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Anita aur Rahul ki shaadi ko 5 saal ho gaye the. Pehle toh har roz romance hota tha – subah uthke kiss, office se aake wild sex, weekend pe toh poora din bed pe hi guzar jaata. Rahul hamesha horny rehta tha, Anita ko ghodi bana ke chodta, ya kitchen mein khana banate hue peeche se pel deta. Anita bhi full enjoy karti, uski tight chut aur bade boobs se Rahul paagal ho jaata.

Par jab unka beta hua, sab badal gaya. Bachhe ki care, raat bhar jagna – Rahul ka sex drive kam ho gaya. Ab hafta mein ek-do baar hi hota, woh bhi jaldi jaldi khatam. Anita frustrated feel karti, uski body abhi bhi waise hi hot thi – fair skin, curvy figure, 36 ke boobs jo top mein se bounce karte, aur round gaand jo jeans mein killer lagti.

Rahul average aadmi tha – na zyada handsome, na muscular. Par flirt bahut karta tha office ki ladkiyon se. Anita ko shak toh hota, messages dekhti kabhi, par proof nahi milta. Rahul ke dost log hamesha bolte, "Yaar Rahul, teri biwi kya mast hai re! Koi chance de toh hum toh line laga denge."

Ek din Anita ne bola, "Jaanu, mujhe job karni hai. Ghar pe bore ho rahi hoon." Rahul ne apne best friend Rakesh se baat ki. Rakesh uski company ke paas hi ek firm mein manager tha – harami type ka ladka, bahut ladkiyon ko pataya aur choda tha office mein. Job lagwaane ke badle mein kabhi kabhi nayi ladkiyon se "favor" maangta.

Rahul ko Rakesh pe full trust tha. "Yaar, bhabhi ko job lagwa de." Rakesh bola, "Bilkul bhai, bhabhi hai woh meri. Tension mat le." Par andar se Rakesh soch raha tha – Anita ko pehli baar jeans aur tight top mein dekha toh uska 8 inch ka lund khada ho gaya. Boobs ka shape, cleavage dikhti thi thodi si – muh mein pani aa gaya. Socha, "Saali kya maal hai re!"

Job lag gayi. Ab dono husband-wife alag alag office jaate, par lunch time mein mil jaate kabhi. Rakesh Anita ki bahut "help" karta – kaam samjhaate hue paas baithta, kabhi elbow se boobs touch, kabhi file dete hue haath kamar pe rakh deta. Anita sochti, "Friend hai Rahul ka, galti se ho jaata hoga."

Lunch mein bhi Rakesh join karne laga. Baatein shuru hui – pehle normal, phir double meaning jokes. Rakesh bole, "Bhabhi, aap toh office ki heroine ho. Sab lads stare karte hain." Anita haske, "Arre Rakesh ji, aap bhi na!" Phir Rakesh ne ek din WhatsApp pe joke forward kiya – "Biwi bole: Aaj mood mein hoon. Husband: Great! Chal sex karte hain. Biwi: Nahi, shopping jaana hai!" Anita ne  bheja.

Ek shaam ghar aake Anita zor zor se has rahi thi phone pe. Rahul ne pucha, "Kya hua baby?" Anita boli, "Kuch nahi jaan, bas ek meme dekha." Raat ko Rahul ko neend nahi aayi. Usne chupke se Anita ka phone uthaya (woh bathroom gayi thi). Rakesh ke chat mein kuch private toh nahi tha – bas jokes, office ki baatein, thodi flirting jaise "Bhabhi aaj red top mein killer lag rahi thi" aur Anita ka reply "Thank you ".

Proof nahi tha cheating ka, par Rahul ke dimag mein worm ghusa. Anita aayi, bed pe let gayi. Rahul ne usko kiss kiya, phir socha – "Agar Rakesh isko chod raha hai toh?" Strange excitement hua. Usne Anita ke kapde utaare, imagine kiya Rakesh Anita ke boobs daba raha hai, uski chut mein ungli kar raha hai.

Aaj Rahul full josh mein tha. Anita ko ulta kiya, peeche se tight pelna shuru kiya. "Ahhh jaanu... aaj kya hua?" Anita moan kar rahi thi. Rahul zor zor se dhakke maar raha, dimag mein Rakesh ka scene – Rakesh Anita ko office ke cabin mein chod raha, Anita bol rahi "Rakesh ji... aur zor se!" 

Rahul bola, "Aaj tu bahut sexy lag rahi thi darling... office mein sab dekh rahe the na?" Anita haske, "Haan baby... fuck me harder!" Rahul ne 5 minute mein hi jhad gaya – itna intense tha. Dono thak ke so gaye.


Par Rahul ke mann mein ab ek nayi fantasy jag gayi thi...

Agli subah Rahul office jaate hue soch raha tha kal raat ki baat. Anita ko chodte waqt usne Rakesh ka naam mann hi mann liya tha, aur woh excitement... strange thi par bahut strong. Anita aaj bhi tight black jeans aur white shirt pehni thi, buttons thode open, cleavage dikhti thi. Rahul ne car mein hi usko kiss kiya aur bola, "Baby, aaj phir office mein dhamaka karna."

Office pahunch ke Rahul apne kaam mein lag gaya, par dimag baar baar Rakesh aur Anita pe jaata. Lunch time mein usne Anita ko call kiya, "Kahaan ho darling?" Anita boli, "Rakesh ji ke saath hi lunch kar rahi hoon, woh help kar rahe hain ek project mein." Rahul ka lund thoda sa khada ho gaya sunke.

Idhar Rakesh ke cabin mein scene alag tha. Anita project discuss kar rahi thi, Rakesh paas baitha tha. Usne chair thodi aage khisak li, uska ghutna Anita ki jaangh se touch ho raha tha. Anita ne notice kiya par ignore kar diya. Rakesh bola, "Bhabhi, yeh report mein thoda issue hai, dikhaoon?" Aur laptop ghumaya, jaate hue uska haath Anita ki kamar pe slip ho gaya, 2-3 second tak wahi ruka.


Anita ko thodi si current si lagi, uski body abhi bhi sex ke liye tadap rahi thi kyunki Rahul kam kar raha tha. Rakesh ke touch se uski nipple hard ho gayi. Woh haske boli, "Rakesh ji, aap toh bahut expert ho." Rakesh ne double meaning maara, "Bhabhi, expert toh aap ho... itna perfect figure maintain kaise karti ho?" Anita sharma ke boli, "Gym jaati hoon na."

Lunch ke baad Rakesh ne bola, "Bhabhi, coffee peete hain cabin mein hi?" Anita mana nahi kar payi. Cabin mein door lock kar diya Rakesh ne "privacy ke liye". Coffee dete hue usne jaan bujh kar thoda spill kar diya Anita ke top pe. "Oh sorry bhabhi!" bolke usne tissue se saaf karne laga – direct boobs pe haath ferne laga, nipple ko touch kiya. Anita ki saans tez ho gayi, usne haath hataya. 
Shaam ko ghar aaye. Rahul ne Anita ko dekha – uske chehre pe ek alag si glow thi. Dinner ke baad bed pe Rahul ne usko hug kiya. Anita aaj bahut horny thi, usne khud Rahul ka lund muh mein liya aur deep blowjob diya. Rahul hairaan, "Kya hua baby aaj?"

Anita boli, "Bas mood hai jaanu." Rahul ne usko chodna shuru kiya, par dimag mein scene chal raha tha – Rakesh Anita ko cabin mein chod raha hai, uska lund andar bahar. Yeh soch ke Rahul ka josh double ho gaya. Usne Anita ko 20 minute tak pela – missionary, doggy, cowgirl sab try kiya. Anita bhi 2 baar jhad gayi, bol rahi thi, "Aaj toh tu wild hai jaanu!"

Rahul jhadte waqt soch raha tha Rakesh ke sperms Anita ke muh mein. Usne Anita ke boobs pe hi jhad diya. Dono thak ke let gaye, par Rahul ko ab pata tha... ya shayad mann hi mann accept kar raha tha ki Anita aur Rakesh ka affair shuru ho gaya hai.

Agli subah Rakesh ka message aaya Anita ke phone pe – "Bhabhi, aaj phir lunch mein milna? Project pending hai " Anita ne smile kiya aur reply kiya, "Zaroor Rakesh ji... bahut kaam baaki hai."

Rahul ne woh message nahi dekha, par uska lund khada ho raha tha yeh soch ke ki aaj phir uski biwi uske dost se chudne wali hai...
Agli subah Anita office ke liye ready ho rahi thi. Usne aaj ek black bodycon dress pehna tha – itna tight ki uske 36D boobs poore ubhar ke dikhte the, nipples ki outline bhi thodi si dikh rahi thi kyunki bra nahi pehni thi. Gaand toh bilkul killer lag rahi thi, dress uske gol gol gol hips ko pakad ke rakhe hue thi. Rahul kitchen mein coffee bana raha tha, usne dekha aur lund khada ho gaya. Usne peeche se hug kiya, lund gaand pe ragda, "Baby, aaj toh tu poori randi lag rahi hai." Anita ne haske peeche push kiya, "Jaanu, office jaana hai... shaam ko mazaa lena." Par uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi.

Do-teen din aise hi guzar gaye, par phir ek Thursday shaam ko message aaya: "Love, aaj bahut zyada late hoga... client ke saath dinner meeting hai, ghar mat wait karna." Rahul ne ok bola, par dil mein kuch kuch hone laga. Raat ke 3 baje darwaza khula – Anita andar aayi jaise marathon daud ke aayi ho. Baal poore bikhere hue, lipstick poori smear, dress upar se neeche tak crumpled, ek shoulder strap toot gaya tha. Uski neck, cleavage aur thighs pe red-purple hickeys everywhere. Usne heels utaare aur bed pe dhadam se gir gayi. Rahul ne paas aake poocha, "Baby, kya hua? Itni late aur yeh haal?" Anita ne thaki hui awaaz mein bola, "Bas... meeting lambi chal gayi... bahut thak gayi hoon." Usne dress bhi nahi utaara, waise hi so gayi. Rahul ne blanket hataya – panty side mein, chut se thick white creamy discharge beh raha tha, gaand pe finger marks aur thappadon ke laal nishaan. Smell thi heavy sex ki. Rahul ka lund khada ho gaya scene dekh ke.

Yeh silsila chalta raha. Mahine mein 8-10 baar Anita late aati – kabhi raat 2 baje, kabhi 4 baje, ek baar toh subah 6 baje. Har baar kapde messed up, body pe nishaan, chut geeli aur phooli hui. Rahul ab raat ko jaagta rehta, Anita ke aane ka wait karta aur phir uske badan ko chhuta – har baar woh freshly fucked lagti.

Phir woh Tuesday subah 4:30 baje aayi. Haath mein brand new iPhone 16 Pro Max – black color, shining. Rahul ne dekha aur bola, "Yeh kahaan se baby?" Anita ne nangi hote hue bola, "Office ka best employee award mila jaanu... yeh gift tha. Old phone bech ke thoda add kiya. Pasand hai?" Usne phone side rakha aur bed pe let gayi – aaj toh poora badan sex ke nishaan se bhara tha: boobs pe bite marks, nipples swollen aur laal, gaand pe haathon ke poore prints, chut itni laal aur geeli ki jaise abhi abhi 2-3 round hue hon. Rahul office nikal gaya, par dimag mein bas woh video ghum rahi thi jo Jeevan ne di thi.

Office pahunchte hi Jeevan ne smile di, "Kya yaar, tune video poori dekhi? Kya scene hai re!" Rahul bathroom mein gaya aur video phir se play ki – ab poori intensity se dekha, har second feel kiya.

Video hotel ke luxury suite mein thi – low red lights, king size bed. Camera side mein tha, poora scene capture kar raha tha. Ek nangi aurat bed pe ghutno pe thi – uska body bilkul Anita jaisa: milky white skin, massive 36D boobs latak rahe the jaise do bade aam, nipples dark pink aur poore khade, waist patli par gaand... uff, 40 inch ki perfect heart-shaped massive gaand, gol gol, tight par juicy, har hilne pe jiggle karti thi. Chut bilkul clean shaved, laal aur already dripping juices.

Saamne ek muscular aadmi khada tha – uska 9 inch ka kalaa, mota lund jaise monster, veins poori ubhari hui, topi pe thick pre-cum chamak raha tha. Aurat ne lund dono haathon se pakda – haath chhote lag rahe the itne mote lund ke saamne. Usne awaaz nikali, woh husky sexy awaaz jo Rahul har raat sunta tha bed pe, "Hayeee... kitna bada aur garam hai... meri chut ko aaj phaad dega tu."

Aadmi ne uske baal pakde aur muh ke paas liya, "Chus randi... poora muh mein le." Aurat ne muh khola, pehle topi pe zubaan feri – lick lick ki awaazein, phir aadha lund muh mein daala. Gwak gwak gwak – deep wet sounds, saliva latch latch gir rahi thi uske boobs pe. Aadmi ne baal pakad ke zor se pelna shuru kiya, "Kutiya... kitni bhookhi hai tu lund ki... tera pati tujhe satisfy nahi kar paata na?" Aurat muh bhara hone ke bawajood moan kar rahi thi, "Ummm... uska chhota sa hai... tera taste... ahhh... main toh ab teri gulam hoon... roz pel mujhe."

8 minute tak non-stop blowjob chala – deep throat tak lund andar, aurat ki aankhon se paani nikal raha tha, muh se saliva ki strings latak rahi thi, balls ko chus rahi thi, lund ko haath se hilate hue topi chaat rahi thi. Lund poora gila, chamak raha tha.

Phir aadmi ne usko bed pe dhakka diya – doggy style. Aurat khud gaand upar utha ke set ho gayi, gaand camera ke bilkul saamne – do massive gol cheeks, beech mein pink geeli chut phooli hui. Aadmi ne lund chut pe ragda, juices se lund aur gila ho gaya. "Bol saali, kitni geeli hai teri chut." Aurat peeche gaand hilate hue boli, "Poori bheeg gayi hai... daal na jaldi... bhookhi hoon tere lund ki."

Aadmi ne ek wild jhatka maara – topi aur aadha lund andar. Aurat ki cheekh nikal gayi, "Aaaaaahhhhh maaa kasam... phat gayiii... kitna mota hai re tuuu!" Uski poori gaand kaanp uthi, par woh khud peeche dhakka maarti hui boli, "Aur daal... poora andar le lungi!" Doosra jhatka – 7 inch tak andar, chut stretch ho gayi, lips bahar ki taraf. Aurat ki saans tez, "Ooooh god... dard aur mazaa dono... aur zor se!" Teesra jhatka – pura 9 inch andar tak, balls gaand se takra gaye. Aurat chillayi, "Hayeeeee... poora andar... itna gehra... meri bachhedani tak pahunch gaya!"

Phir intense pelai shuru – aadmi ne dono haath se gaand ke cheeks pakde aur full speed se dhakke maarne laga. Har dhakke pe massive gaand hilti thi, "phat phat phat phat" ki awaazein poore room mein. Aadmi thappad pe thappad maar raha tha – gaand laal ho gayi. Aurat wild ho gayi thi, "Chod randi bana ke... aur zor se... meri chut ko apna bana le... ahhh ahhh fuck fuck yesss!" Chut se "puch puch puch puch" wet sounds, juices bed pe gir rahe the, floor tak pahunch gaye.

15 minute tak non-stop chudai – position badli nahi, bas doggy mein hi. Aurat 3 baar jhad gayi – har baar body kaanpti, chut lund ko tight pakad leti, paani nikal aata. Woh chillati rahi, "Main teri randi hoon... roz chod... hotel mein... office cabin mein... car mein... kahin bhi pel mujhe... ahhhh aa jhad rahi hoon phir se!"

Finally aadmi ne speed aur badha di, zor zor se pelte hue bola, "Le saali... andar hi bhar doon?" Aurat boli, "Haan... andar bhar de... garam garam maal daal!" Par aadmi ne lund bahar nikala, aurat ko ghumaya aur muh mein daal diya – 5-6 zor ke dhakke muh mein, phir jhada. Thick ropes of cum muh mein, chin pe, boobs pe. Aurat ne saara muh ka pi liya, fingers se boobs ka saaf karke chaat liya aur boli, "Ummm... kitna tasty aur zyada hai tera... kal phir se poora din chodna mujhe."

Video khatam hui. Rahul bathroom mein khada tha – pant geeli ho gayi thi bina haath lagaye. Usne video 4 baar dekhi, har baar imagine kiya Anita ko waise chudte hue. Ab usko 100% yaqeen tha – yeh Anita hi thi. Par gussa nahi... uske andar ek dark, wild excitement jag chuka tha. Woh office se bahar aaya, Jeevan ko bola, "Yaar video delete mat karna... best hai." Aur ghar jaate hue socha, "Ab main bhi is game mein full enjoy karunga."

Rahul shaam ko ghar pahuncha. Dimag mein woh porn video ghum rahi thi, par ab thoda doubt bhi tha. Anita bedroom mein so rahi thi, wahi black bodycon dress pehne, blanket side mein. Rahul ne usko dekha – chehra shant, honth thode swollen, par woh peacefully so rahi thi.

Usne chupke se almari kholi. Saari dresses check ki – woh red lace bra ya thong jo video mein thi, kuch bhi match nahi kar raha tha. Uske saare underwear normal cotton ya simple lace the, koi hotel wali slutty lingerie nahi. Phir usne Anita ka purse uthaya, old phone jo usne "becha" tha woh bhi drawer mein pada tha – matlab new iPhone ke liye jhooth? Par phir bhi proof nahi.

Anita abhi bhi gehri neend mein thi. Rahul ne chupke se uska new iPhone uthaya (face ID off tha kyunki woh so rahi thi). WhatsApp khola – Rakesh ke chat mein last month se bas normal office baatein, kuch flirt bhi nahi. Delete folder check kiya – khali. Location history on thi – har "late night" wali date pe phone ka location office building ya ghar ke beech mein hi tha, koi hotel ya unknown place nahi. Rahul ka dil halka hua. "Shayad galat samjha main... awaaz similar thi par Anita nahi hai woh."

Usne phone side rakha aur bed pe chala gaya. Anita ki taraf mudha, uske honthon pe soft kiss kiya. Anita ne aankhein kholi, thaki awaaz mein boli, "Jaanu... sone do na, bahut thak gayi hoon."

Rahul ka mann ab video dekhne ke baad garam tha. Usne bola, "Nahi baby, aaj bahut mann kar raha hai." Usne Anita ke honthon pe deep kiss kiya, zubaan andar daali. Anita pehle resist ki, phir saath dene lagi. Rahul ne dress upar uthayi, bra nahi thi toh direct boobs pe muh laga diya – nipples ko chusa zor zor se. Anita moan karne lagi, "Ummm... jaanu..."

Usne dress poori utaar di, panty side ki aur chut pe ungli feri. Anita geeli thi, bahut zyada – juices beh rahe the. Rahul ne lund bahar nikala aur missionary mein andar daal diya. Par jaise hi andar gaya, usko shock laga – chut pehle se zyada loose lag rahi thi. Tightness nahi thi jo pehle hoti thi. Lund andar aaram se slide ho gaya, jaise koi bada cheez regular use mein ho.

Anita eyes band karke moan kar rahi thi, "Ahhh... haan baby... aur zor se..."

Rahul dhakke maarte hue bola, "Baby... aaj teri chut... kaafi loose lag rahi hai."

Anita haske, moan karte hue boli, "Haan... ahhh... mujhe toh bahut mazaa aa raha hai... aur gehra jaa raha hai tera..."

Rahul ne speed badha di, par feel nahi aa raha tha pehle jaisa. "Nahi yaar... pehle itni tight rehti thi... aaj bilkul alag hai."

Anita ne uske gaal pe kiss kiya aur boli, "Arre jaanu... ahhh... aajkal mere periods khatam hue hain na... tab mal zyada behta hai, chut thodi loose ho jaati hai... aisa hota hai... waise bhi tera kitna mota hai jo tight feel na ho... ahhh zor se karo na!"

Yeh sunke Rahul ko thoda gussa aur excitement mix hua. Usne zor ka dhakka maara, "Le saali!" Anita chillayi, "Haan... aise hi... fuck me harder!"

5-7 minute baad Rahul ko laga woh jhadne wala hai. Anita ne suddenly bola, "Condom jaanu... condom!"

Rahul ne side table se condom nikala, jaldi se pehna aur phir andar daala. Ab bhi loose feel aa raha tha, par condom ke saath thoda friction badh gaya. Usne 2-3 minute aur zor zor se pela, Anita bol rahi thi, "Ahhh yes baby... aa raha hai... haan!" Phir Rahul jhad gaya – condom mein poora bhar diya.

Dono thak ke let gaye. Anita ne Rahul ko kiss kiya, "Mazaa aaya jaanu... love you." Phir usne blanket odha aur phone uthaya. "Thodi der Ludo khelti hoon, neend nahi aa rahi abhi."

Rahul bekhabar side mein mudh ke so gaya. Anita bed pe baithi Ludo khelne lagi. Phone vibrate hua – notification aayi.

Ludo game ke chat box mein ek message aaya (game ke andar ka private chat, WhatsApp nahi):

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Anita bed pe blanket lapet ke baithi thi, legs cross karke, phone ki dim light uske chehre pe pad rahi thi. Ludo King mein game chal raha tha. Uski avatar "AnitaHot♡" thi – red tight dress wali lady, cleavage dikhta hua. "Daddy9inch" online tha, chat box mein messages tezi se aa-ja rahe the.

Chat history aisi thi:

Daddy9inch: Finally aa gayi meri sexy jaan ?♡  
AnitaHot♡: Haan daddy... tumhara hi intezaar tha... ghar pahunchte hi husband ne thoda disturb kiya, par ab sirf tumhari hoon poori raat ?  
Daddy9inch: Disturb kiya matlab? Kitna mazaa liya usne meri hot baby ka? ?  
AnitaHot♡: Bas ek round... woh bichara jaldi thak gaya ? Tumhare jaise stamina kahan... abhi bhi meri body mein tumhari yaad garam garam mehsoos ho rahi hai ?  
Daddy9inch: Achha? Kahan kahan garam hai abhi meri jaan? Bata na... miss kar raha hoon tera silky badan, woh soft curves ?  
AnitaHot♡: Everywhere daddy... boobs abhi bhi tumhare haathon ki pakad yaad kar rahe hain... nipples hard ho gaye sirf tumhari baat se ?  
Daddy9inch: Fuck baby... photo bhej na please... ek jhalak toh de apni hotness ki... lund khada ho raha hai yahan ?  
AnitaHot♡: Husband bagal mein so raha hai na... thoda risky hai, par tumhare liye kuch bhi karungi [Photo sent – blanket ke andar se close-up: deep cleavage, hard nipples dress ke upar se ubhar ke, thodi si sweat shine]  
Daddy9inch: Hayeee meri gorgeous... kitne juicy aur perfect hain yeh... muh mein paani aa gaya... kal subah 10 baje hotel pahunch jaana, poora din sirf hum dono – breakfast ke baad seedha bed pe, phir teri iss body ko kiss karte karte shaam kar denge ♡  
AnitaHot♡: Can’t wait daddy... soch soch ke geeli ho rahi hoon abhi ? Breakfast mein sirf tumhare honthon ka taste chahiye mujhe... aur phir pura din tumhare neeche ?  
Daddy9inch: Haan meri naughty girl... lunch tak thak jaayegi tu mere kiss se, phir shaam tak aur wild mazaa... teri woh killer smile dekhne ke liye mar raha hoon ?  
AnitaHot♡: Tum bhi na daddy... baaton se hi dil aur body dono garam kar dete ho ? Dice roll karo na... agar 6 aaya toh kal extra kisses milegi har jagah ?  
Daddy9inch: Rolled... 6!!! Kal evening tak booking extend kar di ? Ab teri jeet ho gayi baby  
AnitaHot♡: Yayyyyy!!! Tum best ho daddy... I love you so much ♡  
Daddy9inch: Love you more meri sexy jaan... ab thodi der game khel, phir so jaana... sapne mein bhi main hi aaunga ?  
AnitaHot♡: Promise daddy? Tum bhi jaldi so jaana... kal fresh rehna, mujhe poora satisfy karna hai ?  

Last messages:

Daddy9inch: Good night meri beautiful, horny baby... sapno mein milte hain ?  
AnitaHot♡: Good night daddy... muahhh... love you tons ♡♡♡  

AnitaHot ki traf se phone pe flying kiss emoji bheja hua tha , ek lambi smile ke saath screen off ki.

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Rahul raat ke 11 baje bed pe leta tha, Anita gehri neend mein thi bagal mein, blanket mein lapeti hui. Usne phone uthaya aur secretly porn site kholi – wohi site jahan pehle hotel room cheating video mila tha. Aaj mood garam tha, dimag mein woh purani awaaz ghum rahi thi.

Search kiya: "hotel room cheating bhabhi part 2 indian mangalsutra". Ek thumbnail mila – title "Hotel Room Affair Part 2 – Mangalsutra Wali Randi". Thumbnail mein sirf ek ladki ghutno pe, red panty mein, boobs bahar, mangalsutra gale mein latka hua, face blur. Rahul ka dil dhadakne laga. Click kiya.

Video shuru hui – luxury hotel room, dim red lights, king size bed. Ek ladki sirf red lace panty pehne ghutno pe baithi thi. Uski massive boobs tane hue, nipples dark aur hard, fair skin pe light chamak rahi thi. Gale mein black beads wala mangalsutra – shaadi-shuda hone ka clear sign. Face camera se away, sirf side profile aur back view, par body... uff, Anita jaisi curvy, wohi 36D boobs, wohi slim waist aur round gaand.

Rahul raat ke 11 baje bed pe leta tha, Anita gehri neend mein thi bagal mein, blanket mein lapeti hui. Usne phone uthaya aur secretly porn site kholi – wohi site jahan pehle hotel room cheating video mila tha. Aaj mood garam tha, dimag mein woh purani awaaz ghum rahi thi.


Ek aadmi samne khada tha, black boxer pehna. Ladki ne dheere se uska boxer neeche kiya. Admi ka boxer neeche hota hai, bahar aata hai woh 9-inch ka monster lund – mota, veins ubhari hui, topi pe thick pre-cum ki shiny drop. Rahul ke muh mein pani bhar aaya, usne apna pajama neeche kiya aur haath mein lund pakad liya – ab full rock hard, throbbing.

Ladki ne husky, breathy awaaz mein muskurate hue bola, "Ooooh daddy... hayeee... kitna bada... kitna mota hai ye... muh mein fit kaise hoga? Meri toh aankhein hi badi ho gayi dekh ke... ahhh..."

Aadmi ne baal pakad ke dheere se kheenche, "Chus na randi... aa jayega poora... try kar, dikha kitni bhookhi hai tu."

Ladki ne pehle topi pe soft, wet kiss kiya – **mmmuuuaahhh** – phir zubaan se lambi, slow lick, pre-cum chaat liya. "Ummm... garam... tasty... daddy..." Phir muh khol ke andar liya – slow deep throat shuru. **Gwak... gwak... gwak... gluck gluck gluck...** gili, sloppy awaazein poori video mein goonj rahi thi, saliva bahar nikal ke latak raha tha lund pe, thick strings ban rahi thi.

Kuch thuk uske heavy boobs pe gira – nipples pe chamak raha tha, woh moan kar rahi thi muh bhare hue, "Mmmphhh... ahhh... daddy... tumhara lund... itna bada... muh bhar raha hai... ufff..." Woh ruk nahi rahi thi, haath se lund hilate hue chus rahi thi, "Ahhh... mujhe tumhara lund bahut pasand hai daddy... aaj tak maine pati ko blowjob nahi diya... uska chhota sa lund dekh ke ghin aati hai mujhe ab... sirf tera chahiye... mmm... chusungi roz..."

Rahul ka haath ab tezi se hil raha tha, lund pe up-down fast strokes, woh soch raha tha, "Saali... yeh Anita ki awaaz hai... 'pati ko blowjob nahi diya'... mujhe kabhi muh nahi lagaya, aur yeh daddy ko itna garam chus rahi hai... ahhh... kitni slut ban gayi hai meri biwi..."

Video mein 10 minute nonstop intense blowjob – gagging sounds badhte gaye, **gluck gluck... gwak gwak... slurp slurp...** ladki ki aankhon se paani beh raha tha, par woh wild moans nikal rahi thi, "Ahhh... aur gehra daddy... muh bhar do... ooooh fuck... kitna mota... stretch kar raha hai mera muh... mmmphhh... yes yes..."


Woh apne boobs ko zor zor se masal rahi thi, nipples ko pinch karti, "Ahhh... daddy... mere nipples... chuso na... ufff..." Phir panty mein haath daal ke chut ragadti – **puch puch puch** wet fingering sounds mix ho rahe the moans ke saath.

5 minute baad aadmi ne usko bed pe lita diya, sar bed se bahar latka ke – skull fuck mode on. Lund muh mein daala aur zor zor se dhakke maare – **thok thok thok thok**, muh ko full face-fuck kar raha tha. Ladki ki muffled, horny moans, "Mmmphhh... ahhh... daddy... chod do muh ko... yes... harder... ooooh god... ahhhh..." Boobs hil rahe the har dhakke pe jaise do bade aam, woh apne haath se boobs dabati rahi, chut mein do ungliyan tezi se andar bahar, "Ahhh... main jhadne wali hoon... sirf muh se hi... ufff daddy..."

Rahul ab uncontrollable speed mein lund hila raha tha, saans tez, "Saali kutiya... teri chut loose hai isliye... yeh daddy ne roz phaad di hogi... ahhh... mangalsutra hil raha hai... meri biwi ki shadi ki nishani pe cum gir raha hai... fuck..."

Last scene: ladki zameen pe baithi, muh upar karke, aankhein band, tongue bahar. Aadmi ne lund hilaya aur thick, garam white ropes chod diye – **spurt spurt spurt** – kuch muh mein gira, kuch boobs pe, chhati pe, mangalsutra ke beads pe chipak gaya, kuch toh nipples pe land kiya. Ladki ne muskura ke, breathy awaaz mein bola, "Thank you daddy... kitna garam... tasty maal hai tera... ahhh..." Phir zubaan se lund saaf kiya, topi chaat li, saliva aur cum mix kar ke swallow kiya – **gulp gulp** – aur video end.



Rahul ka orgasm itna powerful tha ki cum haath se bahar nikal ke bed sheet pe, thighs pe gira. Woh thak ke peeche let gaya, saans phooli hui, phone haath mein hi. Dimag mein bas woh moans repeat ho rahe the – **ahhh... daddy... yes... harder...** aur Anita bagal mein so rahi thi, bilkul innocent lag rahi thi.


Usne socha, "Kal se main track karunga... proof dhundhunga... par ab yeh fantasy mujhe paagal kar rahi hai... meri biwi... dusre ke liye rand ban chuki hai. Sayad ye Anita na bhi par...kal dekhte hain."  Woh video save kar ke phone silent kiya, aur Anita ke mangalsutra ko chhute hue socha, "Kal tujhe track Krna pdega"
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Rahul ne Anita k no se apne phone par location bheji taki pta lag sake ki din bhar kha hai but location office ki hi thi.

Rahul raat ko bed pe baitha tha, Anita gehri neend mein thi bagal mein, blanket mein lapeti hui, mangalsutra chamak raha tha halki night lamp ki roshni mein. Rahul ne phone uthaya, porn site kholi, earphones andar daale, aur dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Nayi video thi – “Public Toilet Quickie – Luxury Mall Cabin Style”. Camera shaky tha, jaise kisi ne chupke se record kiya ho. Scene ek high-end mall ke basement level ke family restroom mein tha – woh wala jahan English potty (Western commode) wale spacious cabins hote hain, bade mirror, marble tiles, dim yellow lights aur thodi si privacy, par door ke neeche se light leak hoti thi aur bahar se footsteps saaf sunai dete the.

Cabin ke andar ladki (face poora blur, sirf body dikhti thi) tight black mini skirt aur low-cut crop top mein thi. Skirt itni chhoti ki gaand ke neeche se panty ki edge dikhti thi. Gale mein mangalsutra hil raha tha har saans ke saath. Aadmi jeans neeche karke khada tha, mota lund bahar, topi pe chamakdar pre-cum.

Ladki ne cabin ki English potty pe baith gayi – legs spread, skirt upar uthi hui, panty side mein. Woh urgent, breathy awaaz mein boli (wohi husky tone jo Rahul ko Anita ki yaad dilati thi), “Jaldi daddy… yahan family cabin hai… bahar log wait kar rahe hain bachchon ke saath… par meri chut abhi jal rahi hai… daal na jaldi tera mota lund… ahhh…”

Aadmi ne haske bola, “Meri desperate randi… public potty pe baith ke bhi itni bhookhi? Le, pehle chus thoda.”

Ladki ne potty se neeche utar ke ghutno pe baith gayi, lund haath mein pakda aur muh mein liya – **gwak… gwak… gwak… gluck gluck gluck…** gili, messy awaazein cabin ke marble walls se bounce ho rahi thi. Saliva bahar nikal ke latak raha tha, boobs hil rahe the crop top ke andar, nipples hard outline dikhte the. Woh moan kar rahi thi muh bhare hue, “Mmmphhh… ahhh… daddy… kitna garam… muh bhar raha hai… ufff… jaldi andar daalo na… bahar koi bachcha rone laga hai… mazaa double ho raha hai… ahhhh…”

Bahut bahar se ek maa ki awaaz aayi – “Beta, jaldi karo… potty free hai na?” Footsteps cabin ke door pe ruk gaye. Ladki freeze ho gayi ek second, par aadmi ne baal pakad ke muh mein aur gehra dhakka maara. Ladki ki muffled moan, “Mmmphhh… daddy… woh bahar hai… sun legi… par rukna mat… chuso mujhe… ahhhh…”

Aadmi ne usko uthaya, potty pe baitha diya – legs spread wide, skirt poori upar, panty side mein. Lund chut pe ragda – juices se gila. Ladki peeche jhuk gayi potty ke backrest pe, haath se muh daba ke boli, “Ahhhh… daal na daddy… English potty pe baith ke chod mujhe… risky hai… koi bhi andar aa sakta hai… ooooh fuck!” Ek zor ka jhatka – pura lund andar tak. Ladki ki cheekh muffled, “Aaaaah… phaad di meri chut… zor se… yes daddy… harder… ahhhh…”

Chudai full wild – potty hil rahi thi har dhakke pe, **phat phat phat phat** ki loud awaazein cabin mein goonj rahi thi, gaand potty ke seat pe slap kar rahi thi. Mangalsutra aage-peeche swing kar raha tha, beads takra rahe the boobs se. Ladki ke moans desperate aur horny, “Ahhh… daddy… bahar log hain… maa-beta wait kar rahe hain… par meri chut ko bhar do… ahhhh… aa rahi hoon… yes yes… ooooh god… harder… phaad do mujhe!”

Bahut bahar se knock hua – koi aur cabin mein aane ki koshish kar raha tha. Door handle hil raha tha. Ladki ka body kaanp utha, par aadmi nahi ruka – aur tezi se dhakke maare. Ladki ki awaaz low, panicked moan mein, “Ahhh… daddy… woh andar aane ki koshish kar raha hai… par mazaa itna zyada… rukna mat… aa rahi hoon phir se… ahhhh!”

Door ke bahar awaaz, “Locked hai… dusra cabin try karo.” Footsteps door se door gaye. Silence. Ladki ne aur zor se moan kiya, “Thank god… ab poora jhad do andar… garam maal daalo meri chut mein… please daddy!”

Aadmi ne speed badha di – 10 minute tak non-stop pounding, cabin hil raha tha, potty ka seat creak kar raha tha. Last mein bahar nikala, ladki potty se neeche utar ke ghutno pe baith gayi, muh khol ke. Thick cum ropes – kuch muh mein, kuch blur face pe, kuch boobs pe, mangalsutra pe chipak gaya. Ladki ne zubaan se saaf kiya, muskura ke (blur smile), “Thank you daddy… public potty mein bhi best tha… ” Video end.

Rahul ka lund haath mein tha, tezi se hil raha tha. Woh andar se moan kar raha tha, “Ahhh… Anita… English potty pe baith ke… bahar maa-beta wait kar rahe hain… door knock ho raha tha… aur tu moan kar rahi thi… ooooh fuck… face blur hai par ye tu hi hai na… a… ahhhh… jhadne wala hoon…”

Zor se hilaya – cum haath se bahar, bed sheet pe. Thak ke let gaya, par dimag mein bas woh scene repeat: Anita potty pe baithi, skirt upar, moans **ahhh daddy… bahar log hain… harder…**

Rahul ne socha ye kya ho rha hai mujhe? Mujhe kyu achha lag rha hai ye...nhi

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Agle din subah Rahul aur Anita office ke liye taiyar hue. Anita ne aaj ek deep-neck maroon blouse pehna tha, jo uske heavy boobs ko barely sambhal pa raha tha – cleavage itni gehri ki andar ka black lace bra ki edge dikh rahi thi. Neeche tight fitting salwar, jo uski round gaand ko aage-peeche hilati hui dikha rahi thi har kadam pe. Rahul car mein baithte hi uske thighs pe haath rakha, "Baby, aaj toh tu bilkul maal lag rahi hai... office waale sab dekh rahe honge." Anita ne naughty smile di, "Jaanu, sirf tere liye hi toh pehni hai... shaam ko ghar aake dekh lena." Rahul ka lund pant mein hil gaya, kal raat ke video ke scenes dimag mein flash ho rahe the – Toilet me chudna, mangalsutra hilta hua, deep throat, moans..




Agle din subah Rahul aur Anita office ke liye taiyar hue. Anita ne aaj ek deep-neck maroon blouse pehna tha, jo uske heavy boobs ko barely sambhal pa raha tha – cleavage itni gehri ki andar ka black lace bra ki edge dikh rahi thi. Neeche tight fitting salwar, jo uski round gaand ko aage-peeche hilati hui dikha rahi thi har kadam pe. Rahul car mein baithte hi uske thighs pe haath rakha, "Baby, aaj toh tu bilkul maal lag rahi hai... office waale sab dekh rahe honge." Anita ne naughty smile di, "Jaanu, sirf tere liye hi toh pehni hai... shaam ko ghar aake dekh lena." Rahul ka lund pant mein hil gaya, kal raat ke video ke scenes dimag mein flash ho rahe the – mangalsutra hilta hua, deep throat, moans.

Office pahunch ke dono alag-alag departments mein gaye. Lunch time mein Rahul canteen ke corner mein baitha tha jab Jeevan aa gaya, coffee leke. usne ne Rahul ko dekhte hi aankh maari aur baith gaya, "Abe Rahul bhai, tune Part 2 dekhi na? Wah re wah... kya chusti hai wo mangalsutra wali randi! Ghutno pe baithi, boobs bahar, nipples khade... aur woh deep throat... gwak gwak gwak... ufff! Lund muh mein leke aise moan kar rahi thi jaise zindagi bhar ki bhookh ho. Kash mujhe mil jaaye aisi biwi – roz subah uthke muh bhar ke chuswayegi, shaam ko hotel le jaake gaand bhi marwayegi!"

Rahul ka chehra laal ho gaya, dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Kal raat ka har scene uske dimaag mein live ho raha tha – wohi **gluck gluck** awaazein, wohi "daddy... kitna tasty hai tera..." moans. Usne apna lund pant ke upar se dabaya chupke se, aur bola, "Haan yaar... bilkul killer thi. Usne bola 'pati ko blowjob nahi diya, ghin aati hai'... aur phir daddy ke lund ko poora muh mein le liya. Boobs pe thuk gira, nipples pe chamak raha tha... aur woh skull fuck... muh ko chodte hue moans... ahhh... soch ke hi lund khada ho raha hai."

Jeevan ne haske bola, "Bilkul! Aur last mein cum muh pe, boobs pe, mangalsutra pe chipak gaya... saali thank you daddy bol rahi thi jaise prize mila ho! Kyun teri Anita bhi deti hogi tujhe aisa? Ya tu bhi chhota category mein hai, isliye shy hai?"

Rahul ke andar aag si lag gayi – jealousy, gussa, aur wild arousal mix. Woh soch raha tha, "Saali... yeh Anita hi toh hai... meri mangalsutra wali biwi... dusre ke lund ko chus rahi hai, pati ko ghin bol rahi hai... aur main yahan baitha hil raha hoon." Usne Jeevan ko bola, "Arre yaar, haan... meri biwi abhi bhi thodi reserved hai... par us ladki ki baat alag thi na. Full pro, no shame – bas chus rahi thi jaise lund uska favorite toy ho. Moans itne horny ki... ahhh... dil chahta hai uske muh mein hi jhad jaaun."

Jeevan ne aankh maari, "Bhai, imagine kar... teri Anita agar aise kare – mangalsutra hilta hua, muh bhara hua lund se, boobs hilte hue... tu toh roz thak jaayega pelte-pelate! ?"

Rahul ne hasne ki koshish ki, par andar se paagal ho raha tha. Lunch khatam karte hue usne socha, "Aaj shaam ko Anita ko hotel le jaunga... ya ghar pe hi try karunga deep throat... proof dhundhunga. Kal se location tracking on, phone check, sab kuch."

Idhar Anita office mein meeting se nikal rahi thi, blouse ke buttons tight, cleavage har saans pe up-down. Rahul ne corridor se dekha – gaand hilti hui, mangalsutra chamakta hua – aur lund pant mein full khada. Usne socha, "Aaj raat ko tujhe bataunga sab... ya pehle chodunga jaise daddy chodta hai...

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Agle din shaam ko Rahul Anita ko pick up karne uske office pahuncha. Usne pehle Rakesh ko phone lagaya, socha ki kuch poochh lega office ke baare mein. Rakesh ne call uthaya, "Haan bhai, bol."

Rahul bola, "Yaar, Anita ko pick karne aaya hoon. Tu yahin hai na abhi?"

Rakesh hasa, "Arre bhai, maine job change kar li hai. Ab naya office hai mera."

"Kyun kya hua?" Rahul ne curious hoke poochha.

"Arre bas aise hi... ladai ho gayi thi boss se."

Rahul ne man hi man socha, 'Saale, mujhe pata hai ladkibazi ke chakkar mein gayi hogi teri job.' Bahar se bola, "Saale, mujhe pata hai ladkibazi ke chakkar mein gayi hogi."

Rakesh ne jaldi se bola, "Arre chod na yaar... chal main rakhta hoon, bye."

Call cut hone ke baad Rahul ka shak aur badh gaya. Usne socha, 'Yeh Rakesh ka chakkar toh Anita se tha na? Ab job change? Shayad expose hone ka darr...'

Tabhi Anita bahar aayi, uske saath ek aur ladki thi – Pooja. Anita ne introduce karaya, "Jaan, yeh Pooja hai, meri friend aur colleague. Isne hi mujhe sab kuch sikhaya office mein. Aur Pooja, yeh mere pati dev Rahul hain."

Pooja bilkul killer lag rahi thi – tight blue jeans jo uski massive gaand ko perfectly hug kar rahi thi, har kadam pe hil rahi thi. Upar crop top, low neck wala, jisme se uske heavy boobs ki deep cleavage dikh rahi thi. Nipples crop top ke fabric mein shape bana rahe the, jaise hard ho gaye hon. Pet khula tha, sexy nabhi mein ek small tattoo jhalak raha tha – bilkul pornstar vibe. Pooja ka figure Anita se bhi zyada curvy tha, fair skin, long wavy baal. Koi bhi dekh le toh lund khada ho jaaye – Rahul ka toh bura haal ho gaya, pant mein lund hilne laga.

Rahul ne muskurate hue bola, "Oh hi Pooja."

Pooja ne seductive smile di, aankhein Rahul pe tikate hue, "Hi Rahul... bahut suna hai aapke baare mein Anita se. Aaj dekh bhi liya... handsome ho."

Rahul hasa, "I hope achha hi suna ho... hahaha."

Sab hasne lage. Rahul ne chupke se Pooja ko dekha – uski banawat video wali ladki se milti thi, massive boobs, curvy gaand, par Anita bhi waise hi thi. Confusion ho gaya usko. Phir notice kiya Pooja ne mangalsutra nahi pehna tha, Anita ne pehna tha. 'Pakka karna padega,' socha usne.

Ghar pahunch ke bachhe ko sulaya, phir dono bedroom mein aaye. Anita ne change kiya – ek sheer nighty pehni, bina bra ke, sirf panty andar. Nighty itni transparent thi ki uske pink nipples aur clean shaved chut ki outline dikh rahi thi. Boobs nighty mein se bounce kar rahe the, gaand pe nighty tight fit. Rahul ko video yaad aa gaya – mangalsutra hilta hua, deep throat – aur josh aa gaya. Lund khada ho gaya pant mein.

Rahul ne Anita ko bed pe dhakka diya, kiss karne laga – deep, wild kiss, zubaan andar daal ke. Anita ne bhi saath diya, moan karne lagi, "Ummm... jaanu... aaj wild ho gaye ho..." Rahul ne nighty upar uthayi, boobs bahar aaye – nipples hard. Unko chusne laga zor zor se, bite kiya, "Ahhh... jaanu... katna mat..." Anita moan kar rahi thi.

Phir Rahul neeche gaya, chut chatne ko. Anita ne mana kiya, "Nahi jaanu... chi... mujhe achha nahi lagega."

"Bas thoda sa please... try karo na," Rahul ne insist kiya.

"Chalo thik hai... par jaldi," Anita boli.

Rahul ne panty utari – clean shaved chut dikhi, already thodi geeli. Rahul ne compare karna shuru kiya video wali se – shape similar, par confirm nahi. Usne zubaan se clit pe lick kiya, ungli andar daali.

Anita moan ki, "Ahhh... ahhh... bas ho gaya ab nahi... bas..."

"Kya kar rahe ho neeche?" Anita ne poochha.

Rahul ne ignore kiya, aur zor se chatna shuru kiya – clit suck kiya, ungli andar bahar. Anita ki saansen tez, "Ahh... ahh... jaanu... strange feeling... ahhh..."

Phir Rahul ne lund bahar nikala – 6 inch ka hard – aur bola, "Chuso na baby..."

Anita ne mana kiya, "Nahi... mujhe ulti aati hai... please nahi."

"Please na... try karo bas ek baar," Rahul ne request ki.

Anita ne thoda muh mein liya, topi pe kiss kiya, par jaldi bahar nikaal liya, "Uakk... nahi nahi... ulti aa rahi hai... nahi main nahi karungi."

"Ok koi nahi," Rahul bola, par andar socha, 'Video mein toh full deep throat... agar tu hi hai toh daddy ko kyun deti hai?'

Phir missionary mein lund chut mein daala – geeli thi, par dhili lagi. Rahul dhakke maar raha tha, par feel nahi aa raha pehle jaisa.

Anita moan kar rahi thi, "Ahh... ahh... kya hua jaan? Aaj tumhara lund chhota lag raha hai..."

"Kya?" Rahul shock hua.

"Haan... shayad meri vagina mein leak ho raha hai... tab aisa lagta hai..."

"Shayad ho sakta hai," Rahul bola, par socha, 'Leak? Ya daddy ke bade lund se stretch ho gayi hai...'

Anita boli, "Aur karo zor se... ahh ahh... condom pehan lo, andar nahi..."

Rahul socha, 'Mujhe condom bol rahi hai, par video mein bina condom ke... agar tu hi hai toh...'

Condom pehna aur zor zor se pela – Anita ki moans tezz, "Ahhh... yes jaanu... harder... ahh ahh..." 5 minute mein jhad gaya, par intense nahi tha.

Anita bathroom gayi – nangi, gaand hilti hui. Rahul ne dekha uske hips ke thik upar ek small black mole ya kuch alag sa, Anita wapas aayi toh woh nahi dikha, shayad light ka dhokha. Rahul ne ignore kiya, socha 'Aise hi kuch hoga.'

Raat ko Anita so gayi, Rahul ne uska phone uthaya – location history office ki hi thi, WhatsApp chats, FB, deleted history sab check kiya. Kuch suspicious nahi mila – sirf normal baatein.

Usne socha, 'Khali mein shak kar raha hoon biwi pe... bewakoof hoon main.' Usne Anita ko kiss kiya forehead pe, gale laga ke so gaya, par dimag mein abhi bhi woh video ghum rahi thi.


Ab Rahul ka shak dur ho raha tha... par kya sach mein? ??

[Tiska jay]

So what do you want next? Apart from Anal....
Cockold
Expose
Revange
Betrayal 
Broken Trust ? then Revenge

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MANGAL SUTRA SE PAHCHAN SAKTA HAI NA ...........

Kar sakta hai nice point but Video quality itni achhi nhi or same design k bhut se ho sakte hain. Ya vi dusre design ka ho b sakta hai ..kuch nhi man lo but inti creative libarty to banti hai

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Phir Anita kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi – aaj usne ek loose house top aur shorts pehne the, top itna loose ki jhukte hue uske boobs ki cleavage saaf dikh rahi thi, nipples thode hard the garmi se ya shayad mood se. Rahul chupke se bedroom mein gaya, uske kapde dhundhe – almari kholi, dresses, lingerie sab check kiye, par video wali red lace panty ya black lingerie jaisi kuch nahi mili. Phir Anita ka phone uthaya – password unlock kiya (usko pata tha), WhatsApp, calls, location history sab dekha, par kuch suspicious nahi. Bas normal office chats, Pooja se baatein like "Lunch mein milte hain" aur emojis. Rahul ne socha, 'Shayad sach mein main overthink kar raha hoon.'

Khana khate samay table pe baith gaye – dal chawal, sabji, salad. Anita ne bola, "Jaanu, bachhe ki college fees jama karni hai is hafte, 20k rupaye. Aur dance classes ki fees bhi pending hai, 5k. Budget tight ho raha hai, tumhare bonus ka wait kar rahi hoon." Rahul ne haan bola, "Haan baby, next month bonus aayega, sab cover kar denge. Aur kuch?" Anita ne smile di, "Bas yeh hi, aur tumhare liye special dessert banaungi weekend pe." Dono hasne lage, baaki baatein normal – office ki gossip, bachhe ki studies, TV shows ki.

Khana kha ke dono bedroom mein gaye. Anita bed pe leti, Rahul ne usko kiss kiya – soft se wild ho gaya. Nighty upar uthayi, boobs dabaye, nipples chuse. Anita moan ki, "Ahh... jaanu... aaj josh mein ho..." Rahul ne shorts utaare, lund andar daala – chut geeli thi, par dhili lagi. 10 minute choda, Anita "Ahh ahh... zor se..." bol rahi thi. Rahul jhad gaya condom mein. Anita thak ke boli, "Mazaa aaya jaanu... ab bathroom ja rahi hoon."

Anita bathroom gayi – nangi, gaand hilti hui. Usne door lock kiya, headphones lagaye (Bluetooth wale), phone pe wohi video open kiya koi video okay hue. Video mein ladki chud rahi thi, moans aa rahe the "Ahh yess ha dalo meri chut me yess ahh please sir ahh". Anita ne mirror ke saamne khadi hoke ungli chut mein daali – dheere dheere andar bahar, clit ragadti hui. Uski aankhein band, muh khula, "Ahh... yess... sir... dalo zor se... meri chut phaad do... ahh please... daddy... ahh..." moan kar rahi thi chupke se. Ungli tezz ki, do ungliyan andar, chut geeli ho gayi, paani behne laga. Usne video mein ladki ke orgasm dekh ke khud jhad gayi – body kaanp gayi, thighs tight, "Ahhhhh... yess...." Phir saaf kiya, flush kiya, aur bed pe aayi.

Rahul ne poochha, "Kya hua baby, itna time lag gaya?"

Anita ne lette hue bola, "Haan jaanu, pet sukh gaya hai shayad... ab so jao."

Dono let gaye, Anita jaldi so gayi. Rahul kuch samay baad utha, check kiya Anita gehri neend mein thi – saansen regular, mangalsutra gale mein. Woh chupke se washroom gaya, door lock kiya, headphones lagaye, pajama neeche kiya. Lund already hard tha soch soch ke, haath mein pakda hilana shuru kiya. Video open ki – yeh dusre hotel ya flat ka room tha, luxury nahi, normal modern flat jaisa, king size bed, side table pe kata hua cake pada tha, chocolate flavor, candles blow out hue. Shayad birthday celebration tha. Dono ladka-ladki ka chehra blur tha, par body saaf.

Rahul ne socha, 'Anita ka birthday toh bahut pehle tha, yeh nahi hogi Anita. Par awaaz sun ke dekhte hain.'

Video mein ladki crop top pehne thi – black tight crop top, jo uske massive 36D boobs ko hug kar raha tha, cleavage deep aur boobs ka lower part dikh raha tha, nipples hard shape bana rahe the. Neeche sirf red lace panty, jo chut ko barely cover kar rahi thi, gaand ke cheeks bahar nikal rahe the. Body killer – fair glowing skin, curvy hips, slim kamar, massive round gaand jiggle karti hui, thighs moti aur smooth. Baal khule wavy, lipstick dark red, gale mein mangalsutra latka hua, par blur chehre se awaaz familiar.

Aadmi underwear mein tha – black boxer, lund ka ubhar saaf.

Ladki boli, "Happy birthday jaanu..." Aur aadmi ko hug kiya, boobs uske chest pe dab gaye.

"Oh toh ladke ka birthday hai," Rahul ne socha.

Dono mein kisses hue – honthon pe lambe lambe, wet kisses, zubaan andar daal ke, ladki moan ki, "Ummm... jaanu... aaj tera din hai... jo chaho karo mujhse..." Aadmi ne crop top upar kiya, boobs bahar aaye – nipples ko chusa zor zor se, bite kiya. Ladki "Ahhh... jaanu... kitna zor se... mazaa aa raha hai... ahhh..."

Phir ladki ne ghutno pe baith ke aadmi ka boxer neeche kiya – 9 inch ka mota lund bahar aaya. Ladki ne chusna shuru kiya – deep throat, gwak gwak awaazein, saliva latak raha tha. Aadmi bola, "Chus randi... tera muh kitna garam hai... birthday pe yeh gift..."

Thodi der baad aadmi ne ladki ko bed pe letaya, panty utari – chut geeli aur pink. Lund andar daala, ladki josh se boli, "Yes yes... ahh... or jor se... chod mujhe jaanu... teri randi hoon aaj..."

Aadmi bola, "Mera birthday gift nahi diya tune abhi tak..."

Ladki haske, moan karte hue, "Arre sir... wo aapko jarur milega... aap apni aankhein band karo... surprise hai."

Ladki camera se hat gayi, bas aadmi tha wahan, lund hilata hua.

5 min baad awaaz aayi, "Aankhein kholo sir..."

Aadmi ne aankhein kholi, lund hilate hue bola, "Baby... isme toh tu puri randi lag rahi hai... kya maal ban gayi hai!"

Ladki boli, "Haan hu toh main teri randi... aaja meri rakhail ko chod..."

Wo ladki frame mein aayi – black colour ki sexy lingerie pehni thi: top part open tha, boobs poore bahar, nipples hard aur pink, lace straps shoulders pe, beech mein kuch nahi – boobs free bounce kar rahe the. Neeche thong style panty, chut ka area sirf ek thin lace se dhaka, patli si dori gaand ke beech mein gayi hui, gaand ke cheeks poore exposed. Black stockings thighs pe, high heels. Body poori oily chamak rahi thi, jaise massage oil lagaya ho – fair skin glow kar rahi thi, heavy boobs hil rahe the har kadam pe, gaand massive aur round, jiggle karti hui. Gaand ke upar, thik hips ke neeche, black marker se likha tha "Birthday Gift" aur arrow sidha gaand ke ched tak – pink asshole saaf dikh raha tha thong ke beech se.

Aadmi ne phone uthaya, zoom kiya gaand pe, "Yeh kya hai randi?"


Ladki ne gaand hilate hue boli, "Aapke liye gift meri jaan... meri unchi gaand... aaj pehli baar... mujhe puri aurat bana do. Mere pati se nahi hua, bachha hone ke baad bhi main kuwari si feel kar rahi thi sir... bas aap hi ho jisne mujhe pyar diya, ahsas karwaya mere aurat hone ka... aaj teri rakhail teri gaand de rahi hai birthday pe..."


Aadmi excited, "Ohhh baby... mere liye? Teri tight vergin gaand... pehli baar mera lund le gi?"

Ladki moan ki, "Haan sir... pel do... phaad do meri gaand ko... Aapka gift... Unwrap kro ise"
"Thank you for the gift darling"


Rahul or tezi se lund hilane laga apni bewi ko us ladki ki jgh imagine krke.

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Aadmi ne panty ki patli dori side karke gaand ka ched expose kar diya – pink, tight, virgin jaisa ring, thoda sa geela lube se chamak raha tha. Usne zubaan daali, dheere dheere gaand ke ched ko chaatne laga – circle mein, andar bahar zubaan daal ke. Ladki ka poora badan kaanp utha, gaand hil rahi thi, thighs tight, "Ummm... umm... ahhh sir... ahhh... maza aa raha hai... kitna garam feel... ahhh... pehli baar koi aisa kar raha hai... ooooh... sir... aur gehra... ahhh..."

Aadmi ne zubaan andar daali, haath se gaand ke cheeks daba ke, "Saali... tune jo gift diya hai... tujhe khush kar dunga... naya phone chahiye na tujhe? Latest wala?"

Ladki moan karte hue, "Haan ahhh... ha sir... aaj jo do mujhe... ahh... manzoor hai... ahhh... aaram se karna please sir... dard mat dena... ahhhh..."

Rahul ab apna lund nikaal ke hilane laga, tezi se up-down, soch raha tha, "Saali kutiya... mujhe haath nahi lagane deti thi muh mein bhi nahi leti... aur yahan gaand marne ko khud bol rahi hai... daddy ke liye... ahhh... meri biwi ki gaand... phaad di jayegi... fuck..."

Yeh soch ke Rahul ka lund aur tight ho gaya, topi pe pre-cum chamak raha tha, veins ubhar aayi thi.

Video mein aadmi ne apne ungliyan ladki ki chut mein daali – geeli ungliyan nikaali, paani se coat kiya, phir gaand ke ched pe lagaya. Dheere se ek ungli andar – ladki ka badan hil utha, gaand tight, "Ahhh... sir... aaram se... pehli baar... strange feel... ahhh..." Aadmi ne dheere andar bahar kiya, ladki relax karne lagi, "Ahhh... thoda mazaa... par pressure... ahhh..."

Phir doosri ungli – ladki gasp ki, "Aaaahhhh... sir... do ungliyan... stretch... dard ho raha hai... ahhh... aaram se... please... meri gaand phat rahi hai... ooooh... kitna mota feel... ahhh..." Aadmi ne dheere dheere andar bahar, haath se gaand ke cheeks daba ke, "Relax kar... teri gaand tight hai... par mera lund jayega... moan kar kutiya..."

Teesri ungli – ladki chillayi, "Aaaahhhh... sir... teen ungliyan... phat gayi... dard... bahut dard... ahhhh... ruk jao... meri gaand ki diwaar jal rahi hai... ahhhh... please dheere... ooooh god... stretch... itna pressure... bachhedani tak feel ho raha hai... ahhhh... meri gaand phat rahi hai... sir please... ahhhh!"

Aadmi ne ungliyan andar bahar tez ki, ladki chadar pakad ke marod rahi thi, gaand hil rahi thi, thighs kaanp rahi thi, "Ahhh... sir... phir se chut mein ungli ki yaad dila di... ahhh... office ke cabin mein... hahaha... achha hua pakde nahi gaye... ahhhh..."

Rahul shock hua, "Ohh... toh yeh boss hai ladki ka... tabhi 'sir' bol rahi hai... yani agar mera shak sahi nikla aur yeh Anita hui toh... woh apne boss ke saath... office mein bhi... ahhh..." Rahul ka lund aur jor se hilne laga, topi pe pre-cum beh raha tha.

Video mein ladki boli, "Ahh sir... ab dal do... ahhh... meri gaand ready hai... ahhhh..."

Aadmi ne lund gaand ke ched pe lagaya – topi pe lube, dheere se dhakka maara. Sirf topi andar gayi – ladki ka poora badan kaanp utha, aankhein phail gayi, muh khula, cheekh, "Aaaahhhh... mar gayi... nahi please bahar nikaalo... phat gayi meri gaand... please nahi... mai mar gayi... ahhh... kitna mota... meri gaand stretch ho rahi hai... dard... bahut dard... ahhhh... sir ruk jao... please... ooooh god... phaad diya... meri gaand ki diwaar phat rahi hai... ahhhh!"

Aadmi bola, "Arre kya hua... abhi toh thik se gaya bhi nahi... relax kar kutiya..."

Ladki sisak rahi thi, "Ahh sir... dard ho raha hai... ahhh... itna mota... meri gaand phat gayi... please dheere... ahhhh..."

Aadmi ne haske bola, "Vo toh hoga bhen ki lodi... tujhe kya laga tha? Easy hoga? Ab le..."

Ladki boli, "Ahh sir... mujhe laga jhel lungi... ahh... vo kutiya ne toh bataya tha aasan hai... ahhhh..."

Aadmi ne ganda hasa, "Tu uski baaton mein kha aa gayi... usne toh bahut lund khaye hain gaand mein... ab tu bhi banegi..."

Ladki ne bag se lube nikaala, "Ahh sir... please mere bag se lube nikaal lo... safe side ke liye le aayi thi... please sir..."

Aadmi ne lube nikala, apne lund pe aur ladki ki gaand pe dher saara lagaya. Phir gaand ke muh mein lund lagaya aur jor se short dhakka maara – topi aur aadha andar.

Ladki ne muh khol ke chikhi, "Ahhhhh... krke... sir... phat gayi... dard... bahut dard... ahhhh... ruk jao... please... meri gaand jal rahi hai... andar aag... ahhhh... please sir... bahar nikaalo... ahhhh!"

Rahul ka maal haath mein gira – doosri baar jhad gaya, soch raha tha, "Anita ki gaand phat gayi hai... uske sir ke lund se... ahhh... saali kutiya..."

Video mein ladki boli, "Ahh please sir ruko... bas thodi der... ahhhh... phat gayi... dard... ooooh..."

Aadmi ruk gaya, pith sehlaane laga, "Relax kar... thodi der mein mazaa aayega..."

Ladki sisak rahi thi, aansu beh rahe the, "Ahh sir... dard... meri gaand laal ho gayi... please dheere..."

Phir aadmi ne tezi se gaand marna shuru ki – zor zor ke dhakke, pura lund andar bahar. Ladki jo Rahul Anita samajh raha tha, moan kar rahi thi, "Please sir aaram se... ahhh... dard... ahhhh... meri gaand phat rahi hai... ahhhh..."

Bol bhi nahi pa rahi thi thik se, moaning ke beech, "Ahhh... sir... ruk mat... ahhhh... mazaa bhi... ahhhh..."

Gand ka focus – laal, phooli hui, lund andar bahar, thoda khoon mix lube se. Sir bola, "Kya mast tight gaand hai teri... abse teri gaand roj marunga kutiya..."

Ladki, "Ahh ha sir... shhh... ahh... roj marna... mummy marna... ahhhh..."

Sir ne phone side kiya, ladki ke kulho ko aur upar kiya, gaand mein tezi se shots maare – chikho ki awaaz tez, "Ahhhh... sir... phir se phaad diya... dard..hora. ahhhh... meri gaand jal rahi hai... ahhhh..."

Ladki chadar ko jor se marod rahi thi, haath peeche kar ke hatane ki koshish, reham ki bheek maang rahi thi, "Sir please... ahhhh... dard... ruk jao... ahhhh..."

Aadmi ne apna kachha uske muh mein thus diya – "Chup kar kutiya... ab le poora..." Phir pura let ke gaand mein tez shots maare – **thop thop thop**, ladki ke muh se "Guuuguuu" muffled awaazein, aankhein aansu bhari, body kaanpti hui.

Aadmi ne "Ahh ahh... le saali... Teri gand bhar deta hu maal se.." bol ke maal gaand mein bhar diya – garam, thick, andar tak. Ladki ka badan hil utha.

Udhar Rahul bhi phir se jhad gaya – maal haath mein, thighs pe, bed sheet pe. Saans phooli hui.

Video mein ladki ne kachha muh se nikaala, peeche palat ke kiss kiya, "Sir... sorry... zyada toh nahi ho gaya?"

Aadmi bola, "Nahi baby... I love it... I love you..." Phir kiss hua, deep.

Aadmi ne lund bahar nikala – gaand laal, phooli, maal beh raha tha. Ladki ne panty se saaf kiya, phir lund chusa, thank you bola. Kapde pehente hue boli, "Late ho gaya... Rahul wait kar rahe honge... ahh dard ho raha hai... pehnte hue bhi... ahh..."

Video end – face nahi dikha, par kaan ka jhumka saaf dikha – wohi silver jhumka jo Anita roz pehenti thi.

Rahul ko jhatka laga – "Rahul wait... yeh nahi ho sakta... yeh toh same hai... aur naam mera hi le rahi hai... Anita... yeh Anita hi hai... boss ke saath... gaand marwa rahi hai... ahhh..."

Rahul shock mein baitha raha, lund abhi bhi half hard, dimag blank. Ab sach saamne tha – uski biwi, boss ki personal rand ban chuki thi.

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Rahul jaldi se washroom se bahar aaya, dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, video ke scenes abhi bhi aankhon ke saamne ghum rahe the – Anita ki gaand phat rahi thi boss ke motay lund se, wohi cheekhein, wohi humiliation, "Sir... phaad diya... meri gaand jal rahi hai..." Uske lund pe abhi bhi pre-cum ki chamak thi, teen baar jhad chuka tha aaj raat, par abhi bhi half-hard tha, dard kar raha tha.

Bedroom mein pahuncha toh Anita gehri neend mein thi – nighty upar sarak gayi thi, thighs spread, mangalsutra gale mein latka hua, boobs up-down ho rahe the saanson se. Rahul ka dil phir se dhadka. Woh soch raha tha, "Yeh gaand... kya sach mein phat gayi hogi boss ke lund se? Kaise pata chalega?"

Woh chupke se bed pe chadh gaya, Anita ki taraf mudha. Usne dheere se nighty aur upar ki, pink lace panty dikhi – wahi panty jo kal video mein thi? Usne panty ko dheere se neeche khiska, gaand expose kar di – round, fair, soft gaand, ched pink aur tight lag raha tha, normal dikhai de raha tha, koi laali ya swelling nahi. Rahul ne socha, "Normal lag raha hai... kaise pata chalega? Video mein toh khoon tha, phooli hui thi gaand... shayad kal ki baat hai, ab thoda recover ho gayi hogi?"

Usne curiosity mein ek ungli gaand ke ched pe lagayi – dheere se circle banaya, phir thoda pressure daala. Ungli thodi andar gayi – Anita ka badan hil utha, woh uth gayi, aankhein khuli, cheekh ki, "Ahhh... kya kar rahe ho jaanu? Chi... hatao wahan se... ahhh... dard ho raha hai!"

Rahul ruk gaya, ungli bahar nikaali, "Sorry baby... bas try kar raha tha... mood ho gaya hai kya tumhara?"

Anita ne blanket khinch ke gaand cover ki, thoda gusse mein, par smile ke saath, "Mood? Tumhare liye hamesha hai jaanu... par wahan nahi... ganda hota hai... aao so jao." Usne Rahul ko baahon mein kheench liya, gale laga ke so gayi, uski garam saans Rahul ke gale pe pad rahi thi.

Rahul ke mann mein abhi bhi wohi chal raha tha – video ke scenes repeat ho rahe the: Anita boss ke liye moan kar rahi thi, "Sir... phaad do meri gaand... humiliation mat karo... ahhhh... meri gaand jal rahi hai..." Rahul soch raha tha, "Kya sach hoga yeh? Meri biwi boss ki rand ban chuki hai? Office mein cabin mein, gaand chatwa rahi hai, ungliyan daalwa rahi hai... aur mujhe haath nahi lagane deti? Saali kutiya... mujhe humiliate kar rahi hai... par yeh sab sach hai ya mera dimag?"

Usne Anita ke gaand pe haath rakha blanket ke upar se, dheere se sehlaya – abhi bhi soft thi, par Rahul ko lag raha tha jaise andar se phooli hui ho, dard bhari. Woh soch raha tha, "Kal Pooja se milega... tattoo poochhunga, boss ke baare mein... ya Anita ko video dikha ke dekhunga reaction. Yeh secret nahi chalega zyada din."

Rahul gehri neend mein chala gaya, par sapne mein bas wohi scenes – Anita ki gaand phat rahi thi, boss ka lund andar bahar, humiliation se bhari moans, "Sir... kutiya hoon main... roj marna..." Aur Rahul jaagta raha, lund phir se khada ho raha tha.

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Agle din subah Rahul der se utha, dimag abhi bhi kal raat ke intense video scenes se bhara hua tha – Anita ki gaand phat rahi thi boss ke motay lund se, wohi humiliation bhari moans, "Sir... phaad diya... meri gaand jal rahi hai... kutiya hoon main..." Usne dekha Anita taiyar ho chuki thi – ek tight red blouse aur black pencil skirt mein, cleavage gehri, gaand skirt mein hil rahi thi. Woh usse baat karna chahta tha, kuch poochhna chahta tha, par Pooja bhi vhi

Pooja aaj bhi killer lag rahi thi – short black skirt, jo uski moti moti thighs ko expose kar rahi thi, upar white crop top, navel saaf dikh raha tha. Par aaj gaand ke upar wala tattoo nahi dikha – kamar bilkul saaf, smooth skin. Rahul bed pe leta tha, pajama mein lund semi-hard, soch raha tha, "Yeh tattoo kal tha... aaj nahi... shayad temporary tha."

Pooja ne Rahul ko ghurte dekha, naughty smile di, "Oho Rahul jii... subah-subah itna ghoor rahe ho? Kuch aur dekh rahe ho kya?" Usne aankhon se Rahul ke pajama ke ubhar ki taraf ishara kiya.

Rahul jaldi se blanket khinch ke chhupaya, sharma ke, "Arre nahi... bas aise hi..."

Pooja hasi, aur flirt karte hue boli, "Oho... khada ho gaya? Itna jaldi? Anita ko bataun?"

Rahul ka chehra laal, "Nahi nahi... bas..."

Anita paani lene kitchen gayi tab Pooja aur paas aayi, bed ke kinare baith gayi, skirt upar sarak gayi, thighs dikh rahi thi. "Kya hua? Tattoo ki baat kar rahe the kal? Aaj nahi dikha na?"

Rahul ne poochha, "Haan... woh kya tha? Dikha nahi aaj."

Pooja hasi, "Arre badi andar tak nazar ja rahi hai tumhari... jyada andar mat daalo warna Anita maar degi... haha. Temporary tha yaar, main aur husband Goa gaye the toh banwaya tha. Fun ke liye."

Rahul shocked, "Oh... tum married ho? Mujhe pata nahi tha."

Pooja wink ki, "Pata hota toh kya karte? Kuch nahi... khane mein bulaya hota? Haha."

Anita aayi, thodi baatein hui – normal, office ki, weekend plan ki. Phir dono ladkiyan nikal gayi. Rahul office nahi gaya – dimag mein sab chal raha tha. Woh bedroom mein gaya, cupboard khola, kapde dhundhe – wahi lingerie mili jo video mein thi, black open-cup bra aur thong, andar dabi hui kapdon ke peeche. Rahul ke aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, "Saali... yeh sab sach hai... meri biwi boss ki rand ban chuki hai."


Usne pure kapde faike, dhundhne laga – kuch aur mile proof. Upar ek ladies purse pada tha, usne nikaala – andar pen drive thi. Rahul ne laptop mein lagayi, videos khole – wahi sari videos, hotel room, gaand, anal, humiliation. Ek nayi video bhi thi – "Wedding Gift" naam se.

Video open hui – angle back side se shuru, ladki ek sari mein thi – red silk sari, blouse low-cut, cleavage killer, gaand sari mein hil rahi thi. Chehra blur nahi tha, par angle back se tha. Phir front hua – blouse par focus, wohi blouse jo Rahul ne Anita ko kharida tha, 4 hazar ka, usme Anita ki cleavage kitni kamal ki dikhti thi. Rahul ne us blouse mein baar baar choda tha Anita ko, lund khada ho jata tha dekh ke.

Kisses ki awaazein aayi – deep, wet, zubaan milati hui.

Aadmi (boss) bola, "Kya chusti hai tu saali... muh mein hi nikal jata abhi...tre chut ko bhi to chakhe ye lund.."

Ladki (Anita) moan ki, "Sir jaldi karo na please... sari mat utarna aaj... function mein hain sab... ahhh..."

Rahul ke mann mein, "Har baar main karta tha... aaj koi aur... meri biwi ka blouse khol raha hai..."

Aadmi ne blouse ke hooks khole, bra utari – boobs bahar aaye, nipples hard. Unko chusa zor se, bite kiya. Anita moan, "Ahhh... sir... kitna zor se... mazaa aa raha hai... ahhh... par jaldi... sab bahar hain..."

Phir aadmi ne usko ghodi banaya – sari upar uthayi, petticoat side ki, panty neeche ki. Lund chut mein daala, zor zor se dhakke. Anita josh se, "Yes yes... ahh... or jor se... chod do mujhe sir... function mein chud rahi hoon... ahhhh... Rahul dhundh raha hoga... jaldi karo... ahhh..."

Aadmi ne gande dialogues, "Le saali... teri chut meri hai... pati se chup k chud rahi hai... randi ban gayi hai tu.... kutiya!"

Anita, "Ahhh... sir... haan... main aapki randi hoon... chod do... Rahul ko pata nahi chalna chahiye... ahhhh... yess... jaldi... ahhhh!"

Aadmi ne chut mein hi jhad diya, "Ahhh... le saali... mera maal leke ja apne pati ke paas..."

Anita ne sari adjust ki, "Thank you sir... ab jaati hoon... Rahul wait kar raha hoga..."

Video end.

Rahul ke aansu beh rahe the, lund khada tha, dukh bhi tha par dekhne ka mann bhi kar raha tha – Anita ko chudate hue, boss ke saath. Usne socha, "Kab hua hoga yeh? Ha... 2 hafte pehle rishtedar ki shaadi mein gaye the... Anita washroom ke naam pe 10-20 minute gayab hui thi... wapas aayi toh sari kharab thi, blouse gila, boli ulti aa gayi thi, food poisoning, pet kharab... jaldi wapas aaye the... aur ek din mein hi thik ho gayi. Woh kala sa jo pith mein dikha tha... temporary tattoo ya marker se likha 'Birthday Gift' wala... ohh meri biwi logo ko gaand gift deke aayi... public toilet mein chudi... mere rishtedar ki shaadi mein, jab main paas mein hi tha... chi..."

Rahul ka dil toot gaya – Anita bewafa thi, dhoka diya usne. Raat ko bataayega sab. Par abhi bhi excitement tha – video dekh ke lund khada tha. Woh soch raha tha, "Yeh sab sach hai... meri biwi boss ki rand ban chuki hai... humiliation se bhar gayi hai... ab kya karun?"

Tabhi phone aaya vo Anita ki maa ka tha

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Rahul ghar mein akela baitha tha, gusse aur betrayal ke aag se jalta hua, dimag mein bas wohi video ghum raha tha – Anita ki gaand boss ke motay lund se phat rahi thi, wohi cheekhein "Sir... phaad diya... meri gaand jal rahi hai...", aur uske muh mein kachha thus ke humiliation. Usne socha, "Aaj Anita aayegi toh sab poochhunga... videos dikhaunga... poochhunga kyun dhoka diya... kyun boss ki rand ban gayi... kyun meri biwi ne mujhe bewafa banaya." Aansu beh rahe the, par lund abhi bhi hard tha – jealousy, gussa, aur wild arousal sab mix ho kar usko paagal kar rahe the.

Tabhi Anita ki maa ka phone aaya. Maa ki awaaz roti hui, "Beta Rahul... Anita ke papa ki tabiyat bahut kharab hai... minor heart attack aaya hai... hospital mein hain... tum log jaldi aa jao please." Rahul ka dil dhadak utha, gussa ek taraf, tension dusri taraf.

Usne Anita ko call kiya – pehli baar nahi uthaya. Dusri baar uthaya, par lambi lambi saansein le rahi thi, haanf rahi thi, jaise daud ke aayi ho ya... kuch aur kar rahi ho. Background mein halki si awaaz thi – jaise kisi door band hone ki, ya saans ki. "Hello... jaanu... haan... bol..."

Rahul ne poochha, "Kya hua baby? Aise kyun haanf rahi ho? Meeting khatam hui?"

Anita ne jaldi se bola, "Arre... call sun ke daud ke aayi hoon meeting se... phone seat pe hi chhut gaya tha... abhi boss se baat karke leave le rahi hoon. Kya hua?"

Rahul ne bola, "Teri maa ka phone aaya... papa ki tabiyat kharab hai... heart attack... hospital mein hain. Jaldi ghar aana padega."

Anita shocked, "Ohh... main abhi boss se baat karke leave leke aati hoon. Tum car leke aao, main office se direct milti hoon." Uske voice mein thoda sa tremble tha, jaise excitement ya guilt mix.

Shaam ko dono Anita ke ghar pahunche. Papa hospital mein the – minor heart attack tha, bach gaye the, par doctor ne kaha rest chahiye, koi saath rahe. Ghar mein koi nahi tha, isliye Anita ruk gayi ek hafte ke liye. Rahul wapas akele ghar aa gaya – room mein akela, dimag mein chaos. Bahut mann tha baat karne ka, videos dikha ke poochhne ka, par ab nahi kar paya. Raat bhar jaagta raha, sochta raha "Meri biwi boss ki rand ban chuki hai... gaand gift deke aayi thi shaadi mein... chi..."

Agle din Rahul office gaya. Dimag abhi bhi usi mein tha. Lunch break mein Jeevan se baat hui, kaam ki baatein, par Rahul ka dhyan nahi tha. Phir khana khane gaya toh Pooja mili – aaj tight blue jeans mein, ass killer lag rahi thi, gaand hilti hui har kadam pe, upar white crop top, navel khula, boobs ka shape saaf, nipples thode hard the AC se ya excitement se. Javed bhi saath tha.

Jaeevan ne Rahul ko dekha, "Saale mat dekh parayi aurat ko."

Rahul bola, "Arre yahi Pooja hai."

Javed excited, "Achha... woh bhenchod kya maal hai yaar... iska figure bhabhi jaisa hi hai... mast boobs, gaand... hayeee."

Rahul ne gusse se, "Ht be..."

Javed ne sorry bola, "Sorry yaar... waise nahi bol raha tha... tu bhabhi ko chodta hai, mujhe iski dila de na."

Rahul ne gusse mein, "Hat saale kamine."

Pooja se hello hua, thodi baatein – Pooja ne flirt kiya, "Rahul ji... Bhabhi nhi hain to Ladko k sath ghum rhe ho" Rahul has bola, "are yr Mera friend hai Jeevan sath me kaam krte hain."
Hello hi hue donu me

Jeevan ko call aaya to woh chala gaya. Pooja aur Rahul akela baith gaye. Baatein shuru hui.

Pooja ne smile di, "Rahul ji... aap bahut handsome ho... Anita lucky hai. Par aap bhi toh dekhte ho mujhe... kal tattoo wali baat..."

Rahul ne flirt kiya, "Haan... mast lagti ho... figure killer hai. Jeans mein aaj to bs aap kamal lag rhe ho... hayeee."

Pooja hasi, "Oho... nazar andar tak jaati hai... zyada andar mat dalo warna Anita mar degi."

Rahul ne haske, "Agar Anita nahi hoti toh?"

Pooja ne wink di, "Toh shayad... kuch hota. Aapki nazar mein woh aag hai..."

Rahul ka lund pant mein khada ho gaya, woh soch raha tha "Yeh ladki bhi... Anita ki tarah flirt kar rahi hai... par main... main abhi bhi usse pyar karta hoon... ya nahi?"

Sham ko milne ka plan bana – "Shaam ko coffee pe milte hain?" Pooja ne haan bola, "Haan... aur thoda zyada time... baatein karenge."

Aise hi 4 din beet gaye – Rahul office jaata, Pooja se lunch, coffee, baatein. Flirting aage nikal gayi – Pooja kamar mein touch karti, Rahul haath uski thighs pe rakh deta, Pooja kuch nahi bolti, bas smile deti, kabhi kabhi uski ungliyan Rahul ke haath mein phirati. Dinner hone lage – restaurant mein, haath pakadna, whisper mein double meaning, "Rahul ji.. aapki biwi door hai... mann kar raha hai na kuch karne ka? Ya bs apne hathon ka sath chl ra hahaha.."

Rahul ka dil dhadakta, "Pooja... yeh galat hai... par tum... tum bahut hot ho... aapki gaand dekh ke... ahh..."

Pooja ne haath uski thigh pe rakha, "Toh kar lo na... ek raat... sirf ek raat...hahaha"
Anita se baat hoti thi bich bich me par abi tak Rahul ne nhi pucha tha socha jab wapas aaunga tab puchunga Anita or bachha vhi the.

Ek raat dono pub gaye – daaru pi, nashe mein dono garam ho gaye. Shots, cocktails, dance floor pe close dance – Pooja ki gaand Rahul ke lund pe ragad rahi thi, Rahul ke haath uski kamar pe, boobs dab rahe the. Pooja uska pura sath de rhi thi.

Pooja ne bhut pee li thi apne ghar ka rasta tak nhi bta pa rhi thi Rahul usko leke aaya apne ghar pe. Guest room me usne pooja ko litaya, Pooja ne bade pyar se dekha, aankhein aankhon mein, haath Rahul ke gaal pe. Kiss hua – deep, wild kiss, zubaan andar, haath Pooja ke boobs pe. Pooja moan ki, "Ahhh... Rahul... kitna josh hai tum mein... chuso mujhe... meri chut geeli ho gayi hai tumhare liye..."

Rahul ne usko bed pe dhakka diya, top upar kiya, bra kholi – boobs bahar, nipples hard aur pink. Chusne laga, bite kiya, Pooja "Ahhh... yes... chuso zor se... meri nipples phaad do... ahhhh..." Usne Rahul ke pajama neeche kiya, lund bahar nikala, haath mein pakda, "Kitna mota hai... mujhe chahiye yeh..."

Par suddenly Rahul ruk gaya, utha, aankhein band ki, "Nahi Pooja... main shaadi-shuda hoon... yeh galat hai... main nahi kar sakta. Anita... meri biwi... usne dhoka diya, par main... main nahi kar sakta."

Pooja hairaan, "Rahul... kya hua? Itna josh me thi mai.. tum mujhe chah rahe the na?"

Rahul bola, "Sorry... main ja raha hoon." Woh wahan se chala gaya, Pooja ko pyasa chod ke, uski chut geeli, boobs hard, par Rahul ka dil toota hua tha.

Vo apne room me gya bed pe let gaya – dimag mein Anita ki betrayal, Pooja ka temptation, sab mix. Usne socha, "Anita ne dhoka diya... main bhi kyun na... par nahi... main usse pyar karta hoon... par yeh sab sach hai toh... kal jab wapas aayegi, sab bataunga usko. Videos dikhaunga, poochhunga kyun... kyun boss ki rand ban gayi... kyun meri biwi ne mujhe bewafa banaya."

Rahul raat bhar jaagta raha, dil toota hua, par gussa aur lust se bhara. Tabhi ek msg aaya Jeevan ka
Ye dekh 1 min ki hai but mst hai office ki hai.

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Rahul ka gussa ab pure badan mein aag ki tarah fail gaya tha – video mein office ki table pe Anita ka name card saaf dikh raha tha, "Soham Enterprises – Anita Sharma, Senior Executive". Gaand ka close-up angle, boss ka mota lund andar bahar, **phat phat phat phat** ki zor ki awaazein, lube se chamak raha tha. Anita ki cheekh aur moan mix, "Ahhh sir... yahan bhi chain nahi na aapko... ahhh... office mein bhi meri gaand phaad rahe ho... yess daddy... harder... ahhhh... meri gaand jal rahi hai... phat gayi... ahhhh... kitna mota... stretch kar raha hai... meri gaand ki andar ki har diwaar pe aapka lund feel ho raha hai... ooooh god... ruk mat... pel do zor se... ahhhh... main teri office ki kutiya hoon... roj maro gaand... ahhhh!"

Aadmi ka ganda hasa, "Haan saali... teri gaand hi aise hai... tight aur juicy... ahhh... kya sexy lag rahi hai tu aaj office mein... ... moan kar zor se... tere pati Rahul ko pata chalega toh kya karega... ahhhh... le mera lund poora le gaand mein... teri shadi-shuda gaand ab meri hai... kutiya... randi... ahhhh!"
Anita ki aawaj aayi - Bhad me gya Rahul mera koi vasta nhi usse aap hi ho mere sab kuch ahhh
Rahul ki aakho me aashu aa gye.
Aadmi ki shirt saaf dikh rahi thi, tie side mein, pant aur kachha ghutno tak neeche – matlab boss office mein hi, desk pe Anita ki desh chehra to nhi dikh rha buy kya fayada hai to Anita hi, or yha office me uska boss usko ghodi bana ke pel raha tha, aur Anita bilkul nangi, sgaand upar karke, boobs hil rahe the har dhakke pe, nipples hard aur laal, chut se paani beh raha tha. Rahul ka muh safed pad gaya, aansu behne lage, "Saali... office mein bhi... boss ke liye... meri biwi... chi... bewafa kutiya... mera naam leke boss ko randi ban rahi hai..."

Tabhi video mein caller tune baji – "Mile ho tum hamko... mile ho tum hamko..." Rahul ka dil ruk gaya. "Ohh... yeh toh mera hi ringtone tha... Anita ne mere nk k liye hi lagaya tha... jab boss uski gaand mein lund daal raha tha..."

Anita ne moan karte hue bola, "Ahh... dekho ahh... kiska phone hai... ahhhh... sir... reply karo na... ahhhh..."

Aadmi ka haath aaya phone pe, usne dekha aur ganda hasa, "Rahul ka hai......."
Rahul ka muh aur safed, "Yeh... yeh sach mein Anita hai... boss ko bata rahi hai mera naam... aur gaand mein lund le rahi hai..."

Anita ne moaning ke beech bola, "Ahh...bh... aawaz jayegi kya? ... ahhhh... mein.. ahhhh... ahhhh!"

Reply aaya – "Pata nahi.....chod na"

Phir caller tune band ho gayi, par chudai jari – aadmi ne lund gaand se nikaala, "Le ab chut mein le saali..." Lund chut mein daala, zor zor se dhakke, Anita ki halki si cheekh taki bhara aawaj na jaye cabin se, "Ahhhh... mummy... sir... chut mein... ahhhh... poora andar...dal diya hhh yess... ahhhh... ahhhh... par ruk mat... chod mujhe... teri randi hoon office mein bhi... ahhhh... meri chut phaad do... yess daddy... harder... ahhhh... meri chut jal rahi hai... kitna mota lund... Rahul ka toh chhota sa..ahh tha... ahhhh!"

Tabhi dobara caller tune baji. Is baar aadmi ne camera phone ki taraf kiya – screen pe Rahul ka chehra, naam "Pati Dev ♥️". Aadmi hasa, "Are phir aa gaya iska phone... thoda camera hila...

Anita ne moan ki, "Ahhh...nikalo..."
Aadmi "chl niche baith...."

Video end ho gyi
Rahul ka gussa ab aag ban gaya – "Yeh Anita thi... office mein boss se chud rahi thi... mera phone aa raha tha aur woh moan kar rahi thi... saali kutiya... mera naam leke boss ko randi ban rahi hai... chi... rone laga, phir gusse mein khada ho gaya. "Iska badla toh main lunga... usne kya laga, agar woh kar sakti hai toh main nahi? Main bhi dikha dunga ki main kya hoon... Pooja... ab tu hi..."

Woh sidha guest room mein gaya jahan Pooja so rahi thi – darwaza khola, andhera tha, Pooja blanket mein leti hui, Rahul ka lund khada hi tha– gusse aur lust se. Woh blanket ke andar ghus gaya, Pooja ke paas, dekha vo abi b waise hi soyi hai sayad nashe me hai – heavy, soft, nipples hard aur pink. Rahul ne muh lagaya, zor zor se chusne laga, tongue se nipples ko tease kiya.

Pooja ki neend khuli, moan nikal gaya, "Ahhhh... Sss..... ahhhh... kya kar rahe ho... ohhh yesss... chuso... zor se... ahhhh... nipples phaad do... ahhhh... kitna josh... meri chut geeli ho gayi... ahhhh..."

Rahul ne, panty side ki – chut geeli aur pink, clit phooli hui. Rahul ne zubaan daali, chatne laga – clit suck kiya, zubaan andar bahar, fingers se labia khol ke andar tak. Pooja ki aankhein poori khul gayi,  aawaj aayi..."ahhhhh are kya kr rhe ho sii....."Bolte hue usne niche dekha "Rahul...ohh...aahhhh... ahhhh... ohhh yesss... Rahul... chut chat rahe ho... ahhhh... kitna achha... ohhh... kha jao meri chut ko... ahhhh... tongue andar... yesss... meri chut phaad do zubaan se... ahhhh..."

Pooja ne Rahul ka muh andar daba diya, hips upar uthaye, "Ahhhh... yesss... aise hi waah... ahh darling... kash pehle pata hota... tum itna achha chut chuste ho... ahhhh... yess... kha jao... ohhh god... aa rahi hoon..." Pooja jhad gayi – body kaanp gayi, paani Rahul ke muh pe gira, "Ahhhhh... yesssss... jhad gayi... ohhh Rahul... ab lund daalo... meri chut bhar do... ahhhh..."

Rahul nahi ruka – gusse mein, revenge mein, woh chatna jari rakha, zubaan andar daal ke, clit pe zor se suck. Pooja ka dusra orgasm build hone laga, woh chillayi, "Ahhhh... Rahul... ruk mat... phir se... ahhhh... meri chut jal rahi hai mazaa se... ohhh... yesss... darling... ahhhh... chod do ab... lund daalo... ahhhh!"

Phir Pooja ne Rahul ka muh hataya, upar khincha, uska face pakda aur wild kiss kiya – zubaan andar, saliva mix, gale ko chatna, Pooja ne Rahul ke gale pe bite kiya, "Ahhh... Rahul... tumhare gale ki smell... kitni sexy... ahhhh... tumhari biwi door hai... aaj main teri hoon... chod mujhe jaise boss chodta hai Anita ko... ahhhh..."

Rahul ne gusse se bola, "Haan... aaj tu meri randi banegi... le..." Usne Pooja ke boobs chusne lage – nipples zor se, bite kiya, haath se masla, Pooja ki cheekh, "Ahhhh... Rahul... nipples kaat do... yess... chuso zor se... meri chuchiyan tumhari... ahhhh..."

Pooja ne Rahul ka boxer utara lund bhar nikala, hard aur throbbing, topi pe pre-cum. Pooja ne muh mein liya, chusna shuru – deep throat, gwak gwak awaazein, saliva latak raha tha, "Mmmphhh... kitna tasty... ahhhh... Rahul... muh bhar gaya... yess... zor se... muh chod do..."

Rahul ko video yaad aa gaya – Anita boss ka lund chus rahi thi, "Sir... kitna tasty..." Gusse mein Rahul ne Pooja ka sar pakda, jor jor se muh chodne laga – **thok thok**, Pooja ke muh se "Uak uak uak" awaazein, aansu nikal aaye, par woh ruk nahi rahi thi, "Mmmphhh... ahhh... Rahul... zor se... muh chod do... ahhhh... meri gaand bhi... ahhhh..."

Thodi der mein Pooja ne thapthapaya, rukwaya, "Aaram se tiger... warna muh mein hi jhad jaoge... chut nahi marni kya?"

Rahul ne gusse aur lust se bola, "Kyun nahi marunga... le saali..." Usne Pooja ko liya diya, bed pe dhakka diya, panty utari – chut geeli, pink, paani beh raha tha. Lund chut ke muh pe tikaya, geeli thi chut poori, topi ragdi, phir ek jhatke mein andar daala.

Pooja chillayi, "Ahhhhh... Rahul...... ahhhh... meri chut bhar gayi... yess... pel do... ahhhh... Anita se zyada zor se... ahhhh... chod mujhe... teri randi ban jaungi... ohhh god... aur gehra... ahhhh! Meri chut phaad do... yess... harder... ahhhh!"

Rahul ne zor zor se dhakke maare – **puch puch puch**, chut se wet awaazein, Pooja ke boobs hil rahe the, nakhun Rahul ki pith mein gadhe, "Ahhhh... Rahul... yess daddy... meri chut phaad do... ahhhh... kitna josh... ohhh... jhad rahi hoon... ahhhh... ruk mat... harder... ahhhh!"

Rahul soch raha tha, "Yeh badla hai Anita ka... tu boss ke liye gaand khol rahi thi... main Pooja ki chut phaad raha hoon... ahhh... saali bewafa... le yeh le..." Usne Pooja ko ghodi banaya, peeche se pela – gaand hil rahi thi, thappad maara, "Le kutiya... teri gaand bhi marunga... ahhhh... moan kar zor se... Anita ki tarah..."

Pooja do baar jhad gayi, "Ahhhh... yess... gaand bhi mar lo... main teri hoon... ahhhh... Rahul... love you... chod do mujhe roz... ahhhh! Meri chut... gaand... sab tumhari... ahhhh!"
Rahul Gand me Marne laga chate phat phat. Pooja moan krti "ahhh yesss ahhh maro mujhe ahhh" uske dimag me abi b Anita ki chudai ka scene chl rha tha
Rahul ne socha yr Jeevan shi bol rha tha gand to Anita or Pooja ki same type hi hai...
Rahul ne 15 minute non-stop pela, phir chut mein hi jhad diya – "Ahhhh... le saali... mera maal... ahhhh... teri chut bhar di... ." Pooja thak ke let gayi, Rahul uske paas, dono saansein phooli hui. 

Pooja ne kiss kiya, "Rahul... yeh raat... kabhi bhulunga nahi... Anita ko batana mat...please main uska bharosa nhi tod sakti..."

Rahul socha, "Yeh badla shuru hai... Anita ko bataunga sab par abi nhi..... par ab main bhi free hoon..." Usne Pooja ko hug kiya, so gaye. Anita ko wapas aane me abi 1 din or tha or Rahul ko pta tha vo kya krega us din.

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Aaj k liye kaafi update ho gye next ab confirm nhi kab aayega sayad jldi hi aa jaye or jldi hi raaz khulne wale hain 2-3 updates k bad hi...sorry abi images nhi mil payi update nhi kre...kisi or ko krni ho to kr do please

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