dress ke andar tight ho rahe the. "Yeh... yeh galat hai Rohit. Hum dost hain. Humein aisi baatein nahi karni chahiye. Main married hoon..." (Ek weak protest).

Rohit ne uski 'Naa' ko ignore kiya. Usse pata tha Pranali ka jism 'Haan' bol raha hai.
Rohit ne apna pair (leg) table ke neeche aage badhaya. Pranali ke pair cross the. Uski satin dress thodi upar chadh gayi thi, jisse uske calves (pindliyan) expose ho gaye the.
Rohit ka joota (shoe) Pranali ke nange pair se touch hua. Pranali ekdum se freeze ho gayi. Usne idhar-udhar dekha. Kisi ne notice nahi kiya tha.
"Rohit..." usne warning di, par pair peeche nahi kiya.
Rohit ne apna pair aur upar kiya. Ab uska pair Pranali ke soft calves ko rub kar raha tha. Satin ka kapda aur skin ka touch... electric tha.
"Tumhari skin makkhan jaisi hai, Pranali," Rohit ne normal tone mein kaha, jaise woh mausam ki baat kar raha ho.
Pranali ne table ka kinara kas ke pakad liya. "R-Rohit... koi dekh lega... please mat karo..."
Par Rohit ruka nahi. Usne apna haath table ke neeche le gaya. Ab uska haath Pranali ke ghutne (knee) par tha.
Pranali ki saansein atak gayi. Uski dress wrap style thi, jisme ek slit tha. Rohit ka haath aasani se us slit ke andar chala gaya. Seedha uski nangi thigh (jaangh) par.
"Ahhh..." Pranali ke mooh se halki si aah nikli. Usne jaldi se coffee ka cup mooh se laga liya taaki koi awaaz na sune.
Rohit ka haath garam tha. Usne Pranali ki thigh ko squeeze kiya.
"Ashish ne kitne din se yahan touch nahi kiya?" Rohit ne pucha, aankhon mein dekh kar.
Pranali ki aankhen bhar aayi—frustration aur pleasure ke aansu. "Mat pucho... please..."
Rohit ka haath thoda aur upar gaya. Inner thigh ki taraf. "Tumhari body ro rahi hai, Pranali. Main sun sakta hoon. Tumhari thighs... tumhari woh jagah... sab sookh gayi hain intezaar mein."
Pranali ne naa mein sar hilaya, par usne apni taangein (legs) thodi si khol di. Unintentionally. Or maybe, deliberately.
"Tum bohot bure ho..." Pranali ne whisper kiya, uska chehra poora flush ho chuka tha. "Tum jaante ho main weak hoon abhi... tum uska faayda utha rahe ho."
Rohit ne uski thigh ko sehlaate hue kaha: "Main faayda nahi utha raha... main bas woh de raha hoon jo tumhe chahiye. Friend with benefits, yaad hai?"
Usne apni ungliyon se uski inner thigh ko halka sa scratch kiya, panties ke edge ke bilkul paas. Pranali poori tarah hil gayi. Uska "Bubbly" nature gayab ho gaya tha, aur ab wahan sirf ek bhookhi aurat thi.
Usne Rohit ka haath table ke neeche pakad liya. Rohit ko laga woh use rokegi. Lekin Pranali ne uske haath ko hataya nahi... bas kas ke pakad liya (held it tight), aur wahi rakha rehne diya.
Uski aankhon mein ek desperation thi. "Roko mat... please mat roko."
Rohit muskuraaya. "Chalo... yahan se chalte hain. Kahin shant jagah. Meri gaadi mein?"
Pranali ne ek second socha—Ashish ka ignore karna, ghar ka akelapan. Phir usne Rohit ko dekha—jo use chhoo raha tha, use chaah raha tha.
Usne dheere se haan mein sar hila diya.
Coffee khatam ho chuki thi. Lekin pyaas... abhi bujhni baaki thi.



Gaadi sheher ki jagmagahat se door, ek sunsaan, andheri sadak (desolate road) par aakar ruk gayi. Charon taraf ghana andhera tha, sirf gaadi ke dashboard ki halki si roshni aur baahar jhingur (crickets) ki awaaz thi.
Rohit ne engine band kiya, headlights off ki. Ab gaadi ke andar sirf unki tez saansein sunayi de rahi thi.
Pranali ki Emerald Green Satin Dress seat par phaili hui thi, uska gora jism andhere mein bhi chamak raha tha. Usne Rohit ki taraf dekha—aankhon mein ab sharam nahi, ek bhookh (hunger) thi.

Rohit ne seatbelt khola aur bina ek pal ganwaye Pranali ki taraf jhuka. Pranali ne bhi aage badh kar usse jakad liya.
Dono ke honth takraye—ek zoradaar, junglee kiss. "Mmmmphhh..."
Pranali ne apna mooh poora khol diya, Rohit ki jeebh ko andar kheenchti hui. Woh Rohit ke baalon mein haath daal kar usse apne aur kareeb la rahi thi. Cafe mein jo control usne banaye rakha tha, is sunsaan sadak par woh sab toot gaya.
Rohit ne kiss todte hue uski gardan (neck) par hamla kiya. "Ahhh... Rohit..." Pranali ne gardan peeche phenk di, aankhen band karke uske gile touch ko mehsoos karne lagi.



Rohit ka ek haath Pranali ke deep neck ke andar chala gaya. Usne black lace bra ke cup ko neeche kheench diya, aur Pranali ka naram, gora boob bahar uchhal aaya. Nipple sakht (hard) ho chuka tha.
Rohit ne poore panje se uske boob ko pakad kar masal (squeeze) diya. "Ahhhhh!" Pranali machal gayi. "Zor se... Rohit... zor se dabao!"
Woh bhool gayi thi ki woh Dr. Pranali hai. Woh bhool gayi thi ki woh Ashish ki patni hai. Woh bas ek aurat thi jise chhua ja raha tha.
Rohit ne doosra haath neeche le gaya. Dress wrap style mein thi, toh usse upar karne mein koi mehnat nahi lagi. Rohit ka haath seedha uski thighs ke beech pahunch gaya.



"Fuck, Pranali..." Rohit ne whisper kiya. "Tumhari panty toh poori bheeg chuki hai."
Pranali ne sharam nahi ki. Usne apni taangein (legs) aur chaudi kar di—car ke dashboard aur gear box ke beech jitni jagah thi, usme faila di. "Tumhari wajah se..." usne haanfte hue kaha. "Cafe se hi gili hoon... ab bas tadpao mat."
Rohit ne panty ko side mein kiya aur apni do ungliyaan (two fingers) seedha uski pussy ke lips par rakh di. Wahan 'juice' ki baadh aayi hui thi.
Usne pehle slit par ungliyaan fislaayi, aur phir seedha clitoris (daane) ko dhoondh liya.
Pranali jhatke se hil gayi. "Ahhh! Ohhh my god... wahan... haan wahan..."
Rohit ne uske clit ko thumb aur finger ke beech mein pakad kar rub karna shuru kiya. Gol-gol, tezi se. Saath hi uska dusra haath uske boob ko lagataar press kar raha tha, nipple ko twist kar raha tha.

Pranali ka dimaag sunn ho gaya. Usne apna sar seat ke headrest par patka.
"Rohit! Ahhh... Rohit...!"
Woh chilla rahi thi. Is sunsaan sadak par koi sunne wala nahi tha, aur yahi baat usse aur turn on kar rahi thi. Rohit ne apni ungliyaan ab andar daalni shuru ki—In and Out. Pach... Pach... Pach... (Wet sounds).
"Ashish karta hai aise?" Rohit ne uske kaan mein pucha, ungliyaan tezi se chalate hue.
Pranali ne na mein sar hilaya, aankhen band, mooh khula. "Nahi... Ahhh... koi nahi karta... sirf tum... sirf tum Rohit!"
Uski kamar hawa mein uth rahi thi. Woh Rohit ke haath par apni pussy ragad rahi thi. "Don't stop... please rukna mat... main mar jaungi agar tum ruke toh..."
Rohit ne speed badha di. Usne clit ko zor se press kiya aur ungliyaan gehraayi tak daali. Pranali ka poora jism akadne laga.
"Main aa rahi hoon... Rohit main cum kar rahi hoon... Aaaaaahhhhh!"
Pranali ne zor se Rohit ka naam chillaya. Uski pussy ne Rohit ki ungliyon ko jakad liya (clamped down), aur usne dher saara paani chhod diya. Uski thighs kaanp rahi thi, saansein tooti hui thi.
Rohit ne apni ungliyaan nikali aur uske saamne ki. "Dekho..." usne gili ungliyaan uske honthon par laga di. "Yeh hai tumhari pyaas."
Pranali ne bina soche Rohit ki ungliyaan apne mooh mein le li aur suck kar liya. Woh poori tarah badal chuki thi.
Gaadi ke andar ab sirf unki bhaari saansein thi... aur Pranali ke chehre par ek aisi satisfaction thi jo Ashish mahino se nahi la paaya tha

Pranali abhi bhi haanf rahi thi, uske honthon par Rohit ka swaad tha aur aankhon mein nasha. Rohit ne apni gili ungliyaan uske mooh se nikaali, par usne apna haath wapas nahi kheenchha.
Usne dheere se Pranali ke sar par haath rakha aur neeche ki taraf ishara kiya. Pranali samajh gayi.
Aaj koi sharam nahi thi. Aaj woh bas bhookhi thi.

Pranali dheere se seat par jhuki. Andhere mein usne Rohit ki pant ki zip kholi. Jaise hi usne Rohit ka underwear neeche kiya, uska sakht, garam lund ek jhatke se bahar aaya—poora tana hua, throbbing.
Pranali ne ek pal ke liye usse dekha. Ashish ka lund average tha, par Rohit ka... Rohit ka lund mota aur lamba tha, bilkul waise hi jaise us raat hotel mein feel hua tha.
Usne bina haath lagaye, seedha apna chehra aage kiya aur lund ke tip (supada) par ek soft kiss kiya. Rohit ne ek gehri saans li aur seat par sar piche tika diya. "Fuck... Pranali..."
Pranali ne apni jeebh nikali aur dheere se tip ko lick kiya—ice cream ki tarah. Yeh rough blowjob nahi tha. Yeh soft tha. Pyaar bhara. Jaise woh usse thank you bol rahi ho us pleasure ke liye jo abhi usse mila tha.
Usne apne naram honth (soft lips) uske lund par rakh diye aur dheere se aadha lund mooh mein le liya. Mmmph...
Woh apne sar ko dheere-dheere aage-peeche kar rahi thi. Uski jeebh andar hi andar Rohit ke shaft ko sehla rahi thi. Rohit neeche dekh raha tha—Ashish ki biwi, uski gaadi mein, ghutno ke bal neeche jhuki thi aur uski khidmat kar rahi thi.
"Tumhare honth... kitne soft hain..." Rohit ne whisper kiya, uska haath Pranali ke baalon mein ghoom raha tha. Pranali ne upar dekha—lund abhi bhi mooh mein tha—aankhon mein ek innocent si shaitani thi. Usne suction thoda badhaya, gaalon ko andar kheenchate hue, ek vacuum create kiya.
Rohit se bardasht nahi hua. "Bas... main aur nahi ruk sakta. Mere upar aao."

Rohit ne apni seat ko poora peeche (recline) kar diya taaki jagah ban sake. Pranali uthi, apni Emerald Green Dress ko kamar tak upar kheench liya. Uski nangi, gori, aur gili thighs andhere mein chamak rahi thi.
Woh driver seat ki taraf aayi. Ek pair steering wheel ke paas, aur dusra pair Rohit ki doosri taraf. Woh Rohit ki god (lap) mein aakar baith gayi—face-to-face.
Gaadi choti thi, jagah kam thi, lekin yehi toh maza tha. Pranali ne apne dono haath Rohit ke kandhon par rakhe. Neeche, uski gili pussy Rohit ke khade lund ke tip par ragad kha rahi thi.
"Daalo ise..." Pranali ne haanfte hue kaha. "Mujhe poora chahiye."
Pranali ne khud apna haath neeche le jaakar Rohit ke lund ko pakda aur apni pussy ke entrance par set kiya. Phir usne apni kamar dheere se neeche ki.




Squelch... Ek gili awaaz ke saath, Rohit ka mota lund uski tight aur gili pussy ko cheerte hue andar ghus gaya.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Dono ek saath chillaye.
Pranali poori tarah baith gayi. Rohit ka lund uske womb (bachadani) ko touch kar raha tha. "Oh god... Rohit... yeh kitna bada hai..." Pranali ne apni gardan peeche phenk di.
Ab shuru hua The Ride.
Pranali ne apni kamar ko upar-neeche karna shuru kiya. Pehle dheere... Upar uthti... lund ko almost bahar nikalne deti... aur phir dhap se wapas neeche baith jaati.
Uski dress kandhon se gir chuki thi. Uski black bra abhi bhi pehni hui thi, lekin uske boobs har jump ke saath zor-zor se bounce kar rahe the. Bra ka lace tight ho raha tha, aur cleavage paseene se chamak raha tha.
Rohit ne apne haath uski kamar par rakh diye, usse support dete hue, aur uske motion ko control karte hue. "Aise hi... haan... chalao apni kamar... meri raand..." Rohit ne gande shabd bole.
Pranali ko bura nahi laga. Ulta, usne speed badha di. "Haan... main hoon... main tumhari hoon abhi..."
Gaadi ab hilne lagi thi. Shockers creak kar rahe the. Pranali ab wild ho chuki thi. Woh tezi se uchhal rahi thi. Uske baal uske chehre par aa rahe the. Woh Rohit ke seene par haath rakh kar balance bana rahi thi.
Rohit ne ek haath hata kar uske boob ko pakad liya. Bra ke upar se hi nipple ko zor se pinch kiya. "Ahhh! Rohit!"
Pranali ne jhuk kar Rohit ko kiss kiya—wildly. Dono ki jeebhein takra rahi thi, neeche unke jism takra rahe the. Thap-thap-thap-thap.
Pranali: "Maza aa raha hai? Ashish ki biwi ko chodne mein maza aa raha hai?" (Woh khud bol rahi thi yeh, nasha itna gehra tha).
Rohit: "Bohot... tu bani hi mere lund ke liye hai."
Pranali ne apni speed full kar di. Woh poori taqat se grind kar rahi thi. Uski pussy se paani nikal kar Rohit ki thighs par beh raha tha.
"Main... main phir se... aaahhh!"
Pranali ek baar phir climax ke kareeb thi. Usne Rohit ke gale ko jakad liya, apni movements tez kar di. Rohit ne bhi neeche se thrust karna shuru kiya—boom, boom, boom.
Aur finally... Ek saath, gaadi ke us band kamre mein, unka passion explode hua. Pranali ne Rohit ke kandhe par kaat (bite) liya, aur Rohit ne uske andar apna garam lava bhar diya.
Woh wahi dher ho gayi... Rohit ke upar. Gaadi shant ho gayi. Lekin unki dhadkanein... abhi bhi race laga rahi thi.




Gaadi ke andar ab sannata nahi tha, aur na hi sirf saanson ka shor. Wahan ab hasi (laughter) thi.
Rohit aur Pranali, dono paseene mein bheegne ke bawajood, ek dusre ko dekh kar khul kar hans rahe the. Yeh hasi sharam ki nahi thi, aur na hi ghabrahat ki. Yeh hasi relief (sukoon) ki thi. Mahino ki frustration, akelapan aur dabe hue jazbaat—sab kuch us car ki seat par beh gaya tha.
Pranali abhi bhi Rohit ki god mein thi, uske baal bikhre hue the, aur uski Emerald Green Dress kandhon se latki hui thi. Usne Rohit ke naak par halka sa tap kiya.
"Tum pagal ho, Rohit... poore pagal," woh hasti hui boli. "Humne... humne car mein... oh my god."
Rohit ne bhi hanste hue uske bikhre baalon ko kaan ke peeche kiya. "Pagal main nahi... hum dono hain. Aur sach bataun? Tumhe is tarah khush dekh kar mujhe sabse zyada maza aaya."

Pranali ki hansi dheere se ruk gayi, aur uski aankhon mein ek naram chamak aa gayi. Usne Rohit ka chehra apne haathon mein liya. Is baar koi guilt nahi tha. Koi "Yeh galat hai" wala drama nahi tha.
Usne aage badh kar Rohit ko ek gehra kiss kiya. Yeh kiss bhookh wala nahi tha, yeh satisfaction wala tha. Dheere, smooth, aur affectionate.
"Thank you, Rohit," usne kiss todte hue whisper kiya. "Mujhe... mujhe sach mein iski zarurat thi. Main bhool gayi thi ki main zinda hoon."
Rohit ne uske maathe ko chooma. "Ab yaad rakhna. Tum zinda ho, sexy ho, aur desired ho."
Pranali ne ek gehri saans li aur finally Rohit ki god se uth kar apni seat par wapas aayi. Usne apni dress theek ki, bra straps adjust kiye, aur car ke mirror mein apna chehra dekha.
Uski lipstick gayab thi, baal uljhe the... lekin uske chehre par ek glow tha jo kisi makeup se nahi aa sakta tha.
"Chalo," Pranali ne muskuraate hue kaha. "Ab chalna chahiye. Ashish aane wala hoga hospital se. Agar main ghar pe nahi mili toh faltu ka drama hoga."
Rohit ne apni zip band ki aur belt lagate hue smirk kiya. "Haan, aur Geeti bhi intezaar kar rahi hogi. Usse lag raha hai main kisi 'Client' ke saath meeting mein hoon."
Dono ek saath fir hanse. Ek ajeeb si complicity ban gayi thi. Ab woh dono apne pati-patni ko dhokha nahi de rahe the—woh bas apni "schedule" manage kar rahe the.



Rohit ne gaadi start ki aur highway se wapas sheher ki taraf muda. Raste bhar mahual halka tha. Pranali ne radio on kiya aur gungunane lagi. Woh bilkul relaxed thi.
Rohit beech-beech mein uska haath pakad leta, aur Pranali usse hatati nahi thi, balki apni ungliyaan uske saath lock kar leti thi.
Jab woh Pranali ke ghar ke paas pahunche, toh Rohit ne gaadi thodi door, andhere mein roki—wahi purani savdhani, par naye irade.
Pranali ne apna bag uthaya aur darwaza kholne se pehle Rohit ki taraf mudi.
"Toh..." Rohit ne pucha, "Kaisa laga 'Friend with benefits' wala session?"
Pranali ne sharmate hue, par ek naughty smile ke saath kaha: "Benefit toh kaafi acha tha... shayad ab mujhe iski aadat pad jaye."
Rohit ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi. Yahi toh woh sunna chahta tha. "Toh phir... agli baar kab?"
Pranali ne gaadi se utarte hue, door pakad kar peeche muda. Hawa mein uske baal ud rahe the. "Jaldi (Soon)..."
Usne aankh maari, aur tezi se apne ghar ki taraf chal di.

Rohit wahi baitha usse jaate hue dekhta raha. Uski chaal mein ek lacchak thi. Woh ab dabi-sahmi housewife nahi lag rahi thi. Woh ek aurat lag rahi thi jo abhi-abhi achi tarah se santusht hokar aayi hai.
Rohit ne steering wheel par haath maara. "She accepted it. Game over, Ashish. She is ours now."
Usne phone uthaya aur Ashish ko message kiya:
Rohit: Dropped her. She is glowing. No guilt, just pure satisfaction. She said 'Soon'. Teri biwi ab officially meri girlfriend ban gayi hai.
Reply turant aaya.
Ashish: Great. Now come home to your wife. Geeti ko aaj thoda extra pyaar dikhana... kyunki kal main usse 'Comfort' dene aaunga.
Rohit ne muskurate hue gaadi geeti ke taraf moda. Ek taraf Pranali khush thi, aur dusri taraf Geeti... jo abhi bhi 'Roleplay' ke nashe aur guilt ke beech jhul rahi thi.
Par ab Rohit ko pata tha—Geeti ka number bhi jald aane wala hai.
Affair ab puri tarah se establish ho chuka tha.

[Joker44]

next update bro...

kam se kam iska to update de sakte ho... with hot pics

Bhai full time job hae mera to sbka sath mae nhi de skta
Ek ek krke sb ka de dunga.

[Joker44]

Few days nikal gaye the uss car wale wild fuck ke baad. Geeti ab roz office se aati aur mujhe dekhte hi thodi si sharma jaati. Raat ko jab main uske saath hota, uske moans mein kabhi kabhi Ashish ka naam nikal jaata, par woh abhi bhi mujhe openly kuch nahi bataati. Uski woh sanskaari side abhi bhi bahut strong thi – guilt feel karti thi, par uska body Ashish ke lund ke liye taras raha tha. Main aur Ashish dono ab full swap ka plan bana rahe the, matlab dono wives ko ek saath openly enjoy karna. Par abhi trust kaafi nahi bana tha. Dono auratein abhi tak yeh nahi jaanti thi ki hum dono ne milke yeh sab plan kiya hai. Hum unhe dheere dheere manipulate kar rahe the – Geeti ko Ashish ke liye aur Pranali ko mere liye. Ek galti bhi hui toh pura game bigad jaata.

Us din subah office se nikalte hi Ashish ka call aaya. Maine turant uthaya.

“Haan bol yaar,” maine phone uthaate hi kaha.

Ashish ki awaaz mein pura desperation tha, “Yaar Rohit… bohot din ho gaye. Main Geeti ko bahut miss kar raha hoon. Uski woh soft juicy gaand… woh heavy 34D boobs… nipples ke woh pink tips… agar tu nahi mind kare toh aaj main tere ghar aa jaun? Bas bol de. Main seedha dinner ke time pahunch jaunga.”

Maine smirk karte hue reply kiya, phone ko kaan se lagaye hue, “Haha… seedha attack mode mein aa gaya hai aaj? Theek hai yaar, aa ja. Geeti ko bata deta hoon ki tu aane wala hai. Woh bhi khush ho jaayegi shayad… par yeh mat sochna ki main door se dekhunga aur chill karunga.”

Dono taraf se zor ki hansi phoot padi. Hum dono has has ke thak gaye. Phone pe hi humari hansi ruk nahi rahi thi.

Phir maine thoda serious hote hue bola, “Aur sun yaar… ek baat bolun? I want to watch yar… tum dono ko karte hue. Full live show. Tera lund Geeti ke andar jaate hue… uske woh soft moans… uski body kaise hilti hai… sab kuch live dekhna chahta hoon.”

Ashish bhi excited ho gaya, uski saans tez ho gayi, “Arre waah! Main toh hamesha se eager hoon teri biwi ko tere saamne chodne ka. Uski chut pe apna lund ragadte hue tujhe dekhna… fuck man, soch ke hi mera lund khada ho gaya hai. Par yaar… will she agree? Geeti itni shy aur innocent hai. Agar main bolun ki ‘Rohit bhi dekhna chahta hai’ toh woh toh turant kapde pehen ke bhaag jaayegi na? Uske chehre pe woh guilty look aa jaayega.”

Maine sigh kiya, window se bahar dekhte hue, “No yaar… she is too shy and innocent to do that. Abhi bhi mujhe lagta hai woh guilt feel karti hai jab main usse Ashish ke baare mein thoda hint deta hoon. Direct nahi kar sakte. Lets plan something good… kuch aisa jisme naturally sab happen ho jaaye. Koi surprise, koi situation… jisme Geeti ko lage ki yeh sab unplanned hai aur uske paas koi choice nahi bachi.”

Ashish chup ho gaya, soch raha tha. Phir maine khud hi bola, “Sun yaar… maine ek idea socha hai. I have an idea… aaj raat barish hone wali hai, weather forecast mein dekha tha. Tu thoda late ghar pe aaja – around 9-10 baje. Suddenly bol dena ki ‘yaar paas mein gadi kharab ho gayi hai, yahin rukna padega’. Main guest bedroom mein kuch issue create kar deta hoon – jaise AC kharab kar dunga ya bed pe kuch problem bana dunga, taaki woh room use nahi ho sake. To shayad hum teeno – tu, main aur Geeti – ek hi room mein so sakte hain. Master bedroom mein. Aur phir dekhte hain aage kuch ho paye to… naturally close aayenge, lights dim, baatein… agar mood ban gaya toh tu Geeti ko touch karna shuru kar dena. Main corner mein baith ke dekhunga pehle… phir join bhi kar sakta hoon agar woh allow kare.”

Ashish pehle toh shocked ho gaya, phir usne bola, “Yaar… too risky hai yeh plan. Agar Geeti ko shak ho gaya ki hum dono ne milke yeh sab plan kiya hai toh? Woh itni innocent hai, agar usne mana kar diya aur gussa ho gayi toh pura scene kharab ho jaayega. Barish aur gadi kharab – yeh sab bahut filmy lag raha hai. Risk bahut zyada hai Rohit.”

Maine confidence se reply kiya, “I know yaar… but lets see. Risk hai par yahi toh mazaa hai isme. Agar yeh plan work kar gaya na, toh aaj raat hi Geeti ko tere saamne main dekhunga – full live. Tu uske boobs choos raha hoga, woh teri god mein baithi hui… aur main sab dekh raha hoonga. Trust kar, main Geeti ko pehle se thoda ready kar dunga aaj shaam ko. Jab main uske saath sex karunga toh usse bolunga ki ‘agar Ashish yahan hota toh kaisa hota?’ aur usko fantasize karwaunga. Tu bas time pe aa jaana aur acting kar dena perfectly. Aaj raat hum teeno ek room mein… aur agar luck saath de gaya toh full swap ka pehla step ho jaayega. Sirf Geeti ke saath pehle… Pranali ko baad mein handle kar lenge.”

Ashish thoda socha, phir hans diya, “Theek hai yaar… tera plan hi sahi hai. Main 9:30 baje pahunch jaunga. Tu sab arrange kar lena. Par yaad rakh – agar kuch bhi galat hua toh tu hi responsible hai.”

Call cut karte hi mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Soch raha tha – aaj raat Geeti, Ashish aur main… ek hi bed pe. Barish ki tez awaaz, room mein sirf table lamp ki halki roshni… Geeti ka woh curvy body Ashish ke haathon mein… uske moans… aur main sab dekh raha hoon. Manipulation toh chal hi raha tha, par aaj raat ka yeh risky plan agar kaam kar gaya toh hum dono wives ko dheere dheere openly enjoy karne ka raasta khul jaayega.

Ab bas aaj raat ka intezaar tha. Geeti ko abhi kuch nahi pata tha ki uske pati aur uska best friend usko ek hi room mein trap karne wale hain. Main kitchen mein jaake Geeti ko bolne laga, “Aaj Ashish aa raha hai dinner pe… aur weather bhi kharab hai, agar late ho gaya toh yahin ruk jaayega.” Geeti ne sirf muskura ke haan kar diya, par uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi.

Shaam hone wali thi… aur barish shuru hone wali thi.


Shaam ke around 8 baje the. Bahar halki si thandi hawa chal rahi thi aur ghar mein kitchen se khushbu aa rahi thi. Main drawing room ke sofa pe baitha tha, laptop band karke sirf Geeti ko dekh raha tha. Woh kitchen mein khadi meal prepare kar rahi thi – normal home clothes mein, ek sleeveless nighty gown pehni hui. Woh gown uske curvy body pe bilkul perfect lag rahi thi. Geeti ki original figure bahut hi seductive thi – 34D-28-36. Uski soft heavy boobs 34D size ki, itni bhari aur juicy ki gown ke thin fabric se unka shape saaf dikh raha tha. Nipples ke halke outlines bhi faintly visible the kyunki andar usne sirf panty pehni thi, bra nahi. Uski kamar 28 ki patli thi aur gaand 36 ki round aur juicy, gown ke neeche se ubhar kar bahar aa rahi thi. Lambi kaali silky hair uske peeth pe latak rahe the, thodi si messy kyunki woh cooking kar rahi thi. Uski fair skin kitchen ke light mein chamak rahi thi aur woh jab bend hoti toh gown uski juicy gaand pe tight ho jaati.
Main usko dekhta hi reh gaya. Uski woh soft body, woh heavy boobs har movement ke saath hil rahe the, aur woh patli kamar aur bhaari gaand… fuck, mera lund already thoda sa tight hone laga tha. Geeti ko pata bhi nahi tha ki main kitni der se usko eye-fuck kar raha hoon.
Main utha aur dheere se kitchen mein ghus gaya. Uske peeche pahuncha aur uske neck pe se ek soft kiss kar diya. Geeti thoda sa shock hui par turant uske hothon pe ek soft smile aa gaya. Woh palti aur mere hothon pe apne lips laga diya – ek pyara sa kiss. Phir woh halki si awaaz mein boli, “Aaj bada pyar aa raha hai mujhpe…”


Maine muskuraate hue uske gaal pe haath ferte hue kaha, “Tum ho hi itni pyari…” Aur phir maine usko passionate deep kiss mein jhok diya. Hamare lips ek dusre se chipak gaye, tongue to tongue tak pahunch gayi. Main uski jeebh choos raha tha aur woh bhi pura response de rahi thi. Kiss itna deep aur garam tha ki dono ki saans tez ho gayi. Uski soft boobs mere seene se ragad rahi thi aur main uski kamar ko tightly pakde hue tha.
Kiss khatam hone ke baad maine uski aankhon mein dekha aur bola, “Badi hot lagti ho aise… aise Ashish dekhta toh pagal ho jaata.”
Geeti ne sharmaate hue smile kiya aur mere seene pe halka sa thappad maara, “Kuch bhi… chup karo…”
Par main rukne wala nahi tha. Maine dheere se apna haath uske nighty gown ke neeche slide kiya aur uski panty tak pahunch gaya. Panty ke upar se hi maine uski chut pe slowly rub karna shuru kar diya. Geeti ka body ekdam se tense ho gaya. Woh ek halki si moan mein gasp kar gayi, “Mmmhh…” Uski saans tez ho gayi aur main feel kar sakta tha ki woh dheere dheere wet hone lagi thi. Panty ka fabric ab thoda sa moist hone laga tha.
Maine usko aur zyada kiss karna shuru kar diya – neck pe, shoulders pe, aur phir wapas lips pe. Har kiss ke saath mera rub tez hota ja raha tha. Geeti ki aankhein band thi aur woh halke halke moans nikaal rahi thi. Uski heavy boobs upar neeche ho rahi thi saans ke saath.
Phir maine uske kaan mein dheere se whisper kiya, “Tumhe pasand hota agar Ashish ye karta toh?”
Geeti ne aankhein kholi, mujhe dekha, aur bina kuch bole sirf haan mein nod kar diya. Uske chehre pe sharm aur excitement ka mix tha. Aur phir usne mujhe apne taraf forcefully pull kiya. Uski haathon ki grip tight thi, jaise woh abhi mujhse chodna chahti ho. Uski body puri tarah garam ho chuki thi aur woh mujhe kiss karte hue apni thighs ko rub kar rahi thi. Main samajh gaya ki ab woh ready thi – kitchen mein hi mujhe andar lena chahti thi.
Par tabhi suddenly door bell baj gaya – Ding Dong!




Hum dono ekdam se alag ho gaye. Geeti ki saans tez thi, uske baal mess ho gaye the – kuch latke hue the chehre pe aur kuch peeth pe. Uski nighty gown thodi si upar chadhi hui thi aur panty ke upar se wet spot saaf dikh raha tha. Uski lips kiss se thode swell ho gaye the aur cheeks red thi.
Maine jaldi se apne kapde theek kiye aur usse bola, “Jao dekho kaun aaya hai.”
Geeti ne sirf nod kiya, apne baal jaldi se theek kiye, gown neeche ki taraf khinchti hui aur kitchen se bahar drawing room ki taraf gayi. Main bhi peeche peeche tha par door ke paas ruka hua tha.
Woh door tak pahunchi aur handle ghuma ke khola.
Bahār Ashish khada tha – ekdum perfect timing pe, smirk kiye hue, haath mein kuch snacks aur ek bottle.
Geeti ne usko dekhte hi thoda sa shock mein smile kiya, “Ashish… tum?”
Ashish ne andar step kiya aur normal se bola, “Haan yaar… dinner ke liye aa gaya. Bahar weather bhi kharab hone wala hai lag raha hai.”
Geeti ne mujhe ek nazar maari – uski aankhon mein abhi bhi woh garam look tha jo kitchen mein tha. Main andar se muskura raha tha. Plan ab shuru ho chuka tha.
Shaam ab aur interesting hone wali thi…

Door khulte hi Ashish andar aaya, uske chehre pe wohi confident smirk tha jo main hamesha dekhta tha. Bahar halki barish shuru ho chuki thi, uske kapde thode se geele ho gaye the. Geeti ne turant smile kiya aur cupboard se ek fresh towel nikaal ke uske haath mein thama diya.
“Lo… pehle fresh ho jao. Bahar barish aa rahi hai na,” Geeti ne soft awaaz mein kaha, uski aankhein Ashish ke chehre pe thodi der ruk gayi.
Ashish ne towel lete hue uski taraf dekha aur bola, “Thanks Geeti… tu hamesha itni caring hoti hai.” Uski nazar Geeti ke sleeveless nighty gown ke upar se uske heavy 34D boobs pe ek second ke liye ruk gayi. Geeti ne notice kiya par kuch nahi bola, sirf halka sa smile kiya.
Ashish bathroom ki taraf chala gaya fresh hone. Jaate jaate usne mujhe ek quick wink maara. Main drawing room mein khada tha, Geeti ke bilkul paas. Jaise hi Ashish andar chala gaya, maine dheere se uske kaan mein kaha, “Lgta hai aaj ki baat sach hone wali hai yaar…”
Geeti ne mujhe dekha, uske gaal thode se laal ho gaye. Woh meri taraf palti aur mere seene pe ek silly pat maarti hui boli, “Kuch bhi… chup karo Rohit. Tum bhi na, har baat mein kuch na kuch soch lete ho.” Par uske hothon pe woh chhupi hui smile thi jo mujhe bata rahi thi ki uske dimag mein bhi kuch chal raha hai.
Main hans diya aur uski kamar pe haath rakh ke usko apne seene se chipka liya. Uski soft heavy boobs mere seene se ragad rahi thi. “Arre sach bol rahi ho na? Ashish ko dekhte hi teri aankhein chamak uthi thi,” maine tease karte hue kaha aur uske neck pe ek chhota sa kiss kar diya.
Geeti ne mujhe dhakka diya par woh bhi muskura rahi thi, “Pagal ho kya? Woh mera friend hai… aur tumhara best friend. Aise mat bol.”
Tabhi Ashish fresh hoke bahar aaya. Usne apne wet shirt utaar diya tha aur sirf ek black vest aur grey track pants pehen li thi. Uski muscular body saaf dikh rahi thi – broad shoulders, tight arms. Woh drawing room mein aaya aur sofa pe baith gaya. Uski nazar seedha Geeti pe thi.


Geeti ne usko dekha. Dono ki aankhein ek dusre se mili. Geeti ne apne lambi kaali hair ko ek haath se peeche kiya aur dheere se apni ungli se apne baal caress karne lagi – jaise woh jaanti ho ki Ashish ko yeh pasand hai. Uski nighty gown ke thin straps uske shoulders pe the aur jab woh hair touch kar rahi thi toh uske 34D boobs thoda sa upar uth rahe the, nipples ke faint outlines clearly visible. Ashish ne usko upar se neeche tak dekha, uski aankhon mein woh bhookha look tha jo main pehle bhi notice kar chuka tha.
Geeti ne halki si smile ki aur boli, “Kya baat hai Ashish? Aaj itni jaldi aa gaye? Pranali ghar pe nahi hai kya?”
Ashish ne uski taraf dekhte hue reply kiya, uski awaaz mein double meaning tha, “Haan… woh clinic pe busy thi. Aur main socha ki yahan aa jaun… tum dono ke saath time spend karun. Waise bhi bahar barish ho rahi hai, ghar pe akela bore ho jaata.”
Geeti ne apne hothon pe jeebh feri aur boli, “Haan… barish mein ghar bahut romantic lagta hai na.” Uski aankhein Ashish ki chest pe vest ke upar se uske muscles pe ruk gayi.
Main dono ko dekh raha tha. Mera lund already half-hard ho chuka tha. Main Ashish ki taraf dekha – usne mujhe ek quick look diya jisme likha tha “abhi mood ban raha hai”. Main ne usko aankhon se hi signal kiya – “slowly… tease kar”.
Phir maine Geeti ke paas jaake uski kamar pe haath rakh diya aur bola, “Geeti, Ashish ke liye kuch cold drink laa na. Aur khud bhi baith jaao… tum dono itna door door kyun khade ho?”
Geeti ne mujhe dekha, uske chehre pe sharm aur excitement ka mix. Woh kitchen ki taraf gayi. Jaate waqt uski juicy 36 inch ki gaand nighty ke neeche hil rahi thi. Ashish aur main dono uski gaand ko hi dekh rahe the. Ashish ne mujhe dheere se bola (sirf main sun sakun), “Yaar… uski gaand dekh… aaj raat pakka kuch hoga.”
Main muskura diya aur whisper kiya, “Plan on track hai… tu bas usko thoda touch karna shuru kar.”
Geeti wapas aayi, dono ke liye drink lekar. Jab woh Ashish ke paas jhuki toh uske heavy boobs gown ke andar thoda sa jhool gaye. Ashish ne uske cleavage ko dekha aur boli, “Geeti… yeh gown bahut achha lag raha hai tujhe. Bahut… comfortable.”
Geeti ne smile kiya, apne hair ko phir se caress karte hue, “Thanks… ghar pe toh aise hi pehenti hoon. Tumhe pasand hai?”
Ashish ne aankh maari, “Bahut pasand hai… aur bhi zyada agar… thoda aur close se dekhun toh.”
Geeti ke gaal laal ho gaye par woh has di. Main beech mein bol pada, “Ashish, tu toh hamesha Geeti ki tareef karta rehta hai. Lagta hai aaj raat tu yahin rukne wala hai.”
Geeti ne mujhe silly pat maara phir se, “Rohit… chup karo na. Ashish ko pareshaan mat karo.”
Par andar se woh khush thi. Main feel kar sakta tha ki uski body garam ho rahi thi. Kitchen wali teasing abhi bhi uske andar thi – uski panty abhi bhi thodi wet thi, main jaanta tha.
Hum teeno sofa pe baith gaye. Geeti mere aur Ashish ke beech mein. Uski left thigh Ashish ki right thigh se touch ho rahi thi. Ashish ne dheere se apna haath uski thigh pe rakh diya – bilkul casual tarike se, jaise accident ho. Geeti ne kuch nahi kaha, sirf apni aankhein band kar li ek second ke liye.
Main ne Geeti ki taraf dekha aur tease kiya, “Geeti… agar Ashish yahan ruk gaya na toh hum teeno ek hi room mein so sakte hain. Guest room ka AC kharab hai aaj.”
Geeti ne mujhe dekha, uski saans thodi tez, “Kya? Ek room mein? Par…”
Ashish ne uske words ko cut kiya, “Arre koi problem nahi… hum teeno dost hain na. Aur bahar barish bhi tez ho rahi hai. Ruk jaaunga toh kya problem hai?”
Dono ki aankhein phir se mili. Geeti ne apne hothon ko bite kiya aur halke se nod kar diya. Uski ungliyan apne hair mein phir se ghum rahi thi – woh sign tha ki woh excited hai.
Mera lund ab pura khada tha. Erotic tension room mein fail chuki thi. Geeti ke heavy boobs har saans ke saath upar neeche ho rahe the. Ashish usko aankhon se chod raha tha aur main dono ko dekh raha tha. Chhupi hui affair ki woh chingari ab dikh rahi thi – Geeti ko pata nahi tha ki main sab jaanta hoon, par uske chhote chhote hints, smiles, hair caress… sab kuch bata rahe the ki Ashish ke lund ke liye woh kitni taras rahi hai.
Raat abhi shuru hi hui thi… aur barish tez hoti ja rahi thi. Plan perfectly set ho chuka tha.




Dinner ka time ho chuka tha. Kitchen se bahar table pe Geeti ne sab kuch serve kar diya tha – garam garam rotiyan, sabzi, dal aur salad. Bahar barish ab tez ho chuki thi, window se tez baarish ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Main ne decide kar liya tha ki ab teasing band kar deta hoon – dono ko thoda natural space dena tha taaki unka apna mood ban sake. Main sirf dekh raha tha aur smile kar raha tha.
Hum teeno table pe baith gaye. Geeti aur Ashish ek dusre ke bilkul saamne baith gaye the, main unke side pe. Geeti abhi bhi usi sleeveless nighty gown mein thi – 34D-28-36 wali uski curvy body table ke neeche bhi saaf feel ho rahi thi. Uski heavy boobs har saans ke saath thoda sa upar neeche ho rahe the, gown ke thin fabric se nipples ke halke outlines dikh rahe the. Uski patli kamar aur juicy 36 inch ki gaand chair pe dab rahi thi.
Jaise hi sab khane lage, maine notice kiya ki table ke neeche kuch ho raha tha. Ashish ne apna right leg dheere se aage badhaya aur Geeti ki left thigh se ragad diya. Geeti ka spoon ruk gaya. Uski aankhein ekdam se Ashish pe gayi. Ashish smirk kar raha tha aur apna leg uski soft thigh pe slowly rub kar raha tha – upar neeche, dheere dheere.
Geeti ne aankhon se hi usko warning di – uski aankhein chhoti kar ke boli jaise, “Mt karo… Rohit dekh lega.” Par uske hothon pe ek chhupi hui smile thi aur uski cheeks thodi laal ho gayi thi.
Ashish ne koi farak nahi liya. Usne aur thoda sa pressure badhaya, apne foot ko uski nighty ke neeche slide karte hue uski bare skin pe touch kiya. Geeti ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh roti ke tukde ko tightly pakde hue thi. Uski thighs thodi si khuli aur phir band ho gayi, jaise woh uske touch ko feel kar rahi ho par control kar rahi ho.
Main upar se sab normal baatein kar raha tha – office ki, weather ki – par andar se pura scene dekh raha tha. Ashish ka leg ab Geeti ki dono thighs ke beech mein ghusa hua tha, dheere dheere rub kar raha tha. Geeti ne phir se aankhon se usko roka, “Ashish… please… mat karo,” par yeh sirf aankhon se hi tha, awaaz bahar nahi nikli. Ashish ne usko aankh maari aur aur tez rub kiya. Geeti ke hoth khule, ek halki si saans nikal gayi. Uski heavy 34D boobs upar neeche tez ho rahe the.
Geeti ne mujhe dekha aur jaldi se smile kiya, “Rohit… tumhari roti garam hai na? Kha lo.” Par uski awaaz thodi si kaanp rahi thi kyunki Ashish ka foot ab uski panty ke paas tak pahunch gaya tha, slowly press kar raha tha.



Dinner pura hote hote Geeti ki panty andar se geeli ho chuki thi – main jaan sakta tha uske chehre se. Ashish ne last mein apna leg wapas khinch liya par Geeti ki aankhein ab bhookhi ho chuki thi.
Dinner khatam hote hi main utha aur bola, “Main washroom jaa ke aata hoon.” Aur main andar chala gaya.
Jaise hi main washroom ke andar ghusne wala tha, maine peeche se awaaz suni. Ashish ne turant uth ke Geeti ko pakad liya. Drawing room ke corner mein, kitchen ke paas, usne Geeti ko diwar se chipka diya. Geeti ki back diwar se lag gayi aur Ashish ne uske lips pe apne hoth rakh diye – full passionate kiss. Geeti pehle shock mein thi par turant usne bhi respond kar diya. Dono ke lips ek dusre se chipak gaye, tongue to tongue tak pahunch gayi. Ashish ne apna haath Geeti ki kamar pe rakha aur usko tightly apne seene se laga liya. Geeti ki heavy boobs uske seene se ragad rahi thi. Kiss itna deep aur garam tha ki dono ki saans tez tez chal rahi thi. Geeti ne apne haath Ashish ke neck pe lapet diye aur usko aur kheench liya.
Ashish ne uske neck pe kiss kiya aur kaan mein whisper kiya, “Teri body aaj bahut garam hai Geeti…”
Geeti ne halki si moan ki aur uske lips pe wapas kiss kar diya.
Tabhi maine washroom ka door khola – click awaaz aayi.
Geeti ne turant Ashish ko dhakka diya. Dono alag ho gaye. Geeti ki saans tez thi, uske hoth swell ho gaye the, baal thode mess ho gaye the. Woh jaldi se kitchen ki taraf gayi aur dishes clean karne lagi, jaise kuch hua hi nahi.




Main bahar aaya. Ashish sofa pe baith gaya tha, normal look banaye hue. Main uske paas baith gaya. Geeti kitchen mein dishes ke saath busy thi, peeth humari taraf kiye hue.
Main dheere se Ashish se bola, “Kya scene tha yaar… dinner ke time table ke neeche tu uski thighs pe kitna ragad raha tha. Geeti ki aankhein dekh raha tha main… woh control kar rahi thi par andar se puri garam ho chuki thi.”
Ashish ne halke se hans diya aur whisper kiya, “Haan yaar… uski panty already wet ho gayi thi. Aur abhi jo kiss kiya na… woh bhi pura respond kar rahi thi. Teri biwi ab mera lund chahti hai Rohit… bas thoda sa push chahiye.”
Main ne uski taraf dekha, mera lund phir se tight ho raha tha, “Plan working hai… abhi barish aur tez ho rahi hai. Guest room ka AC maine already kharab kar diya hai. Ab sirf wait karna hai ki hum teeno ek hi room mein kaise pahunchte hain.”
Ashish ne mujhe wink maari, “Tu dekh lena… main Geeti ko aur tease karta rahunga. Aaj raat woh tere saamne hi meri ho jaayegi.”
Geeti kitchen se dishes ke saath wapas aayi. Uski nighty ab thodi si creased thi kiss ki wajah se. Uski aankhein hum dono pe gayi aur woh sharma gayi. Par uske chehre pe woh chhupi hui excitement saaf dikh rahi thi.
Raat ab aur gehri hoti ja rahi thi… aur humara risky plan ab bilkul close tha.

Dinner ke baad hum teeno drawing room mein baith gaye. Bahar barish ab puri tarah tez ho chuki thi – window glass pe paani ki boondein tez tez gir rahi thi aur room mein sirf table lamp ki halki golden light thi. Geeti abhi bhi usi sleeveless nighty gown mein thi – 34D-28-36 wali uski curvy body lamp ke light mein aur bhi seductive lag rahi thi. Uski heavy boobs gown ke thin fabric ke andar thoda thoda hil rahe the, nipples ke soft outlines saaf dikh rahe the. Uski patli kamar aur juicy gaand sofa pe dab rahi thi.
Hum teeno hasi-majak kar rahe the. Ashish ne koi purani college ki joke sunayi aur Geeti zor zor se hans padi, uske heavy boobs hilte hue. Main bhi has raha tha. Phir maine uth ke cupboard se ek bottle whisky nikaali aur bola, “Aaj thoda mood banaye hain yaar. Chhoti si peg laga lete hain.”
Ashish ki aankhein chamak uthi, “Arre waah! Perfect idea Rohit. Geeti, tu bhi thoda try kar na… relaxation ho jaayega.”
Geeti ne sharmaate hue sirf smile kiya, “Main nahi… thoda sa hi.” Par maine usko bhi ek chhoti si peg bana di. Hum teeno ne cheers kiya aur peg laga liya. Whisky ki garam feel se room ka mood aur garam ho gaya.
Baatein chalti rahi – office ki, Pranali ke clinic ki, purane dinon ki. Ashish ne Geeti ko tease kiya, “Yaad hai Geeti, pehle jab tu bank mein thi toh kitni serious lagti thi… ab ghar pe itni hot aur cute.” Geeti ne uspe thappad maara aur boli, “Tum bhi na Ashish… hamesha mujhe pareshan karte ho.” Par uski aankhein Ashish pe ruk gayi thi aur woh hair ko fingers se caress kar rahi thi.
Main aur Ashish dono whisky ke do peg aur laga chuke the. Hasi-majak aur tez ho gaya. Main notice kar raha tha ki Ashish ka haath sofa pe dheere dheere Geeti ki thigh ki taraf badh raha tha. Geeti bhi usko aankhon se rok rahi thi par smile nahi jaa rahi thi.
Thodi der baad maine zor se sigh kiya aur bola, “Yaar bohot sir fat raha hai aaj… main sone ja raha hoon. Tum dono gappe ladao, main guest room nahi… master bedroom mein hi let jaata hoon. Tum log baatein karo.”
Geeti ne mujhe dekha, “Rohit… abhi itni jaldi?”
Main muskuraaya, “Haan yaar… bahut thak gaya hoon. Tum dono enjoy karo.” Aur main uth ke bedroom ki taraf chala gaya. Jaate waate maine Ashish ko aankh maari – signal clear tha.
Jaise hi main bedroom mein ghus gaya, maine door thoda sa khula chhod diya taaki andar se kuch sunai de. Main bed pe let gaya – bilkul ek corner pe, wall ki taraf. Jaise hi main let gaya, Ashish ne turant action le liya.
Sofa pe Geeti ko pakad ke usne usko apne seene se chipka diya aur uske hothon pe ek hard passionate kiss kar diya. Geeti pehle thoda sa shock mein thi par turant usne bhi pura support kar diya. Dono ke lips ek dusre se zor se chipak gaye. Ashish ne apni jeebh Geeti ke muh mein daal di aur woh bhi uski jeebh choosne lagi. Kiss itna deep aur garam tha ki dono ki saans tez tez chal rahi thi. Ashish ne apna haath Geeti ki kamar pe rakha aur usko aur tightly pakad liya. Geeti ki heavy 34D boobs uske seene se ragad rahi thi, gown ke andar uske nipples hard ho chuke the.
Geeti ne kiss ke beech mein halki si moan ki aur uske hothon se nikaala, “Ashish… mmmhh…”



Ashish ne uske neck pe kiss karte hue bola, “Kitne din ho gaye Geeti… teri body ko touch kiye… teri chut ko feel kiye…”
Geeti ne aankhein band karke nod kiya, uski awaaz mein sharm aur excitement dono the, “Mee too… bohot miss kiya tumhe Ashish.” Dono ek dusre ko dekh ke zor se hans pade, par hansi ke beech mein phir se kiss shuru ho gaya. Yeh kiss aur bhi wild tha – Ashish uske lower lip ko choos raha tha aur Geeti uske neck pe haath pher rahi thi.
Kiss khatam hone ke baad Ashish ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya, “Lets enjoy na Geeti… abhi yahin sofa pe… Rohit so gaya hai.”
Geeti ne sharmaate hue uske seene pe haath rakh diya, uski aankhein neeche jhuk gayi, “Abhi nahi Ashish… kal Rohit office jayenge tab… abhi woh uth ke aa gaye toh bahut risk hai na… please.” Uski awaaz mein puri shyness thi, gaal laal ho gaye the, par uski thighs thodi si rub ho rahi thi – andar se woh bhi taras rahi thi.
Ashish ne uske gaal pe kiss kiya aur muskuraate hue bola, “Accha theek hai baba… kal tak wait kar lenge. Par abhi bhi thoda sa touch toh de de.”
Geeti ne sharma ke sirf haan mein nod kiya. Ashish ne uske boobs pe haath pher diya gown ke upar se, dheere se squeeze kiya. Geeti ne halki si moan ki par turant control kar liya.
Phir dono uth ke bedroom ki taraf gaye. Geeti andar aayi aur bed pe mujhe dekha – main bilkul corner pe let gaya tha, wall ki taraf muh karke. Geeti thodi si shocked ho gayi. Ab usko beech mein sona padega kyunki dusri taraf Ashish ke liye jagah chhodni padegi aur woh Ashish ko middle mein nahi rakh sakti thi. Uski aankhein badi ho gayi.
Woh dheere se mujhe awaaz di, “Sunte ho aap… beech mein aa jao na…”
Main ne koi response nahi diya. Main heavy sleep ka acting kar raha tha – saans slow aur deep, bilkul nahi hil raha tha.
Geeti ne phir se try kiya, “Rohit… please…”
Ashish ne peeche se hans diya aur bola, “Lagta hai isko bohot chadh gayi hai whisky… kya farak padta hai Geeti. Vese bhi tum hum dono ki hi toh ho…”
Geeti ne turant Ashish ki taraf palti aur uske seene pe ek friendly slap maara, uski aankhein sharm se chhoti ho gayi, “Chup ho jao Ashish… kuch bhi mat bolo. Yeh sab mat shuru karo abhi.”
Ashish ne usko rok liya aur dheere se uski kamar pe haath rakh diya, “Arre relax… main toh mazak kar raha tha. Chalo so jate hain… teeno ek bed pe.”
Geeti ne ek baar phir mujhe dekha, phir Ashish ko. Uski saans tez thi. Woh dheere se bed pe chadhi aur beech mein let gayi – mujhe left side, Ashish right side. Uski nighty gown thodi si upar chadhi hui thi, uski juicy thighs aur panty ka edge dikhai de raha tha. Room mein sirf barish ki tez awaaz aur table lamp ki halki light thi.
Ashish ne Geeti ki taraf muh kiya aur uske shoulder pe haath rakh diya. Geeti ne mujhe ek last nazar maari – sharm, excitement aur thodi si darr sab mix tha uski aankhon mein.
Raat ab aur gehri hone wali thi… aur humara plan bilkul perfect tarike se set ho chuka tha.

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Bedroom mein sirf table lamp ki halki si golden light jal rahi thi. Bahar barish ab puri tarah tez ho chuki thi – window ke glass pe paani ki boondein tez tez gir rahi thi aur room mein woh tez tez awaaz ghar ghar kar rahi thi. Hum teeno ek hi bed pe let gaye the. Main (Rohit) bilkul left corner pe wall ki taraf muh karke let gaya tha – heavy sleep ka perfect acting kiye hue, saans slow aur gehri. Geeti mere right side pe beech mein leti hui thi aur Ashish uske bilkul right side pe.
Geeti ki aankhein puri tarah khuli hui thi. Woh wide awake thi. Usko pata tha ki Ashish bhi soya nahi hai. Uski saans thodi thodi tez chal rahi thi. Woh dheere se meri taraf dekhi – main bilkul nahi hil raha tha, aankhein band, jaise gehri neend mein hoon. Geeti ne apne hothon ko bite kiya. Uski body thodi si tense thi. Uski sleeveless nighty gown abhi bhi uske curvy 34D-28-36 figure pe bilkul tight thi. Heavy 34D boobs har saans ke saath upar neeche ho rahe the, gown ke thin fabric se nipples ke hard outlines saaf dikh rahe the.
Ashish ne dheere se apna haath badhaya aur Geeti ki kamar pe rakh diya. Uski ungliyan uski patli kamar ke upar se nighty ke fabric pe slowly pherne lagi. Geeti ka body ekdam se stiff ho gaya. Woh turant uska haath hata diya aur Ashish ki taraf gusse se dekha – uski aankhein chhoti kar ke warning deti hui. Ashish ne sirf smirk kiya aur phir se haath badhaya. Is baar usne Geeti ki kamar ko thoda sa pakad ke usko apni taraf khinch liya.
Geeti ne phir se uska haath hata diya aur aankhon se hi gussa dikhaya – “Bas karo” wala look. Par Ashish rukne wala nahi tha. Woh peeche se uske bilkul chipak gaya. Uski hard dick ab Geeti ki juicy 36 inch ki gaand ke upar se nighty ke fabric ke through press ho rahi thi. Geeti ko uski garam aur sakht laund ki feel aa gayi – pura khada, mota aur throbbing. Uska dil zor zor se dhadakne laga. Uski saans ekdam se ruk gayi. Woh feel kar rahi thi ki Ashish ka lund uski gaand ki crack ke bilkul upar ragad raha hai. Uski body mein ek current daud gaya. Woh chahti thi usko… bahut chahti thi… par uska pati – main – bilkul uske saath so raha tha, sirf kuch inch door.
Geeti ne apne hothon ko tightly band kiye. Uski aankhein phir se meri taraf gayi – main abhi bhi gehri neend mein tha (acting). Usko andar se bahut guilt ho raha tha. “Yeh galat hai… Rohit yahin hai… par… Ashish ka lund…” uske dimag mein yeh ladai chal rahi thi.
Ashish ne ab aur close chipak gaya. Uski chest Geeti ki peeth se lag gayi aur usne dheere dheere apni hard dick ko uski gaand pe rub karna shuru kar diya – nighty ke upar se hi, dheere dheere upar neeche. Geeti ki juicy gaand uske lund ke pressure se dab rahi thi. Woh feel kar rahi thi ki uski panty andar se phir se geeli hone lagi hai.


Geeti ne haath peeche kiya aur Ashish ko rokne ki koshish ki, par Ashish ne uske kaan mein halke se shush kiya, “Shhh… Rohit uth jaayega Geeti… chup raho…”
Geeti ki aankhein badi ho gayi. Woh ruk gayi. Usne apna haath wapas khinch liya. Ab woh resist nahi kar rahi thi. Ashish ne yeh mauka pakad ke apni rubbing tez kar di. Uski hard dick ab Geeti ki gaand ki crack ke beech mein slowly ragad rahi thi – upar se neeche, phir neeche se upar. Nighty ka fabric sirf ek thin layer tha. Geeti ko pura feel ho raha tha – uski garam laund ki heat, uska throbbing, uska size. Uski heart race aur tez ho gayi. Uski heavy boobs upar neeche tez tez ho rahe the. Uski thighs thodi si khinch gayi aur phir relax ho gayi.
Andar se usko bahut guilt ho raha tha – “Mera pati yahin so raha hai… aur main yahan Ashish ke lund ko feel kar rahi hoon…” Par saath hi saath ek alag si mithaas bhi aa rahi thi. Cheating ka yeh guilty pleasure usko aur garam kar raha tha. Uski saans ab dheere dheere tez ho rahi thi. Woh apne hothon ko bite kar rahi thi taaki koi moan na nikal jaaye. Ashish ab uski kamar ko tightly pakde hue tha aur apni dick ko uski gaand ke beech mein aur gehraai tak press kar raha tha – rub karte hue, dheere dheere circle mein.
Geeti ki aankhein band ho gayi. Woh dheere dheere enjoy karne lagi thi. Uski body Ashish ke rhythm ke saath thoda thoda hil rahi thi. Guilty pleasure usko andar se bahut garam kar raha tha. Usko pata tha ki yeh bahut risky hai – Rohit sirf ek haath door hai – par yahi risk usko aur zyada excited kar raha tha. Uski panty ab puri tarah geeli ho chuki thi. Ashish ki hard dick uski gaand ki crack mein ragadte hue uski chut ke paas tak feel ho rahi thi.
Ashish ne uske kaan mein halke se whisper kiya, “Geeti… kitni tight hai teri gaand… kitne din baad feel kar raha hoon…”
Geeti ne kuch nahi bola, sirf apne hothon ko tightly band kiye hue thi. Uski aankhein phir se meri taraf gayi – main abhi bhi so raha tha. Usko guilt aur pleasure ka mix bahut strong feel ho raha tha. Woh chahti thi ki Ashish ruk jaaye… par saath hi chahti thi ki woh aur tez rub kare.



Ashish ne ab apni rubbing ko aur controlled aur slow kar diya – bilkul teasing style mein. Uski dick Geeti ki gaand ke beech mein upar neeche ragad rahi thi, kabhi kabhi thoda sa press karti hui. Geeti ki body ab dheere dheere relax ho rahi thi. Woh apne aap hi thoda sa peeche ki taraf push karne lagi thi – bina kuch kahe. Guilty pleasure usko puri tarah pakad chuka tha.
Room mein sirf barish ki tez awaaz thi aur teeno ki saans ki halki halki awaaz. Geeti ab pura enjoy kar rahi thi – cheating ka yeh secret thrill, Ashish ki hard dick ki feel, aur uske pati ke bilkul paas hone ka risk… sab kuch usko andar se jala raha tha.
Raat aur gehri hoti ja rahi thi… aur yeh chhupi hui teasing abhi aur badhne wali thi.

Room mein barish ki tez awaaz ab aur bhi gehri ho chuki thi. Table lamp ki halki golden light mein sirf hum teeno ka saans chal raha tha. Main (Rohit) abhi bhi wall ki taraf muh karke let gaya tha – bilkul gehri neend mein hone ka acting kiye hue, saans slow aur steady. Par mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Geeti mere right side pe beech mein leti hui thi aur Ashish uske bilkul chipke hue tha peeche se.
Ashish ne ab aur nahi rok saka. Uski saans Geeti ke kaan pe garam garam pad rahi thi. Usne dheere se apna haath Geeti ki nighty ke neeche slide kiya aur uski panty ke elastic ko pakad liya. Geeti ka body ekdam se tense ho gaya. Woh feel kar rahi thi ki Ashish uski panty ko dheere dheere neeche slide kar raha hai – peeche se, gaand ke upar se. Panty uski juicy thighs tak pahunch gayi aur jab Ashish ne usko thoda sa side mein kheench ke dekha toh dono ko ek saath shock laga.
Panty puri tarah dripping wet thi. Geeti ki chut ka juice itna zyada tha ki panty ka fabric andar se bilkul geela aur transparent ho chuka tha. Chhote chhote drops uski thighs pe tapak rahe the. Ashish ne uski geeli panty ko aur neeche kheench diya aur apni hard dick ko uski gaand ki crack mein press kar diya – seedha skin to skin.
Geeti ki aankhein badi ho gayi. Uski saans ruk gayi. Ashish ab uski gaand ke bilkul andar push karne ki koshish kar raha tha – dheere se, apne mothe lund ka tip uski tight ass hole pe ragad raha tha. Geeti ne turant peeche haath kiya aur uski dick ko pakad ke rok diya. Uski aankhein gusse aur dar se Ashish ki taraf gayi. Woh sirf aankhon se hi bol rahi thi – “Nahi… yahan nahi… mat karo.”
Ashish ne uske kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue whisper kiya, “Geeti… please… main control nahi kar pa raha…”
Par Geeti ne apna haath nahi hataya. Usne Ashish ki hard dick ko tightly pakad liya aur dheere dheere shag karna shuru kar diya – bilkul slow aur teasing style mein. Uski soft ungliyan uske mothe lund ke around lapet gayi. Woh upar se neeche tak stroke kar rahi thi – dheere dheere, pura length feel karte hue. Ashish ka lund uske haath mein aur bhi sakht ho gaya. Geeti ki palm ab uske precum se geeli ho chuki thi. Woh apni ungli se lund ke top pe circle bana rahi thi, phir neeche tak tight grip se stroke karti hui.
Detailed shagging chalti rahi. Geeti ki haath ki movement bahut slow thi – jaise woh Ashish ko calm karna chahti ho par andar se khud bhi garam ho rahi ho. Har stroke ke saath Ashish ki dick uske haath mein throb kar rahi thi. Geeti ki heavy 34D boobs saans ke saath upar neeche ho rahe the. Uski juicy gaand abhi bhi Ashish ke pelvis se touch ho rahi thi. Woh kabhi kabhi apni ungli se lund ke neeche ke sensitive part ko rub karti, phir pura haath upar neeche chalati. Ashish ki saans tez ho gayi thi. Usne Geeti ki kamar ko tightly pakad rakha tha.
Par Ashish calm hone wala nahi tha. Uska lund abhi bhi puri tarah rock hard tha, Geeti ke haath mein phoola hua. Geeti ne speed thodi badha di – ab strokes tez aur tight ho gaye the. Uski soft palm uske lund ko upar se neeche, neeche se upar ragad rahi thi. Precum uske haath pe aur zyada nikal raha tha. Geeti ki aankhein band thi, par uske chehre pe guilt aur excitement ka mix saaf dikh raha tha.
Ashish ne uske kaan mein garam awaaz mein bola, “Geeti… main hard hoon… main control nahi kar pa raha… I want you… abhi… please…”


Geeti ne ek second ke liye socha. Uski aankhein meri taraf gayi – main abhi bhi bilkul nahi hil raha tha, jaise gehri neend mein hoon. Usko andar se bahut bada guilt ho raha tha – “Mera pati yahin so raha hai… sirf ek haath door… aur main yahan Ashish ka lund haath mein pakde hue hoon…” Par saath hi uski chut aur bhi zyada geeli ho chuki thi. Cheating ka yeh risk usko aur zyada garam kar raha tha.
Geeti ne dheere se apni body thodi si peeche ki taraf bend ki – bilkul chhoti si movement, taaki Ashish ke lund ko apni wet chut ki taraf point kar sake. Uski juicy gaand ab Ashish ke lund ke bilkul saamne thi. Usne Ashish ki hard dick ko apne haath se pakad ke apni geeli chut ke entrance pe laga diya. Uski chut lips already swollen aur dripping thi.
Geeti ne bahut halki si, kaanpati hui awaaz mein whisper kiya, “Ashish… dheere se… kar do… par bilkul chup… Rohit uth na jaaye…”
Ashish ka chehra ekdam se chamak utha. Usne Geeti ki kamar ko tightly pakad liya aur apne lund ko uski wet chut ke andar dheere dheere push karne ki taiyari kar li.
Geeti ki aankhein phir se meri taraf gayi – guilt, lust aur dar sab mix tha. Par ab woh ruk nahi sakti thi. Uski body Ashish ke lund ke liye taras rahi thi.
Raat ab aur bhi dangerous hone wali thi…

Room mein barish ki tez awaaz ab bilkul background mein ghul chuki thi, jaise woh hum teeno ke dhadakte dil ki dhak-dhak ko chhupa rahi ho. Table lamp ki halki golden light mein sirf Geeti ka curvy 34D-28-36 body chamak raha tha. Main (Rohit) wall ki taraf muh karke let gaya tha – bilkul gehri neend ka acting kiye hue, par mera ek aankh thodi si khuli thi aur main sab kuch dekh raha tha. Geeti mere right side pe beech mein leti hui thi, uski saans tez tez chal rahi thi. Ashish uske bilkul peeche chipka hua tha, uski hard moti laund ab Geeti ki geeli chut ke entrance pe touch kar rahi thi.
Geeti ne apne hothon ko tightly bite kiya. Uski aankhein ek baar phir meri taraf gayi – mujhe dekh ke usko bahut bada guilt laga, par uski chut itni zyada dripping thi ki woh control nahi kar pa rahi thi. Uski juicy 36 inch ki gaand Ashish ke pelvis se bilkul chipki hui thi. Ashish ne uski kamar ko dono haathon se tightly pakad liya aur dheere dheere apna lund andar push karna shuru kiya.
“Shhh… dheere… bilkul dheere Ashish…” Geeti ne bahut halki si, kaanpati hui whisper ki. Uski awaaz mein dar aur lust ka mix tha.
Ashish ka mota lund ka tip uski geeli chut lips ko dheere se phaila raha tha. Geeti ki chut itni wet thi ki ek halki si “chup” awaaz aayi jab lund andar ghusne laga. Inch by inch, dheere dheere Ashish ka lund uski tight chut mein ghusta ja raha tha. Geeti ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uski body ekdam se tense ho gayi – uski juicy gaand Ashish ke lund ke pressure se aur bhi dab gayi. Woh apne muh ko apne haath se daba rahi thi taaki koi moan na nikal jaaye.
“Ufff… Geeti… kitni tight aur geeli hai teri chut aaj…” Ashish ne uske kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue whisper kiya. Usne ek aur push kiya aur pura lund andar tak chala gaya – ekdam se Geeti ki chut ko bhar diya. Geeti ka body ek jhatke se hil gaya. Uski heavy 34D boobs nighty ke andar zor se upar neeche ho gaye. Nipples puri tarah hard aur khade ho chuke the.
Geeti ne apni thighs ko tightly band kiya, par Ashish ne uski ek tang ko thoda sa upar kheench ke apne lund ko andar bahar karna shuru kar diya – bilkul slow aur deep strokes. Har thrust ke saath uski juicy gaand Ashish ke hips se takrati thi – halki si “thap thap” ki awaaz barish ki awaaz mein chhup rahi thi. Geeti ki chut ka juice Ashish ke lund pe lag raha tha aur har baar jab woh bahar nikalta toh ek chhota sa wet sound aata.
Geeti ka chehra pura laal ho chuka tha. Uski aankhein kabhi kabhi meri taraf jhankti thi – guilt usko andar se kha raha tha. “Mera pati yahin so raha hai… sirf ek haath door… aur Ashish mera chod raha hai…” Yeh soch kar usko bahut sharm aa rahi thi, par saath hi uski chut aur bhi zyada geeli ho rahi thi. Cheating ka yeh guilty pleasure usko pagal kar raha tha. Woh apne aap hi thoda sa peeche push karne lagi thi, Ashish ke lund ko aur gehraai tak lene ke liye.
Ashish ne ab rhythm badha diya – ab strokes tez aur controlled the. Woh Geeti ki kamar ko pakad ke usko apni taraf khinch raha tha aur apna lund zor zor se andar bahar kar raha tha. Geeti ki heavy boobs ab har thrust ke saath zor zor se hil rahe the. Uski nighty ke straps ek taraf se khisak gaye the aur ek boob almost bahar aa chuka tha. Ashish ne apna haath aage badhaya aur uske us heavy boob ko squeeze kar liya – nipple ko ungliyon se pinch kiya.




Mmmhh… Ashish… dheere… Rohit uth jaayega…” Geeti ne bahut mushkil se whisper kiya. Uski awaaz mein ab sirf lust tha. Woh apne muh ko pillow mein daba rahi thi. Har thrust ke saath uski chut se “chup chup” ki halki awaaz nikal rahi thi. Uski juicy gaand ab puri tarah Ashish ke hips se takra rahi thi.
Ashish ne uske kaan mein bola, “Geeti… teri chut aaj itni bhookhi hai… kitne din baad chod raha hoon tujhe… Rohit ke bilkul paas…”
Geeti ne sirf nod kiya. Uski aankhein phir se meri taraf gayi. Mujhe dekh ke usko aur guilt hua, par usne apni gaand ko aur tez hilana shuru kar diya – ab woh khud bhi actively participate kar rahi thi. Spooning position mein Ashish usko peeche se chod raha tha aur Geeti uske har thrust ko apni gaand se welcome kar rahi thi. Uski chut ab puri tarah Ashish ke lund ko nigal rahi thi.
Thodi der baad Geeti ka body kaanpne laga. Uski chut Ashish ke lund ke around tight ho gayi. Woh apne muh ko pillow mein zor se daba ke chupke se orgasm pe pahunch gayi – uski thighs kaanp rahi thi, gaand hil rahi thi aur chut se naya juice Ashish ke lund pe bah raha tha. Par woh ek bhi loud moan nahi nikaali – sirf halki si “ahhh… mmmhh…” ki awaaz pillow mein dab gayi.
Ashish ne ab aur tez kar diya. Uski saans Geeti ke peeche garam pad rahi thi. Woh Geeti ki kamar ko pakad ke zor zor se chod raha tha – har thrust deep aur powerful. Geeti ki heavy boobs ab bilkul control se bahar ho gaye the nighty se. Ashish ne dono haathon se unko pakad ke squeeze kar raha tha jabki uska lund andar bahar ho raha tha.
Geeti ab puri tarah surrender kar chuki thi. Uski shyness ab khatam ho chuki thi. Woh dheere dheere apni gaand ko Ashish ke against hilati ja rahi thi, uske lund ko apni chut ke andar lekar. Guilty pleasure usko itna zyada chadha chuka tha ki woh ab sirf enjoy kar rahi thi – apne pati ke bilkul paas hone ka risk usko aur bhi zyada garam kar raha tha.
Ashish ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya, “Geeti… main jhadne wala hoon… andar hi nikalun?”
Geeti ne sirf tez saans mein nod kar diya, uski aankhein band, chehra pleasure se laal.
Raat ab puri tarah wild hone wali thi… aur yeh chupke chupke wali chudai abhi aur lambi hone wali thi.




Geeti ki chut ab Ashish ke lund ko zor zor se pakad rahi thi. Spooning position mein Ashish usko peeche se chod raha tha – har thrust deep aur powerful. Geeti apne muh ko pillow mein daba ke chup rehne ki puri koshish kar rahi thi, par uski body kaanp rahi thi. Ashish ki saans Geeti ke kaan pe garam garam pad rahi thi. Uski hard moti laund Geeti ki geeli chut ke andar zor zor se andar bahar ho rahi thi, har baar uski juicy gaand se “thap thap” ki halki si awaaz nikal rahi thi jo barish ki tez awaaz mein chhup rahi thi.
“Aaahh… Geeti… main aa raha hoon…” Ashish ne uske kaan mein garam whisper kiya aur ek last powerful thrust maara. Uska lund Geeti ki chut ke sabse gehre hisse tak pahunch gaya aur phir zor zor se phadakne laga. Garam garam cum ki boondein Geeti ki chut ke andar phootne lagi – ek, do, tees… pura load andar bhar diya. Geeti ka body ek jhatke se kaanp utha. Uski chut Ashish ke lund ke around contract kar rahi thi, uska apna orgasm bhi saath mein aa gaya. Dono ki saans tez tez chal rahi thi, dono gasping for air the – jaise race khatam kar ke thak gaye hon.
Ashish ne Geeti ki kamar ko tightly pakade rakha aur apna pura cum uske andar chod diya. Geeti ki aankhein band thi, uske hoth khule hue the, saans phool rahi thi. Uski heavy 34D boobs nighty se bahar aa chuke the aur zor zor se upar neeche ho rahe the. Cum uski chut se thoda sa bahar leak hone laga tha aur uski thighs pe tapak raha tha. Par dono abhi bhi satisfied nahi the. Unki aankhon mein abhi bhi bhookh thi – aur zyada chahte the.
Ashish ne Geeti ko apni taraf ghumaya. Dono ki aankhein mili. Ashish ne uske lips pe ek deep passionate kiss kar diya. Geeti ne bhi pura response diya – usne apne haath Ashish ke neck pe lapet diye aur uski jeebh choosne lagi. Kiss itna garam aur intense tha ki dono ki saans phir se tez ho gayi. Ashish uske lower lip ko bite kar raha tha aur Geeti uske upper lip ko choos rahi thi. Unke muh se halki si “mmmhh… ahhh” ki awaazein nikal rahi thi.




Tabhi maine (Rohit) dheere se apni body turn ki – wall ki taraf se unki taraf muh kar liya. Main abhi bhi heavy sleep ka acting kar raha tha, aankhein half-closed, par andar se pura scene dekh raha tha. Jaise hi maine turn kiya, Geeti aur Ashish dono ekdam se freeze ho gaye. Geeti ki aankhein badi ho gayi, uska chehra ekdum se laal aur nervous ho gaya. Uski saans ruk gayi. Woh soch rahi thi ki main uth gaya hoon. Uski body bilkul stiff ho gayi thi, Ashish ke seene se chipki hui.
Geeti ne Ashish ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein dar aur guilt saaf dikh raha tha – “Rohit uth gaya… ab kya hoga?” Ashish ne bhi turant ruk gaya par usne Geeti ko apni bahon mein tightly pakad rakha tha.
Kuch seconds baad jab maine koi movement nahi kiya – main bilkul peaceful sleep mein lag raha tha, saans slow aur gehri – tab Ashish ne Geeti ke kaan mein dheere se whisper kiya, “Don’t worry Geeti… woh out hai. Maine usko drink ke saath kuch hard liquor shots diye the… woh ab raat bhar nahi uthega. Bilkul gehri neend mein hai.”
Geeti abhi bhi nervous thi. Uski aankhein meri taraf gayi. Woh dheere se apna haath badhaya aur mere shoulder pe touch kiya – dheere se hilaya, check karne ke liye. Main bilkul nahi hila. Uski ungliyan mere seene pe pheri, phir haath wapas khinch liya. Ab usko thoda sa confidence aa gaya. Uski aankhein ab bhookh se chamak rahi thi.
Ashish ne uske kaan mein phir se bola, “Ab bata… main tujhe chodna chahta hoon Geeti… abhi… upar se… full missionary mein. Bol… yes?”
Geeti ne ek baar phir meri taraf dekha. Main abhi bhi peaceful sleep mein tha. Uski shyness aur guilt abhi bhi thi par lust uspe jeet chuka tha. Woh dheere se nod kar di aur halki si awaaz mein boli, “Yes Ashish… par bilkul chup… please…”
Ashish ka chehra khushi se chamak utha. Usne turant position badli. Geeti ko bed pe litaya aur uske upar chadh gaya – classic missionary position. Geeti ki nighty ab puri tarah upar chadhi hui thi, uski heavy 34D boobs bilkul exposed the. Uski juicy thighs fail gayi thi aur uski geeli chut (jisme abhi bhi Ashish ka cum tha) khuli hui thi.
Ashish ne apna hard lund (jo abhi bhi pura khada tha) pakda aur Geeti ki chut ke entrance pe ragadte hue dheere se andar push kar diya. Geeti ki aankhein band ho gayi aur usne apne hothon ko bite kiya. Ashish ka lund ek baar phir uski chut ko bhar diya – cum ke saath mix ho ke aur bhi slippery aur garam feel ho raha tha. Ashish ne dheere dheere rhythm shuru kiya – andar bahar, deep strokes.
Geeti ne apne haath Ashish ki peeth pe rakh diye aur usko apni taraf kheench liya. Ab dono kaam kar rahe the – Ashish upar se zor zor se chod raha tha aur Geeti neeche se apni gaand utha utha ke uske thrusts ko welcome kar rahi thi. Har thrust ke saath Geeti ki heavy boobs zor zor se hil rahe the. Ashish ne ek boob pakad ke choosna shuru kar diya, nipple ko jeebh se chhati raha tha.
Main half-closed aankhon se sab dekh raha tha. Mera lund pura khada tha. Yeh scene dekh ke mujhe bahut mazaa aa raha tha – meri biwi mere best friend ke neeche leti hui, uski chut uske lund se bhari hui, dono passionate chudai kar rahe the aur mujhe pata bhi nahi tha (unke hisaab se). Geeti ab puri tarah wild ho chuki thi – uske moans ko control kar rahi thi par har thrust pe uski body hil rahi thi. Ashish ki kamar zor zor se upar neeche ho rahi thi.


Room mein sirf unki chup chup ki awaazein aur barish ki tez awaaz thi. Geeti ab aur bhi garam ho chuki thi – uski chut Ashish ke lund ko andar nigal rahi thi. Guilty pleasure aur risk ka mix dono ko pagal kar raha tha.

Ashish ne Geeti ke hothon pe phir se kiss kar diya aur zor se chodne laga. Raat abhi aur lambi hone wali thi…

Missionary position mein Ashish Geeti ko zor zor se chod raha tha. Uski kamar upar neeche ho rahi thi, har thrust deep aur powerful tha. Geeti neeche leti hui apni juicy gaand utha utha ke uske lund ko andar le rahi thi. Uski heavy 34D boobs zor zor se hil rahe the, nipples hard aur khade hue. Dono ki saans tez tez chal rahi thi, par abhi bhi dono ko aur chahiye tha. Ashish ne Geeti ke kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue whisper kiya, “Geeti… upar aa ja… mujhe tujhe ride karte hue dekhna hai… full speed mein.”

Geeti ki aankhein khuli. Uski chut abhi bhi Ashish ke lund aur uske cum se bhari hui thi. Woh thodi si sharma gayi par lust uske chehre pe saaf dikh raha tha. Usne dheere se Ashish ko dhakka diya. Ashish let gaya bed pe, uski hard moti laund upar ki taraf khadi thi, abhi bhi chamak rahi thi Geeti ke juice aur cum se. Geeti ne apni nighty ko puri tarah upar kheench ke utaar diya aur usko side mein phenk diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi – 34D-28-36 wali uski perfect curvy body lamp ki golden light mein chamak rahi thi.



Woh Ashish ke upar chadh gayi. Dono tangon ko uski kamar ke dono taraf faila ke straddling position mein baith gayi. Uski juicy 36 inch ki gaand Ashish ki thighs pe dab rahi thi. Geeti ne apna haath neeche kiya, Ashish ki hard dick ko pakda aur apni geeli chut ke entrance pe laga diya. Phir woh dheere se neeche baith gayi – ekdam se pura lund andar tak chala gaya. “Uffff…” Geeti ne halki si moan ki aur apne hothon ko bite kar liya.
Ab Geeti on top thi – classic cowgirl position. Pehle woh slowly ride karne lagi – upar neeche, dheere dheere. Uski heavy boobs har movement ke saath hil rahe the. Par jaldi hi uska rhythm tez ho gaya. Woh ab pro rider ban gayi thi. Uski gaand zor zor se upar uthati aur neeche patak deti – full bounce. Har baar jab woh neeche baithti toh Ashish ka pura lund uski chut ke andar tak ghusta aur uski juicy gaand Ashish ke thighs pe zor se takrati thi – “thap thap thap” ki awaaz barish ki tez awaaz mein chhup rahi thi.
Geeti ab puri tarah enjoy kar rahi thi. Uski aankhein band thi, muh thoda sa khula, chehra pleasure se laal. Woh ride kar rahi thi jaise koi professional – kabhi kabhi circle mein ghuma ke grind karti, kabhi tez tez bounce karti. Uski heavy 34D boobs ab wild ho chuke the – upar neeche, left right, zor zor se hil rahe the. Nipples air mein circle bana rahe the. Ashish ne dono haathon se unko pakad ke squeeze karna shuru kar diya par Geeti itni tez ride kar rahi thi ki boobs uske haathon se bhi nikal jaate the.
“Geeti… fuck… tu kitni wild ho gayi hai aaj…” Ashish ne neeche se whisper kiya aur apni kamar upar utha utha ke uske thrusts ko support karne laga. Ab dono saath mein fuck kar rahe the – Geeti upar se zor zor se ride kar rahi thi aur Ashish neeche se upar dhakka de raha tha. Har baar jab Geeti neeche baithti toh uski chut Ashish ke lund ko pura nigal leti aur uski gaand zor se takrati thi.




Geeti ki saans phool rahi thi. Woh ab aur tez ho gayi thi. Uski juicy gaand upar uthati aur neeche patakne ka speed bahut tez tha. Uski chut se naya naya juice Ashish ke lund pe aur uski thighs pe tapak raha tha. Woh kabhi kabhi ruk ke grind karti – lund ko andar hi andar ghuma ke, apni clit ko uske base pe ragadte hue. Phir phir se full bounce shuru. Uski heavy boobs ab itne zor se hil rahe the ki halki si “chap chap” ki awaaz bhi aa rahi thi.
Andar se guilt bhi ho raha tha usko – “Rohit bilkul paas so raha hai… aur main yahan Ashish ke upar baith ke usko chod rahi hoon jaise koi randi…” Par yahi guilt usko aur zyada garam kar raha tha. Woh ab puri tarah lost in pleasure thi. Uski ungliyan Ashish ki chest pe dab rahi thi, nails uski skin mein ghus rahe the. Woh apni body ko aage jhuka ke Ashish ke muh pe apne boobs laga deti aur phir wapas straight ho ke tez ride karti.
Ashish ne uski kamar pakad ke usko aur tez hilane mein help karna shuru kar diya. Ab Geeti bilkul pro rider ban chuki thi – woh upar neeche, tez tez, full speed mein ride kar rahi thi. Uski chut Ashish ke lund ko andar bahar kar rahi thi jaise machine. Har bounce pe uski juicy gaand hilti thi, boobs zor zor se uchalte the. Geeti ke muh se kabhi kabhi chhoti chhoti “ahh… mmmhh… Ashish…” ki awaazein nikal rahi thi jo woh turant control kar leti thi.
Main (Rohit) half-closed aankhon se pura scene dekh raha tha. Mera lund pura khada tha. Meri biwi mere best friend ke upar nangi baith ke usko chod rahi thi – aur woh bhi itni wild tarike se jaise kabhi sharm nahi thi. Geeti ki heavy boobs bounce karte hue, uski gaand thap thapati hui, uski chut Ashish ke lund ko nigalti hui… sab kuch dekh ke mujhe bahut mazaa aa raha tha.



Geeti ab aur bhi tez ride karne lagi thi. Uski body paseene se chamak rahi thi. Uski heavy boobs ab control se bahar the – zor zor se uchal rahe the. Woh kabhi kabhi reverse cowgirl style mein ghum jaati aur peeche muh karke ride karti – uski juicy gaand ab Ashish ke muh ke saamne hoti aur woh usko thappad maarta. Phir wapas front mein aa ke full speed bounce.
Dono ab dono taraf se garam ho chuke the. Geeti ride kar rahi thi jaise uska yeh pehla chance ho – full passion, full enjoyment, bilkul pro rider ki tarah. Ashish neeche se usko support de raha tha aur kabhi kabhi uske boobs ko muh mein le ke choos raha tha.
Raat ab puri tarah wild hone wali thi… aur Geeti ki yeh on-top chudai abhi aur tez hone wali thi.