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Medical store se bahar nikalte hi main thodi si relief feel kar rahi thi. Unwanted-72 ki packet mere bag mein thi aur Rohan uncle ka haath meri kamar par tha. Hum dono market ki crowded galiyon se guzar kar ek acchi sea-view restaurant ki taraf chale. 



Restaurant ka naam tha “Ocean Pearl” — bahut fancy aur romantic lag raha tha. Beach ke bilkul paas tha, waves ki awaaz aa rahi thi.



Andar jaate hi cool AC ki hawa lagi. Hum ek corner table par baith gaye jahan se samandar saaf dikh raha tha. Waiter ne menu diya. Main ne light salad aur grilled fish order kiya, Rohan uncle ne steak aur wine.



Jaise hi waiter chala gaya, Rohan uncle ne mera haath pakda aur muskurate hue bola, “Ab bata beti… kal raat jab main tujhe chod raha tha, tune jo fantasy batayi thi… wo exhibitionism wali… risky jagah par sex karne wali… abhi bhi mann kar raha hai uska?”



Main thoda sharma kar apni ungli se glass ke kinare ko ferte hue boli, “Haan uncle… bahut mann kar raha hai. Wo thrill… ki koi dekh lega, pakad lega… wo dar aur excitement saath mein… mujhe bahut paagal kar deta hai. Jaise elevator mein aaj hua… wo waiter dekh raha tha aur aap meri gaand touch karwa rahe the… main bahut geeli ho gayi thi usme.”



Rohan uncle ne mere haathon ko apne hothon se chua aur kaha, “Mujhe bhi bahut accha laga tera reaction. Tu bahar se itni sharmili ladki ban rahi thi lekin andar se poori randi ban gayi thi. Aur bata… aur kya fantasies hain teri? Jo tu kabhi try karna chahti hai lekin abhi tak nahi kiya.”



Main thoda soch kar boli, “Ek toh wo outdoor sex… beach par. Ya terrace par khade-khade… neeche log ho. Dusri… car mein highway par… jaise professor sir ke saath kiya tha lekin aapke saath aur wild. Aur sabse wild… kisi club ke dark corner mein ya lift mein… jahan CCTV ho sakta hai.”



Rohan uncle ki aankhen chamak rahi thi. “Bahut naughty fantasies hain teri beti. Main sab poora karunga is vacation mein. Aaj hi shuru karte hain. Lunch ke baad room jaayenge… main waiter ko bulwaunga champagne deliver karne ke liye. Tu bathroom mein ja kar nayi red micro bikini pehen ke bahar aa jaana… jaise tujhe pata hi na ho ki waiter room mai hai. Wo dekh lega tujhe almost nangi… tera reaction dekhna hai mujhe.”



Main aankhen badi kar ke boli, “Uncle… sach mein? Wo waiter andar aayega aur main sirf chhoti si bikini mein bahar aaungi? Wo shock ho jayega… aur mujhe bahut sharam aayegi… lekin… haan… mujhe bhi ye bahut exciting lag raha hai. Aap promise karo ki aap mujhe safe rakhoge… aur thoda sa flirt bhi karoge uske saamne.”



Unhone hans kar kaha, “Promise. Main tujhe safe rakhunga tujhe kuch galat lage toh ek safe word banate hai jaise ki "MUMBAI" tu jaise hi wo bolegi mai samaj jaunga tu comfortable nahi hai. Tu jitna shy behave karna chahe kar......red bikini mein teri gaand jo bahar aayegi, Wo dekh kar control kar payega kya waiter?”



Main muskurate hue boli, “Pata nahi uncle… wo bikini itna chhota hai ki meri gaand ke dono side ke fande poore bahar honge. Aur upar se cleavage toh almost poori dikh rahi hogi. Agar wo dekh lega toh uska muh khula reh jayega.”



Rohan uncle ne mera haath dabaya aur dheere se bola, “Perfect. Ye hi toh mazaa hai. Teri fantasy ko live kar rahe hain. Aur bata… agar wo tujhe touch karne ko bole toh kya karegi tu?”



Main thoda soch kar sharmate hue boli, “Agar aap allow karo toh… thoda sa touch karne de sakti hoon. Lekin sirf gaand par… aur sirf aapki permission se. Mujhe dar bhi lagega lekin excitement zyada hogi.”



Hum dono lunch ke time bahut baatein kar rahe the. Food aaya toh hum khate-khate bhi baat karte rahe. Rohan uncle ne wine pilayi mujhe aur bola, “kal subha beach par bhi try karenge… tujhe red bikini mein le jaunga aur kisi dark spot par chodunga jahan log pass se guzar rahe hon.”



Main unki baaton se aur garam ho rahi thi. “Uncle… aap mujhe sach mein sab kuch karwaoge na? Main aap par poori tarah trust karti hoon. Jo bhi aap kahoge main karungi… bas mujhe safe rakhna.”



Unhone mera haath chuma aur kaha, “Tu meri hai beti. Main tujhe har tarah se enjoy karunga… aur har risk mein saath dunga.”



Lunch khatam kar ke hum wapas hotel ki taraf chale. Poore raaste main unke saath romantic baatein kar rahi thi — kaunsi bikini pehen kar beach jaungi, raat ko kya karenge, aur wo waiter wala plan kitna exciting hai.



Hotel pahunch kar hum room mein gaye. Rohan uncle ne turant phone uthaya aur room service ko champagne order kar diya. Phir mujhe dekha aur muskurate hue bola, “Taiyaar ho ja beti… red bikini pehen le. Jaise hi waiter aaye… bathroom se nikal kar aa jaana… jaise surprise ho.”



Main bathroom mein gayi, dress utari aur nayi red micro bikini pehen li. Mirror mein dekh kar khud hi hairaan reh gayi — ye bikini meri body par bilkul chhoti pad rahi thi. Meri gaand ke dono taraf ke fande bahar the, string beech mein chhup gayi thi. Uppar se cleavage itni deep thi ki lag raha tha stan bahar nikal aayenge.

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Bathroom ke andar main khadi thi, red micro bikini pehen kar. Mirror mein dekh kar mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Ye bikini itna chhota tha ki mere nipples barely cover ho rahe the — do chhote red triangles jo mere bhari stano ko barely hold kar rahe the. Neeche ka triangle aur bhi chhota tha, meri smooth choot ka outline almost saaf dikh raha tha aur peeche se sirf ek patli si string thi jo meri moti gaand ke beech mein chhup gayi thi. Meri gaand ke dono fande poore bahar the.

Bahar se knock ki awaaz aayi. Main door ke paas jaakar sunne lagi. 

Rohan uncle ne door khola.“Good afternoon sir,” ek familiar awaaz aayi. Wo elevator wala waiter tha — Asraf. Wahi jisne meri gaand touch ki thi. Uski awaaz sunte hi mera dil aur tez dhadakne laga.

Rohan uncle ne casually jawab diya, “Aa jao Asraf. Champagne table par rakh do.”

Main sun sakti thi unke kadam. Champagne bottle ki clink. Phir silence.

Main ne dheere se bathroom door khola aur bahar nikal aayi. Jaise maine notice hi nahi kiya ki koi aur room mein hai. Meri nazar seedhe Rohan uncle par thi. Main unki taraf excited smile ke saath chali.

“Uncle dekhie na… ye red wali bikini kaise lag rahi hai? Pehli baar pehni hai. Kaisi lag rahi hoon main?” main excited awaaz mein boli, jaise sirf unhi se baat kar rahi hoon.

Rohan uncle ne mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha. Unki aankhon mein wohi naughty chamak thi. Unhone dheemi, husky awaaz mein kaha, “Beti… tu aaj fire lag rahi hai. Ye bikini teri body par bilkul perfect hai. Tere stan almost nikalne wale hain aur gaand toh poori bahar hai. Main toh control nahi kar pa raha.”

Phir unhone Asraf ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi table ke paas khada tha, champagne rakhne ke baad. Unhone casually bola, “Asraf, tum bhi batao na… meri beti kaisi lag rahi hai is red micro bikini mein?”

Tabhi main ne pehli baar Asraf ki taraf dekha. Jaise maine abhi notice kiya ho ki wo room mein hai. Meri aankhen badi ho gayi. Main turant dono haathon se apne stano ko cover karne ki koshish karne lagi, jaise bahut shock ho gayi hoon.

“Oh my god… uncle… main nahi jaanti thi ki koi room mein hai… sorry… main abhi jaati hoon…” main sharma kar boli aur bathroom ki taraf mudne lagi.

Rohan uncle ne mujhe pakad liya. Unhone dheere se kaha, “Arre beti, tension mat le. Asraf accha ladka hai. Elevator mein usne pehle hi teri gaand touch kar li thi… toh ye chhoti si bikini dekhna koi badi baat nahi. Chhod de haath. Kuch nahi hoga.”

Main thodi der fake hesitate karti rahi. Haath abhi bhi stano par the. 

“Uncle… please… mujhe sharam aa rahi hai…” Lekin Rohan uncle ne dheere se mere haath pakde aur unhe hata diya. 

“Dekh Asraf… ab poori nazar se dekh le. Meri beti kitni sexy hai.”

Phir unhone mujhe slow se spin karaya. Main unke haathon mein ghoomti rahi. Pehle front view — mere barely covered stan, deep cleavage, tight red triangle neeche. Phir side, aur phir peeche — meri moti gaand poori dikh rahi thi, sirf thin string beech mein. 

Asraf ki nazrein mujh par atak gayi thi. Uska chehra thoda laal ho chuka tha lekin wo gentlemen ki tarah khada raha.

Asraf ne dheere se, respect ke saath bola, “Sir… ma’am bahut graceful aur beautiful lag rahi hain. Red colour unke fair skin par bahut accha suit kar raha hai. Figure… bahut elegant hai.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone pocket se 500 ka note nikala aur Asraf ke haath mein diya. “Arre bhai, itna formal mat bol. Hum friends ki tarah baat kar rahe hain. Seedhe seedhe bol… kaisi lag rahi hai meri beti? Dil se bol.”

Asraf ne note liya, thoda smile kiya aur ab thoda bold ho kar bola, “Sir… honestly… ma’am is bikini mein bilkul… jaw dropping lag rahi hain. Especially unki… curves. Ye micro size unke figure ko aur bhi highlight kar raha hai. Koi bhi dekh lega toh nazar nahi hata payega.”

Rohan uncle zor se hans pade. “Haan bhai… bilkul sahi kaha. Tera double meaning bhi samajh gaya main.”

Main side mein khadi thi. Smile aa gayi thi mere chehre par lekin main abhi bhi sharmane ka natak kar rahi thi. Nazrein jhukaye hue thi, haath thoda sa aage-peeche kar rahi thi jaise cover karne ki koshish. “Uncle… aap log… please…” main dheemi awaaz mein boli.

Rohan uncle ne Asraf ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi table ke paas khada tha. Unhone casually bola, “Asraf, champagne ke glasses bhar do na.”

Asraf ne bottle uthayi aur carefully do glasses mein champagne pour karne laga. Bubbles upar aa rahe the. Main abhi bhi red micro bikini mein khadi thi. Meri saansein thodi tez thi. Bikini itni chhoti thi ki har chhoti harkat se mere stan hil rahe the.

Rohan uncle ne meri taraf dekha aur dheemi, dirty awaaz mein bola, “Beti… abhi isko dekh kar mera mann kar raha hai tujhe isi room mein peeche se pakad kar faad doon. Ye chhoti si red bikini hata kar tujhe deewar se laga kar chod doon. Lekin abhi thoda aur mazaa lena hai is situation ka. Tu ready hai na?”

Main sharma kar unki aankhon mein dekhti hui boli, “Uncle… aap yahan Asraf ke saamne aisi baatein… mera dil tez dhadak raha hai.”

Asraf dono glasses le kar humare paas aaya. Usne pehle Rohan uncle ko diya, phir mujhe. Main glass lete hue uski aankhon se mil gayi. Uski nazar ek second ke liye mere cleavage par ruki, phir usne nazrein hata li.

Rohan uncle ne glass uthaya aur Asraf se bola, “Bhai, ek glass apne liye bhi bhar lo. Thodi cheers karte hain.”

Asraf ne turant politely mana kar diya. “Sorry sir, duty pe hoon. Drink nahi le sakta. Rules hain.”Rohan uncle ne zor nahi diya. Sirf muskuraye. 

“Theek hai, rules follow karo. Acchi baat hai.”Phir unki nazar meri taraf gayi. Unki aankhon mein wohi mischievous chamak thi jo elevator mein bhi thi. Unhone Asraf se dheere se poocha, 

“Asraf… thodi der aur ruk sakte ho kya? Meri beti ko thoda confidence dilane mein help karo. Bahut shy hai ye.”

Asraf thoda soch kar bola, “Sir… zyada der nahi ruk sakta. Agar manager se baat kar lein ki aapko room mein help chahiye… jaise clothes iron karne mein ya kuch arrange karne mein… toh permission mil sakti hai. Platinum tier guest ke liye manager usually mana nahi karte.”

Rohan uncle ne turant phone uthaya. Manager ko call lagaya. Main unki baatein sun rahi thi.“Haan… Rohan speaking… room number… waiter ko thodi der ke liye room mein help ke liye rakhna hai… ironing aur kuch arrange… haan….”

Call chal raha tha. Main side mein khadi thi. Glass haath mein thi. Red micro bikini mere sharir par thi. Asraf room mein tha. Do mard… ek mera father ka friend… ek hotel ka waiter… aur main almost nangi.

Mere man mein sochne lagi: Kya scene hai ye… main is room mein do aadmiyon ke saamne almost nangi khadi hoon. Ye chhoti si red bikini kuch nahi chhupa rahi. Mere stan barely cover hain… nipples almost dikh rahe hain. Neeche ka triangle itna chhota hai ki meri choot ka shape saaf nazar aa raha hai. Asraf pehle hi meri gaand touch kar chuka hai elevator mein. Ab wo yahan hai… champagne pour kar raha hai… aur Rohan uncle openly dirty baatein kar rahe hain. Mera dimaag porn movies ke scene mere saamne flash karne laga. Do mard… ek young ladki… threesome. Asraf jo sirf waiter hai… aur Rohan uncle jo papa ke dost hain… dono mujhe use kar rahe hain. Meri young body unke haathon mein. Ye soch kar meri choot geeli hone lagi. Nipples sakht ho rahe the… red cloth ke peeche se unka shape saaf dikh raha tha. Main try kar rahi thi ye thoughts control karne ki… lekin nahi ho pa raha tha. Excitement aur sharam dono saath mein the.

Rohan uncle ne call khatam kiya. Phone rakh diya. “Asraf… manager ne permission de di. Ab tu thodi der ruk sakta hai. Help ke naam pe.”

Asraf ne thank you bola. “Okay sir. Main yahin hoon.”

Rohan uncle ne meri taraf dekha. Unhone glass Asraf ke haath mein de diya. 

“Beti… tu aaj itni beautiful aur sexy lag rahi hai is red bikini mein… main kuch pics lena chahta hoon. kya tu allow karegi?”

Main thoda soch kar boli, “Uncle… theek hai… lekin pics aapko safe rakhne padenge. Kisi aur ko mat dikhana. Sirf aapke paas rahein.”

Unhone phone nikaala. “Promise. Ab table ke paas ja kar khadi ho ja. Natural pose de.”

Main table ke paas chali gayi. Champagne bottle aur glasses peeche the. Main thoda nervous thi. Asraf abhi bhi room mein khada tha… glass haath mein.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Asraf ka chehra laal tha lekin usne nazrein nahi hatayi. 

“Sir… ma’am… bahut… natural.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Nahi… natural. Haath mat laga.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Asraf, peeche se bhi le… full view.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

[shanayaslut]

Main bed par nangi leti hui thi, Rohan uncle ke seene se chipki hui. Unki chaudi chhati mere gaal ke neeche upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Unka paseena meri skin se mil raha tha. Asraf abhi bhi room mein khada tha… uski nazrein kabhi hum par, kabhi floor par. Meri Red micro bikini floor par padi thi, jaise koi proof ho ki main ab bilkul nangi hoon do mard ke saamne.

Mere dimaag mein sochen daud rahi thi…Kya main sach mein yahan hoon? Papa ke sabse purane dost ke saath… hotel room mein… poori nangi… aur ek waiter dekh raha hai. Kal tak main sochti thi ki main normal 19 saal ki ladki hoon… college, friends, thoda flirting. Aaj main unki personal randi ban chuki hoon. Unhone mujhe “beti” keh ke choda, thappad maare, meri chut mein cum bhara, aur ab pics le rahe hain… Asraf ke saamne.

Mera sharir abhi bhi garam hai. Meri choot geeli hai… itni geeli ki main feel kar sakti hoon wetness meri janghon par beh rahi hai. Nipples sakht hain, unki chest se ragad kha rahe hain. Har baar jab unka haath meri gaand par ferte hain, current daud jaata hai. Main control karna chahti hoon lekin nahi ho pa raha.

Asraf… elevator mein usne meri gaand touch ki thi. Tab main sharma gayi thi. Ab wo yahan hai… maine uske saamne top slip hone diya, usne mere bikini ke knots khole, mere stano ko adjust kiya, mere haath peeche kiye. Uske haath meri skin par the. Main feel kar sakti thi uski saansein. Kya wo bhi hard ho gaya hoga? Kya wo soch raha hoga ki ye uncle-beti ka scene asal mein kya hai?

Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai… bahut. Lekin us sharam ke saath ek ajeebsa nasha bhi hai. Ye risk… ye kisi aur ki room me presence… yehi toh meri fantasy thi. Outdoor, public, caught hone ka dar. Aaj wo fantasy sach ho rahi hai. Room mein teen log… do mard… ek nangi ladki. Agar koi door khol de… agar manager aa jaye… toh kya hoga? Ye soch kar meri choot aur geeli ho jaati hai.

Rohan uncle… unka lund abhi bhi sakht hai. Main feel kar sakti hoon usko apni jangh se. Unhone mujhe itna choda hai… missionary, doggy, pronebone, standing, shower… har baar andar cum kiya. Ab pics mein bhi full nude. Unka dirty talk, unka control, unki umar wali mardangi… sab mujhe paagal kar raha hai. Main unki “beti” ban kar unki randi ban gayi hoon. Ye soch kar guilt bhi aata hai… papa ka dost… lekin guilt se zyada excitement hai.

Mere man mein porn scenes ghum rahe hain. Do mard… ek ladki. Asraf aur Rohan uncle… dono mujhe iss hotel room me nanga kar ke meri chut baari baari se maar rahe hai, use kar rahe hain, jaise mai unki personal slut hun. Meri young body unke haathon mein. Kya uncle Asraf ko touch karne denge? Kya wo mere muh mein, meri choot mein…? Main in sochon ko rokna chahti hoon lekin nahi ruk rahi. Meri nipples aur sakht ho rahe hain. Main unke seene mein muh chhupa kar siski nikaal rahi hoon. 

Main kya ban gayi hoon? Bahar se seedhi, shy, acchi ladki. Andar se exhibitionist, cum-slut, risky sex ki diwani. Professor sir ke saath bhi risky kiya tha… car, rooftop, cabin… lekin ye level alag hai. Ye open hai. Ye shared hai. Asraf dekh raha hai… aur main enjoy kar rahi hoon.

Champagne ka taste abhi bhi muh mein hai. Room ki hawa thandi hai lekin mera sharir jal raha hai. Unke haath meri peeth par ghoom rahe hain… dheere, possessive. Main jaanti hoon aage aur kuch hone wala hai. Pics bas shuruaat thi. Ab maybe Asraf ko aur close aane denge… maybe mujhe unke beech mein lenge… maybe…Main apni taange thodi si ragad rahi hoon. Wetness badh rahi hai. Main unke kaan mein dheere se bolna chahti hoon “Uncle… ab aur…” lekin sharam rok rahi hai. Asraf ki presence meri sharam ko aur badha rahi hai… aur usi sharam se meri geelaapan.

Ye Goa ka trip meri zindagi badal raha hai. Main ab wahi ladki nahi rahi jo Goa aayi thi. Main unki ho chuki hoon… unki nangi, obedient, risky beti. Aur main isse rokna nahi chahti.

Mere aankhen band hain. Main unki dhadkan sun rahi hoon. Asraf ki halki si saans. Champagne ki bottle ki thandi si presence. Aur apni khud ki geeli, bechain choot.Ab kya hoga aage…?

[shanayaslut]

Main aur Rohan uncle bed par abhi bhi nange lete hue the. Meri taange thodi si khuli thi, meri geeli choot hawa se touch ho rahi thi. Rohan uncle mere bagal se uth gaye. Unka nanga sharir bed se alag hua. Unka mota lund abhi bhi adha sakht tha, thoda hilta hua. Unhone table se champagne ka glass uthaya aur Asraf ki taraf chale gaye jo abhi bhi room ke corner mein khada tha.

Main unhe dekh rahi thi. Do mard… ek nanga, ek abhi bhi uniform mein. Aur main beech mein nangi.

Rohan uncle ne glass se ek badi si ghoont li aur Asraf se casually baat shuru ki. “Asraf bhai… din bhar kaam karta hai na tu? Kabhi break milta hai properly enjoy karne ka?”

Asraf ne smile kiya. “Sir… kabhi-kabhi. Duty tight rehti hai. Lekin off days pe thoda time nikal leta hoon.”

Rohan uncle ne aur champagne liya. 

“Sex life kaisi chal rahi hai? Preference kya hai teri? Slow romantic ya hardcore?”

Asraf thoda hesitant tha lekin Rohan uncle ke open attitude se thoda free ho gaya. 

“Sir… mujhe thoda rough pasand hai. Control wala. Partner ko dominate karna. Lekin pehle acchi tarah warm-up.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Same here. Main bhi control pasand karta hoon. Shanaya ko dekh… main usko har positions mein ghumata hoon, thappad marta hoon, baal kheenchta hoon. Usse bhi pasand hai.”

Unhone meri taraf dekha. Main bed par leti hui unki baatein sun rahi thi. Mera chehra laal tha.

“Shanaya… tu bhi bata. Tujhe kaisa sex pasand hai? Slow ya jaise main karta hoon… rough?”

Maine sharmate hue jawab diya, “Uncle… aap jaisa… thoda rough… control wala… mujhe accha lagta hai.”

Rohan uncle ne Asraf se phir poocha, “Tu positions mein kya prefer karta hai? Doggy? Missionary? Ya kuch aur?”

Asraf ne kaha, “Sir… doggy aur pronebone. Peeche se control accha lagta hai. Partner ki gaand dekhte hue.”

Rohan uncle ne glass hilaate hue bola, “

Main bhi. Aaj subah pronebone mein isko choda tha. Poora weight daal ke. Iski gaand mere neeche dabi hui thi. Bahut mazaa aaya.”

Unhone phir meri taraf dekha. “Beti… tujhe kaunsi position sabse zyada pasand aayi aaj tak? Honest bol.”

Maine pillow se muh thoda bahar nikaal kar boli, “Doggy… aur standing. Aap jab mujhe utha kar chodte ho… wo… alag feel hota hai.”

Baatein chalti rahi. Rohan uncle aur Asraf sex ke bare mein openly discuss kar rahe the — stamina, cumshot preferences, dirty talk, kitni der tak control rakhna. Main bed par nangi unki har baat sun rahi thi. Meri choot unki baaton se aur geeli ho rahi thi. Main apni taange ragad rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne ek unexpected sawaal poocha. Unki awaaz mein mischievous tone thi. “Beti… tujhe curiosity ho rahi hai na? Asraf ke pants mein kya hai dekhne ki? Bol sach sach.”

Main turant sharma gayi. “Uncle… nahi… aisi koi baat nahi…”

Lekin unhone meri aankhon mein dekha. Wo jaante the. “Arre, main teri aankhen padh sakta hoon. Tu dekhna chahti hai. Asraf… meri beti ko dikha na. Kya chhupa rakha hai pants mein.”

Asraf ne thoda double meaning mein jawab diya. “Sir… agar ma’am dekhna chahti hain toh… main hide nahi karta. Jo hai so hai. Size se zyada use matter karta hai.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Sahi kaha. Dikha de bhai.”

Asraf ne dheere se apni pants ka belt khola. Zip neeche ki. Pants aur underwear ek saath neeche sarka diye. Uska lund bahar aa gaya.

Main bed par se dekh rahi thi. Pehli baar maine circumcised dick dekhi thi. Skin bilkul clean thi, koi foreskin nahi. Supada poora khula hua, thoda laal, smooth, aur shaft pe nasen saaf dikh rahi thi. Length average se thoda zyada, motai acchi. Wo semi-hard tha, thoda hil raha tha.

Main ekdum kho gayi thi. Professor sir ka aur Rohan uncle ka dono uncircumcised tha. Ye alag tha… clean, different shape, different look. Meri aankhen us par atak gayi thi. Main soch rahi thi ki ye chusne mein kaisa feel hoga, andar jaane mein kaisa lagega.

Rohan uncle ne meri expression padh li. “Dekha beti? Alag hai na? '. mardo k aise hi hote hai. Clean. Tujhe pasand aaya?”

Maine sharmate hue sir hilaya. “Haan… alag lag raha hai… pehli baar dekha hai aisa…”

Rohan uncle ne Asraf se poocha, “Bhai… meri beti touch karna chahti hai. Allow karega?”

Asraf ne meri taraf dekha. “Agar ma’am chahti hain toh… haan. Problem nahi.”

Main bed par se thoda uth kar baith gayi. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. 

Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Aa beti… paas aa. Touch kar. Feel kar difference.”

Main dheere se bed se utri. Meri nangi body Asraf ke bilkul paas thi. Maine haath aage badhaya. Uska circumcised lund mere naram haath mein aa gaya. Smooth, garam, alag texture. Maine dheere se upar-neeche kiya. Supada bilkul khula hua tha, koi skin nahi chhupa rahi thi.

Asraf ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ma’am… aapke haath bahot soft hai…”

Rohan uncle chair pe baithe the, champagne peekar dekh rahe the. “Kaisa feel ho raha hai beti? Alag hai na mere se?”

Maine unki taraf dekha, haath abhi bhi Asraf ke lund par tha. 

“Haan uncle… bilkul alag… clean… smooth…”

Main usko sahlati rahi. Meri curiosity poori tarah jag gayi thi. Room mein sirf humari saansein aur champagne glass ki halki si awaaz thi. Main nangi thi, do mard ke saamne, ek ka lund apne haath mein liye hue.

Mere man mein soch rahi thi: Ye kya kar rahi hoon main… waiter ka lund touch kar rahi hoon… Rohan uncle dekh rahe hain… aur mujhe mazaa aa raha hai.

Main abhi bhi Asraf ke bilkul paas khadi thi. Mera nanga sharir uske nange neeche ke hisse se kuch hi inch door tha. Mera right haath uske circumcised lund ko dheere-dheere upar-neeche kar raha tha. Uski smooth, clean skin meri ungliyon ke neeche garam aur thodi si sticky feel ho rahi thi. Supada bilkul khula hua tha, koi foreskin nahi, sirf soft-hard texture.

Tabhi Rohan uncle khade hue aur mere peeche aa gaye. Unka nanga sharir meri peeth se chipak gaya. Unka sakht lund meri gaand ke beech mein ragad raha tha. Unhone mujhe ghumaya nahi… seedhe peeche se mere gale mein haath daal kar mera muh apni taraf kheench liya aur gehra kiss karne lage.

Unki jeebh meri jeebh ke andar ghus gayi. Wild, possessive kiss. Main Asraf ka lund abhi bhi pakde hue thi. Kiss ke dauran unhone dono haathon se mere bhari stano ko pakad liya aur zor se masalne lage. Unki ungliyan mere sakht nipples ko pinch kar rahi thi, ghuma rahi thi..

“Mmmhh…” main kiss ke beech mein siskari bhar rahi thi. Mera left haath abhi free tha. Rohan uncle ne us haath ko pakda aur neeche le jakar apne khud ke mote, nasen bhare lund par rakh diya.Ab mere dono haathon mein do alag-alag lund the. Right haath mein Asraf ka circumcised, clean, smooth lund… left haath mein Rohan uncle ka uncircumcised, mota, veiny lund. Main dono ko ek saath upar-neeche karne lagi. Alag-alag feel. Ek bilkul bare supade wala, dusra skin se dhakka hua.

Rohan uncle mere hoth chuste hue, mere stano ko masalte hue dheemi awaaz mein bole, “Kaisa feel ho raha hai beti? Do lund ek saath haath mein....”

Main unki aankhon mein dekhte hue, dono lund sahlate hue haanfte hue boli, “Uncle… bahut ajeeb aur intense feel ho raha hai. Ek haath mein Asraf ka… bilkul smooth, clean, koi skin nahi… supada seedhe meri hatheli mein nazar aa raha hai… garam aur thoda pulse kar raha hai. Dusre haath mein aapka… itna mota, nasen ubhri hui, skin ke neeche se hard… aapka wala zyada bhari aur powerful lag raha hai. Dono ek saath… meri hatheliyan bhar gayi hain. Main control nahi kar pa rahi apne aap ko. Meri choot itni geeli ho gayi hai ki main feel kar sakti hoon wetness janghon par beh rahi hai. Nipples aapke haathon mein itne sakht hain ki dard sa ho raha hai… lekin mazaa aa raha hai. Do mard ke lund ek saath… pehli baar… mera dimaag kharab ho raha hai. Main lost feel kar rahi hoon… jaise main unki nahi rahi… bas ek body hoon jo dono ko feel kar rahi hai.

”Rohan uncle ne mera ek stan aur zor se dabaya aur dusre nipple ko ungli se ghumaate hue kaha, “Aur detail de. Dono mein farak kya feel ho raha hai exactly?”

Main dono haathon ki speed thodi badha kar boli, “Asraf ka lund… hatheli mein bilkul silky lag raha hai… supada smooth hai, thoda precum nikal raha hai jo meri ungliyon ko slippery bana raha hai. Jab main uske top ko thumb se ragadti hoon toh wo thoda jhatka khaata hai. Aapka lund… bahut zyada thick hai… meri ungliyan pure around nahi ja pa rahi… nasen ungliyon ke neeche ubhar rahi hain… jab main neeche se upar karti hoon toh skin thodi si sarakti hai aur andar se hard core feel hota hai. Dono ki garmi alag-alag hai… Asraf ka thoda tez pulse kar raha hai, aapka zyada solid aur heavy. Main dono ko ek rhythm mein le ja rahi hoon… aur har stroke ke saath meri choot mai kuch ho raha hai. Mujhe lag raha hai main abhi kisi bhi waqt jhad sakti hoon… bas unke touch se.”

Rohan uncle ne mera muh phir se pakad kar kiss kiya. Is baar aur gehra. Unki daadi mere gaal ko ragad rahi thi. Unhone mere stano ko neeche se uthaya aur ek ko muh mein le kar chusne lage jabki main dono lund sahlati rahi.

Asraf ki saansein tez ho chuki thi. Wo meri taraf dekh raha tha. “Ma’am… aapke haath… bahut soft…”

Main uski taraf dekhti hui, abhi bhi dono ko stroke karti hui boli, “Asraf… aapka lund alag hai… pehli baar aisa touch kiya hai… clean feel… mujhe… accha lag raha hai.”

Rohan uncle ne muh hata kar kaha, “Beti… speed thodi aur badha.”

Main speed badha di. Dono lund ab meri mutthi mein phadak rahe the. 

Maine aankhen kholi. Asraf meri taraf dekh raha tha, uska lund meri mutthi mein. Rohan uncle ka lund dusri mutthi mein. 

Main dono ko dekhte hue, stroke karti hui boli, “Meri choot itni geeli hai ki main khud ko touch karna chahti hoon lekin haath nahi hata pa rahi. Ye feeling… power aur submission dono ek saath…uncle… ye mazaaa.”

Rohan uncle ne mere dono stano ko ek saath dabaya aur kaha, “Acchi beti. Aise hi feel karti reh. Dono ko khush karti reh apne soft haathon se.”

Main unke kehne par dono lund ko aur acche tarike se sahlati rahi. Kabhi slow, kabhi tez. Kabhi sirf top, kabhi pure shaft. Meri saansein haanphne lagi thi. Meri taange thodi kaanp rahi thi. Room mein teen bodies ki garmi thi… do lund meri mutthi mein… ek mard mere stano ko possess kiye hue… aur main beech mein… nangi… unki.

Mere man mein sirf ek hi baat ghum rahi thi: Main do mard ke lund ek saath hold kiye hue hoon… aur mujhe isse rokna nahi hai.

[shanayaslut]

Phone ki ringtone room mein goonj uthi. Screen par “Papa Calling” likha aa gaya. Mera dil ek second ke liye ruk sa gaya. Main abhi bhi dono lund ko haathon mein pakde hue thi — right mein Asraf ka circumcised, left mein Rohan uncle ka mota. Rohan uncle ne turant samajh liya. Unhone mera phone uthaya aur mere kaan ke paas laga diya, saath hi mere muh par ungli rakh kar ishara kiya ki normal baat kar.Maine call receive kiya, awaaz jitni steady banayi ja sake banayi.

“Hello papa…”Papa ki awaaz aayi, thodi thaki hui. “Shaanaya beta… sorry beta, main properly call nahi kar paya. Office mein itna kaam aa gaya tha ki time hi nahi mil raha tha. Goa mein akeli kaisi manage kar rahi ho?”

“Main theek hoon papa… aap tension mat lo. Yahan sab accha hai.”

“Beta, maine ye batane k liye call kiya ki mai parsho tak aa jaunga. Tu bata, tera plan kya hai? Hotel theek hai na?”

“Haan papa, hotel bahut accha hai. Main manage kar lungi. Aap jab aao tab tak main yahin rehti hoon.”

Papa ne thoda ruke, phir poocha, “Rohan uncle se mili ya nahi? Unka number maine tujhe diya tha. Unse mil le, wo tujhe acchi tarah dekh lenge.”

Mere pet mein kuch hila. Main Rohan uncle ki taraf dekhi. Wo mere bilkul saamne nange khade the, Asraf bhi. Maine jhooth bola, “Nahi papa, abhi tak nahi mili. Unka room number kya hai? Main aaj dinner time pe unse milne ki koshish karti hoon.”

Papa ne number bata diya. Main pretend karti hui boli, “Theek hai, note kar liya. Aaj shaam milungi unse.”

Rohan uncle ne dheere se mujhe signal diya. Unhone mere kandhe par haath rakha aur mujhe neeche kneel karne ka ishara kiya. Main dheere se ghutno ke bal floor par baith gayi. Phone abhi bhi kaan se laga hua tha. Meri nangi body unke bilkul saamne thi.

Papa poochte rahe, “Aaj kahan-kahan gayi? Beach gayi? Shopping ki?”

Maine jhooth ka sequence banaya, “Haan papa, subah beach gayi thi thodi der. Phir market mein shopping ki… kuch kapde aur sunscreen liye. Lunch bhi bahar kiya. Ab room mein rest kar rahi hoon.”

Rohan uncle ne Asraf ke kaan mein kuch whisper kiya. Main clearly sun sakti thi — “Iske chehre pe daalna….”

Dono ne apne lund haath mein liye aur stroke karne lage. Main phone pe baat karti hui unke bilkul saamne ghutno par thi. Unke lund meri aankhon ke level par the, upar-neeche ho rahe the.

Papa ne poocha, “Khana properly kha rahi hai na? Akeli mat ghoomna raat mein. Safety ka dhyan rakhna.”

“Haan papa, main dhyan rakhti hoon. Aaj dinner hotel mein hi karungi. Aap batao, aapka kaam kab tak chalega?”

Papa ne apne meetings ke baare mein batana shuru kiya. Main “haan papa… theek hai… accha…” karti rahi. Uske beech Rohan uncle aur Asraf tez-tez stroke kar rahe the. Unki saansein bhari ho rahi thi.

Rohan uncle ne mera baal pakde aur mera muh thoda upar kiya taaki unka lund mere chehre ke bilkul saamne ho. Wo apna lund meri hothon ke upar ragad rahe the, lekin andar nahi daal rahe the. Main phone pe baat jaari rakhe hue unka precum apne hothon par feel kar rahi thi.

Papa bol rahe the, “Beta, Rohan uncle se milke unse bolna ki main jaldi aaunga. Unse baat kar lena properly.”

“Haan papa, zaroor milungi. Aap tension mat lo.”Tabhi Rohan uncle ki saans tez hui. Unhone apna lund mere chehre ke bilkul paas laaya aur pehli moti, garam dhaar meri chehre par giri. Phir dusri, teesri… unka cum mere forehead, aankh ke paas, hothon ke kinare aur chin par fail gaya. Main phone pe awaaz normal rakhte hue boli, “Papa, aap parsho ko aa rahe ho na? Main airport pe arrange karwa dungi.”

Papa ne kaha, "haan wo mai tujhe bata dunga flight book karne k baad" . Uske turant baad Asraf ne bhi speed badha di. Usne apna circumcised lund mere chehre paas laaya aur apna cum chhod diya. Garam, thoda alag texture wala cum mere chehre par fail gaya. Dono ka cum ab mere chehre par mila hua tha — maatha, gaal, hoth, chin sab geela.

Main abhi bhi phone pe thi. “Papa, main theek se kha rahi hoon, ghoom bhi rahi hoon. Aap apna khayal rakhna. Call pe late ho gaya toh main message kar dungi.”

Papa ne last mein kaha, “Theek hai beta. Rohan uncle se millena. Main jaldi aata hoon. Love you.”

“Love you papa… bye.”

Call cut hua. Main phone neeche rakha. Mera poora chehra dono ke cum se geela tha. Kuch boondein mere stano par bhi giri thi. Main abhi bhi ghutno par thi, dono mard mere saamne khade the, unke lund ab dheere-dheere soft ho rahe the.

Rohan uncle ne mera chin upar uthaya. “Call khatam?”

Maine aankhen unki taraf uthayi, chehre par unka aur Asraf ka cum liye hue. “Haan… khatam.”

Room mein ab sirf humari bhari saansein thi. Mera chehra unke maal se chamak raha tha, aur main unke beech mein nangi ghutno par baithi thi.

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Rohan uncle ne mera chin upar uthaya. Unki ungli mere cum-covered gaal par ferte hue unhone dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Beti… tu toh aaj next level pe chali gayi. Papa se baat karte hue face pe do mard ka cum le liya. kaisa laga tujhe ye sab?”

Maine unki aankhon mein dekha. Sharam aur excitement dono saath mein the. “Uncle… bahut risky laga. Papa ki awaaz kaan mein aa rahi thi aur aap dono mere saamne… main control nahi kar paayi. Jab aap dono apna lund hilane lage tabhi mai pehli baar jhad gayi ye soch kr ki mai phone pe baat kar rahi hun aur ye dono mere muh me naa daal de. Phir jab aapne pehle mere chehre pe maal nikala aur uske baad Asraf ne… mere face pe garam maal girte hi dusri baar aur zor se aa gayi. Itna intense pehle kabhi nahi hua.”

Rohan uncle ki aankhon mein khushi dikhi. Unhone mera baal sahlaaya. “Sach bol rahi hai? Call ke dauran do baar? Wah meri randi beti. Tujhe ye wala thrill bahut pasand aya lagta hai.”

Unhone Asraf ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi nanga khada tha, lund ab thoda soft ho chuka tha. “Asraf, tu bata… tujhe kaisa laga ye sab? maza aya tujhe?.”

Asraf ne thoda formal andaaz mein kaha, “Sir… accha laga. Alag experience tha.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. “Arre bhai, itna short mat bol. Ab tu friend hai. Elevator se lekar yahan tak sab dekh liya, touch bhi kar liya, pics mein help ki, haathjob li, face pe cum bhi kiya. Ab freely bol. Koi judgment nahi hai yahan.”

Asraf ne thodi der socha, phir thoda open hokar bola, “Sir… honestly… ye photoshoot aur jo abhi hua… main pehli baar aisa involve hua hoon. Ma’am ki body… figure… sab kuch next level hai. Itni curvy, soft, natural. Main soch bhi nahi sakta tha ki kabhi kisi aisi ladki ke saath nanga khada hoonga, uske haath mein mera lund hoga, aur uske face pe cum karunga. Lucky feel ho raha hai. Zindagi mein shayad dobara aisa chance na mile.”

Uske compliments sunte hi mera chehra aur laal ho gaya. Main nazrein jhukaye hue thi lekin andar se uski baatein achhi lag rahi thi. Maine dheere se, sharmili si double meaning awaaz mein kaha, “Asraf… aap bhi… kaafi interesting nazar aa rahe the. Clean… alag… mujhe bhi naya feel hua.”

Rohan uncle ne dono ko dekhte hue muskuraya. Phir Asraf se seedha bola, “Bhai, ek baat clear kar doon. Ye meri asli beti nahi hai. Mere purane dost ki beti hai. Kal beach pe pehli baar mili,. Raat ko room mein le aaya, raat bhar choda, subah bhi shower mein choda. Ab ye photoshoot aur ye sab…. Mujhe isse ‘beti’ bolna pasand hai kyunki us word se mujhe alag hi excitement milti hai. Usse bhi pasand hai.”

Asraf thoda surprise hua lekin usne sir hilaya. “Samajh gaya sir. Fir bhi… ma’am bahut special lagti hain.”

Hum teeno thodi der aur baatein karte rahe. Rohan uncle ne champagne ke last drops piye aur kaha, “Asraf, tu almost dedh ghante se yahan hai. Manager ko shaq na ho isliye ab jaana better hai. Lekin number de dena. Kabhi jarurat pade toh call karunga.”

Asraf ne apne phone se number share kiya. Usne apne kapde pehne — pants, shirt, belt. Main bhi khadi hui aur muh saaf kiya. Rohan uncle abhi bhi nange hi the. 

Asraf door ki taraf badha. Rohan uncle ne mujhe ishara kiya. Unhone mere kaan mein kaha, “Beti… asraf ko teri yaad mai ek goodbye kiss to de de.”

Main thodi der ruki nahi. Uthi aur Asraf ke paas gayi. Uske uniform pehne hue shareer ke bilkul kareeb. Maine uske dono haath meri gaand pe rakh diye aur mere dono haath uske kandhon par rakhe aur uske hothon par apne hoth rakh diye. Soft pehle, phir thoda gehra. Meri jeebh uski jeebh se mili. Aur asraf ko deep kiss ki aur wo meri harkat ka jawab dete hue meri gaand dabane laga.

Kiss todte hue maine dheere se kaha, “Bye Asraf… aaj ka din yaad rahega. Thank you”

Usne bhi dheere se jawab diya, “Bye ma’am… meri taraf se bhi.”Wo door se bahar nikal gaya. Click karke door band hua. 

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Asraf ke jaane ke baad main dheere se Rohan uncle ki taraf mudi. Door band hote hi room mein ek alag si silence chha gayi thi. Jaise hi meri nazar neeche gayi, maine dekha ki Rohan uncle ka lund phir se poora khada ho chuka tha — mota, nasen ubhri hui, supada laal aur tight. Itni jaldi?

Maine unki taraf dekhte hue poocha, “Uncle… aap phir se itne sakht kaise ho gaye? Abhi toh thodi der pehle… dono ne mere face pe kiya tha.”

Unhone mera haath pakad kar apne lund par rakh diya. Wo garam aur pulse kar raha tha. “Beti, tujhe pata hai kyun? Jab tu Asraf ko goodbye kiss de rahi thi… uske hothon pe apne hoth rakh kar gehra kiss kar rahi thi… aur uske haath apni gaand par le jakar usse dabwa rahi thi… uska haath teri soft gaand ko masalte hue… wo scene dekh kar mera lund turant phir se khada ho gaya. Tera wo obedient aur naughty mix… mujhe phir se paagal kar gaya.”

Unhone mujhe kheench kar bed ki taraf le gaye. Main unke saath bed par let gayi. Unka nanga sharir mere upar aa gaya. Unhone mera muh pakad kar gehra kiss shuru kar diya — jeebh andar tak, hoth chus te hue, daadi mere gaalon ko ragadti hui. Kiss ke dauran unke dono haath mere stano par aa gaye. Unhone unhe neeche se uthaya, dabaya, nipples ko ungliyon ke beech mein le kar ghumaaya.

“teri chuchiyaa abhi bhi kitni soft hai...,” unhone kiss todte hue kaha aur seedhe mere left stan ko muh mein le liya. Zor se chusne lage, jeebh se ghumate hue, kabhi halka kaat te hue. Dusre stan ko haath se masalte rahe. Main unke baalon mein haath daal kar unka sir aur kheench rahi thi.

Unka ek haath dheere-dheere neeche sarka. Meri janghon ke beech pahuncha. Unki ungliyan meri geeli choot par ferne lagi. Pehle sirf bahar, phir seedhe clit par focus. Gol-gol, dheere, phir thoda pressure ke saath. Main siskari bhar uthi.“Uncle… aahh… wahan…”

Unhone clit ko ungli se ragadte hue mere stan ko chusna jaari rakha. Main unke seene par naakhun gada rahi thi. Tabhi maine unse poocha, “Uncle… wo last kiss jo maine Asraf ko di… aapko kaisa laga? Sach batao.”

Unhone mera stan muh se nikaala, clit par ungli ghumate hue meri aankhon mein dekha. “Beti, mujhe aur dekhna tha. Sirf kiss nahi. Main chahta tha ki tu uske saamne ghutno par baith kar uska lund chus ti… gehra… uski aankhon mein dekhte hue. Phir usko bed par litakar upar baith jaati… uska lund apni choot mein le kar uske lund ko chodti apni chut se. Main side mein baith kar dekhna chahta tha… teri gaand hilti hui, tere stan uchalte hue, uske haath teri kamar par. Mujhe ye dekhna hai jab tu kisi aur ke saath hogi… especially jab main dekh raha hoon.”

Unki baatein sunte hue unki ungli meri clit par tez ho gayi. Main unki baaton ko absorb kar rahi thi — unka fantasy, unka dekhne ka shauk, mera kisi aur ke saath hona. Har word ke saath meri choot aur geeli hoti ja rahi thi. Unki ungli ab clit ko circular motion mein ragad rahi thi, kabhi upar-neeche, kabhi pressure badha kar.

“Uncle… aapko… really pasand hoga mujhe kisi aur ke saath dekhna?” maine haanphte hue poocha.

“Bahut. Tera wo shy + obedient look jab tu kisi aur ke lund ko touch karti hai ya kiss karti hai… mujhe andar tak uttejit kar deta hai. Aaj Asraf ke saath jo hua… kiss, gaand dabwana, face pe cum… wo bas shuruaat thi. Main aur dekhna chahta hoon.”

Unki ungli ab meri clit par perfect rhythm mein thi. Main unke kandhe pakad kar unke seene mein muh chhupa rahi thi. Unki baatein meri kaan mein goonj rahi thi — unka dekhne ka desire, mera kisi aur ke saath hona, unka control. Meri taange kaanpne lagi. Pet ke andar wo familiar pressure badhne laga.

“Uncle… main… aa rahi hoon…” maine unke kaan mein siskari bharni shuru ki.

Unhone speed nahi kam ki. Clit par continuous pressure. Unki ungli aur unke dirty words ne mujhe edge pe pahuncha diya. Meri body tan gayi. Taange unke haath ke around kas gayi. Teesri baar ka orgasm zor se aaya — waves meri choot se pure sharir mein fail gayi. Main unke seene mein cheekh daba kar jhad gayi, hips upar uthte hue, clit unki ungli ke neeche pulse karti hui.

Unhone meri clit ko dheere-dheere sahlate hue mujhe down aane diya. Main unke upar haanph rahi thi, nangi body unki nangi body se chipki hui. Unka lund abhi bhi meri jangh se sakht mehsoos ho raha tha.

Unhone mera baal sahlaaya. “Teesri baar… call ke dauran do, ab ye teesri. Tu aaj bahut sensitive ho gayi hai beti.”

Maine unke seene par haath rakh kar unki aankhon mein dekha aur seedha bola, “Uncle… ab bas karo. Mujhe ab lund chahiye. Andar. Abhi. Main aur nahi ruk sakti. Chodo mujhe.”

Unki aankhon mein wohi bhookh aa gayi. Unhone mera ek taang apne kandhe par uthaya, apna mota lund meri geeli choot ke muhane par set kiya. Supada meri folds ke beech mein dabaya. Dheere se pressure diya. Inch by inch andar ghusne laga. Meri choot uski motai se stretch ho rahi thi.

“Aaaahhh… uncle… dheere… itna mota…” main siskari bharte hue boli.

Unhone poora dhakka diya. Saat inch ka lund ek hi baar mein meri choot ke andar tak utar gaya. Meri aankhen band ho gayi. Unhone ruk kar mujhe adjust karne diya, phir dheere-dheere hilna shuru kiya. Bahar nikaalte, phir andar tak dhakelte.

Har thrust ke saath unke gote meri gaand se takra rahe the. Bed ki awaaz, hamari saansein, aur meri siskiyan room mein mil rahi thi. Unhone mera dusra stan muh mein le liya aur chusne lage jabki neeche se continuous dhakke de rahe the.

Main unke peeth par haath ferte hue enjoy kar rahi thi. “Uncle… bahut gehra… aap ka lund meri poori choot bhar raha hai… haan… aise hi…”

Unhone speed thodi badha di. Ab har dhakka tez aur controlled tha. Meri taange unki kamar ke around kas gayi. Main unse chipak kar unke dhakke le rahi thi.Tabhi maine unse haanphte hue poocha, “Uncle… aapki fantasy kya hai? Sach-sach batao. Jo aap dekhna chahte ho… jo aap karna chahte ho…”

Unhone mera stan chhod kar meri aankhon mein dekha, dhakke jaari rakhte hue. “

Beti, mujhe logon ko sex karte hue dekhna pasand hai. Saamne. Live. Jab wo meri girlfriend ho… ya meri beti jaisi koi ho… toh excitement double ho jaati hai. Main chahta hoon ki tu kisi aur ke saath sex kare aur main dekhun. Har detail. Tu uske saamne ghutno par baith kar uska lund chus ti… uski aankhon mein dekhte hue gehra leti. Phir wo tujhe bed par litata hai, teri taange chaudi karta hai, aur tu uska lund apni choot mein leti hai. Main side mein baith kar dekhna chahta hoon… teri gaand hilti hui, tere stan uchalte hue, uske dhakke, teri siskiyan. Kabhi main guide bhi karun… bolun ki aur gehra le, ya uski gaand pakad, ya uske muh mein apne stan de. Ye dekhna mujhe andar tak uttejit karta hai.”

Unki baatein sunte hue unke dhakke aur solid ho gaye. Main unki fantasy ko imagine kar rahi thi — kisi aur ke saath, unke dekhte hue. Meri choot unke lund ko aur kas rahi thi.

Unhone jaari rakha, “Mujhe threesome bhi pasand hai. Apni sex partner ko kisi aur ke saath share karna. Do lund ek saath… ek muh mein, ek choot mein… ya dono beech-beech mein change. Aaj Asraf yahan tha. Main uske saath tujhe share kar sakta tha… tujhe uske upar bithata, ya uske peeche se tujhe pakad kar. Lekin humne is bare mein pehle baat nahi ki thi. Main teri permission ke bina kuch nahi karna chahta tha. Isliye sirf dekhne aur touch tak hi rakha.”

Main unke neeche unke dhakke lete hue unki baatein sun rahi thi. Har word ke saath unka lund meri choot ke andar gehra ja raha tha. 

“Uncle… aap… sach mein dekhna chahte ho mujhe kisi aur ke saath?”

“Haan. Aur jab tu ready hogi toh main arrange bhi kar dunga. Koi safe, clean banda. Tu uske saath maze legi, main dekhunga, shayad join bhi karunga. Tera ‘beti’ wala nasha aur kisi gair ke saath… mujhe double high deta hai.”

Unhone meri dono taange ab apne kandhon par rakh li. Angle badal gaya. Lund aur gehra jaane laga. Har dhakka meri G-spot ko ragad raha tha. Main unke haath pakad kar unke dhakke absorb kar rahi thi.

“Uncle… aahh… aapki baatein sunte hue… meri choot aur tight ho rahi hai… aap ka lund itna accha feel ho raha hai…”

Unhone tez dhakke maarne shuru kiye. “Bol beti… tujhe bhi ye idea pasand aa raha hai? Kisi aur ka lund teri choot mein… aur main dekh raha hoon?”

“Haan… thoda… bahut… main soch rahi hoon… Asraf ka clean lund… aap dekh rahe ho… ufff…”

Unke dhakke ab rhythmic aur deep the. Meri body unke neeche hil rahi thi. Stan unke seene se ragad rahe the. Unki daadi meri gardan ko chhoo rahi thi jab wo mere kaan ke paas dirty baatein kar rahe the.

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Rohan uncle ne ek strong move ke saath humein roll kar diya. Ab wo bed par seedhe let gaye, unka mota lund abhi bhi meri choot ke andar tha. Main unke upar aa gayi — cowgirl position mein. Meri taange unki sides mein, haath unke seene par. Unka lund meri geeli choot mein poora deep tha.

Maine dheere se upar uthna shuru kiya, phir neeche baith gayi. Poora length andar. Phir se. Rhythm banane lagi — slow pehle, phir thoda tez. Mere stan unke face ke saamne hil rahe the. Unhone dono haathon se unhe pakad liya aur dabane lage.

“Uncle… aahh… aap ka lund is position mein aur gehra lag raha hai…” main unke seene par haath rakh kar upar-neeche ho rahi thi.

Unhone mere hips pakde aur neeche se thoda thrust diya. 

“Haan beti… tu control kar… apni choot se mera lund chod.”

Main speed badha di. Meri gaand unki thighs par thap-thap ki awaaz kar rahi thi. Main unki aankhon mein dekhte hue boli, “Uncle… main near future mein do mard ke saath try karna chahti hoon. Threesome. Lekin abhi… is vacation mein… main sirf aapke saath rehna chahti hoon. Aap ka lund, aap ki taakat, aap ka control… ye sab mujhe abhi chahiye. Roz. Har tarah se.”

Unki ungliyan mere nipples ko pinch kar rahi thi. Main unke upar ride karti hui jaari rahi, “Jab kabhi wo doosra mard mujhe chodega… main uske saamne aapko daddy bulaungi. Jaise… ‘Daddy dekhie na… ye lund meri choot mein andar tak ja raha hai… aap dekh rahe ho na daddy?’ Ya jab wo mujhe peeche se chodega toh main aapki taraf dekh kar bolungi ‘Daddy… iski motai alag feel ho rahi hai… aap ka bhi saath mein chahiye’. Jab wo mera muh chodega toh main aapki aankhon mein dekhte hue bolungi ‘Daddy… mera muh iske lund se bhar gaya hai… aap bhi aao’. Main aapko continuously daddy bulaungi… taaki aapko pata chale ki main aapki hi hoon… chahe koi aur mujhe kyun na chod raha ho.”

Rohan uncle ki saansein tez ho gayi. Unke haath meri kamar par zor se pakad gaye. Main unke upar aur tez ride karne lagi. 

“Uncle… aap sochiye… main kisi aur ke upar baithi hui hoon… uska lund andar… aur main aapko dekh kar bol rahi hoon ‘Daddy… meri choot isse bhar gayi hai… aap bhi isme daal do’ ya ‘Daddy… iske cum ke saath aap ka bhi cum andar chahiye’. Main aapke liye perform karungi… aapke dekhte hue… aapke instructions pe.”

Unka lund meri choot ke andar phadakne laga. Main feel kar sakti thi ki wo close hain. Main unke seene par jhuk kar unke hothon ke paas boli, “Daddy… aaj aap mere andar hi daal dena… poora… main aap ka cum apni choot mein rakhna chahti hoon. Is vacation mein main aapki hi cum-slut hoon… baad mein jab doosra aayega tab bhi main aapko daddy hi bulaungi.”

Unki aankhen band hone lagi. Unhone mere hips ko kas kar pakda aur neeche se strong thrusts dene lage. Main unka saath de rahi thi. 

“Uncle… aahh… aap ka lund itna sakht… main feel kar rahi hoon aap jhadne wale ho… andar hi dena daddy…”

Unki body tan gayi. Unhone ek last deep thrust diya aur unka lund meri choot ke andar hi pura cum explode ho gaya. Garam, thick cum ki dhaarein meri andar failne lagi. Main unke upar baithi hui unka poora load feel kar rahi thi — pulse, heat, volume. Unhone mere ander hi kai baar jhatke maare, har baar aur cum chhodte hue.

Main unke upar ruk gayi, unka lund abhi bhi andar, unka cum meri choot se thoda bahar nikalne laga. Unhone mujhe neeche kheench liya. Hum dono side by side let gaye. Unka lund dheere-dheere meri choot se nikal gaya, saath mein unka cum bhi thoda bahar aaya.

Unhone mera muh apni taraf kiya aur gehra kiss kiya — soft, grateful, possessive. Main unke seene se chipak gayi. Unke haath meri peeth par ghoom rahe the.

“Beti… teri baatein… wo daddy wala detail… mujhe control nahi karne diya,” unhone haanphte hue kaha.

Main unki chhati par haath ferte hue boli, “Mujhe pata tha. Isliye detail mein bataya. Aap ka cum andar bahut garam feel ho raha hai.”

Hum dono chup chaap ek dusre ke bagal mein let gaye. Meri taang unki taang par thi. Unka cum meri janghon ke beech se dheere-dheere beh raha tha. Room mein sirf humari saansein thi aur bahar se thodi si samandar ki awaaz.

Main unke kandhe par sir rakh kar unki dhadkan sun rahi thi. Unka haath meri kamar par tha, possessive. Main jaanti thi ki ye vacation ab sirf sex nahi… unki fantasy, mera “daddy” wala nasha, aur jo bhi aage aane wala hai… sab mil kar ek naya level le jaayega.

Unhone mere baal sahlaye. “Ab thoda rest. Phir dekhte hain shaam ko kya karna hai.”

Main unke gale mein aur chipak gayi. Unka cum abhi bhi mere andar tha, unka touch meri skin par tha, aur unki baatein mere dimaag mein ghoom rahi thi. Main unke saath bed par leti hui thi… unki beti, unki randi, unki cum-filled partner.

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Main achanak se aankhen khol kar baith gayi. Room mein ab natural light nahi thi, sirf soft lamp ki peeli roshni faili hui thi. Maine side mein rakha hua phone uthaya — time 8:07 pm dikha raha tha. Shaam ke 8 baj chuke the? Mujhe bilkul yaad nahi tha main kab soyi. Aakhiri cheez jo yaad thi wo thi Rohan uncle ka garam cum meri choot ke andar pulse karna, phir unke seene se chipak kar letna… uske baad bas andhera.

Maine unki taraf dekha. Wo abhi bhi mere bagal mein nange lette hue the, gehri neend mein. Unki chaudi chhati dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi, ek haath mere pillow ke neeche tha. Unka lund ab soft tha, jangh par pada hua. Room mein ab bhi thodi si sex ki khushboo bachi hui thi.

Main dheere se bed se utri. Meri taange thodi si kaanp rahi thi. Mirror ke saamne jaakar khadi ho gayi. Full body mirror mein apne aap ko dekha. Mere baal bikhre hue the, hoth thode sooje hue. Meri janghon ke andaruni hisse par unka cum dry ho chuka tha — white-white patches, sticky se dry hokar mark ban gaye the. Main neeche haath le jakar feel kiya. Andar se abhi bhi thoda sa unka cum mehsoos ho raha tha. Itna zyada tha ki shaam tak bhi thoda baaki tha. Meri choot thodi si sensitive aur sooji hui thi.

Main bathroom chali gayi. Shower on karke garam paani ke neeche khadi ho gayi. Paani mere sharir par girne laga. Maine sabun liya aur pehle apne chehre ko dhoya, phir stano, pet, aur dheere se neeche. Janghon par jo dry cum tha usko carefully saaf kiya. Ungli se andar bhi clean kiya — unka baaki bacha hua cum nikal gaya. Main kai baar rinse kiya jab tak bilkul saaf feel nahi hua. Baal bhi dhoye. Jab main bahar nikli toh body fresh thi, skin soft, lekin andar se abhi bhi thoda sa unka nasha baaki tha.

Towel se poch kar main bahar aayi. Rohan uncle abhi bhi soye hue the. Main bed ke edge par baith kar unke kandhe ko halka sa hilaya.

“Uncle… uth jao. Bahut ho gaya soona.”Wo dheere se aankhen khol kar mujhe dekhne lage. Unki neend bhari aankhon mein mujhe dekhte hi smile aa gayi. Unhone mera haath pakad kar mujhe apne kareeb kheench liya aur gehra kiss kar diya — subah wala nahi, abhi ka soft lekin possessive kiss.

Kiss todte hue maine kaha, “Uncle, mujhe bhookh lagi hai. Bahut. Chaliye dinner ke liye ready ho jaate hain. Niche hotel k restaurant me chalte hai.”

Unhone mere baal sahlaaye. “Haan, mujhe bhi bhookh lagi hai. Tu fresh lag rahi hai. Shower le liya?”

“Haan, poori tarah saaf kar liya. Aapka cum… shaam tak bhi thoda andar tha.” Main thoda sharma kar boli. “Ab ready hote hain. Aur ek baat… mujhe papa ko call karni hai dinner pe. Unse kehna hai ki main aapse dinner pe mili. Taaki unhe koi shak na ho.”

Rohan uncle ne mera haath dabaya. “Sahi socha. Main ready ho jaata hoon.”

Main phone uthane ke liye uthii. Unhone meri kamar se pakad kar ek baar phir se halka sa kiss kiya. “Beti, aaj ka din… bahut intense tha. Ab dinner pe chal kar normal ban jaate hain thodi der.”

Main unki aankhon mein dekhte hue boli, “Haan… lekin normal banne ke baad bhi main aapki hi rehne wali hoon. Aap bhi jaldi ready ho jao, Aaj thoda accha sa dress pehnu? Ya aap kuch suggest karo?”

Unhone towel liya aur bathroom ki taraf badhte hue kaha, “Jo pehenna hai pehen. Bas deep neck mat bhoolna. Mujhe tera cleavage dekhna pasand hai, dinner pe bhi.”

Main hans padi. “Theek hai.”

Room mein ab thodi normal si hustle shuru ho gayi thi — wo bathroom mein, main phone ke saath soch rahi thi ki papa ko kya-kya jhooth bolna hai. Andar se main abhi bhi unke cum ki yaad aur unki fantasy ki baatein feel kar rahi thi, lekin ab dinner ka plan aur papa ka call… ye dono cheezein ab priority thi.

Shaam ke 8 baj chuke the, pet khali tha, body fresh thi, aur Rohan uncle bathroom se nikalne wale the. Aaj ka din khatam hone wala tha… lekin night abhi baaki thi.

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Rohan uncle bathroom se bahar nikle. Unke baal geele the, towel kamar mein bandha hua tha. Unhone towel hata kar apne kapde nikalne shuru kiye. Main unhe dekhte hue bathroom ki taraf badhi. Abhi bhi main nangi thi, sirf towel nahi liya tha.

Jaise hi main unke paas se guzri, meri nangi gaand naturally hil rahi thi. Unhone peeche se dekha. Main feel kar sakti thi unki nazar. Agle second mein unka haath aaya aur ek solid thappad meri gaand par pad gaya. Zor ka, saaf awaaz ke saath.

Main ekdam se ruk gayi, thodi si shock mein. “Uncle…!”

Lekin us thappad ke turant baad ek garmi meri gaand se fail gayi. Mujhe pasand aa gaya. Unka haath abhi bhi meri gaand par tha, halka sa dabaye hue.

Maine peeche mud kar unki taraf dekha. “Abhi nahi… please. Jab hum wapas aayenge tab aap jitna marzi thappad maarna. Abhi ready hona hai. Control kariye.”

Unhone mera gaand ek baar aur halka sa nichoda aur muskuraye. “Theek hai beti. Wapas aake hisaab chukaunga.”

Main bathroom mein chali gayi aur door thoda sa band kar diya. Andar light makeup nikalne lagi — halka concealer, thin eyeliner, soft pink lipstick.

Thodi der baad unhone bathroom door ke bahar se poocha, “Kitni der lagegi tujhe? Main ready ho gaya.”

Maine andar se jawab diya, “Bas 8-10 minute. Lekin aap room ke bahar wait kariye. Main aapko surprise dena chahti hoon. Please bahar chale jaaiye.”

Unki awaaz mein excitement thi. “Surprise? Theek hai. Main bahar corridor mein wait karta hoon. Jaldi aana.”

Maine suna unke kadam door ki taraf gaye, door khula aur band hua. Ab room mein sirf main thi.

Main bathroom se bahar aayi. Bag khol kar wo long gown nikaala jo papa ne gift kiya tha. Mainne pehle kabhi nahi pehna tha. Black colour ka, soft fabric, floor length. Peeche se bilkul backless — kamar se 5 inch upar tak poori khuli hui. Maine pehle nipple stickers lagaye kyunki bra possible nahi thi. Phir gown pahenne lagi mujhe feel hua ki size thoda tight hai. Papa ne shayad galti se ek size chhota le liya tha. Fabric meri skin se chipak gaya. Mere stano ka curve saaf ubhar aaya, cleavage soft deep thi lekin vulgar nahi — bas itni ki nazar ruk jaye. Neeche se meri gaand ka round shape bilkul clear tha. Backless hissa meri peeth ki curve ko perfect show kar raha tha.

Main mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Full look check kiya. Baal open the, makeup soft tha, gown body se chipka hua. Lag raha tha jaise koi model tight evening wear mein khadi ho. Curves sab highlight ho rahe the — stan, kamar, gaand — lekin classy tarike se.

Maine lipstick ek baar aur adjust ki, heels nikaal kar pehen liye. Last mein phone, lipstick aur small purse daala. Deep breath liya.

Door ki taraf badhi. Bahar Rohan uncle wait kar rahe the. Unhone casual dark jeans aur simple black t-shirt pehni thi. Geele baal ne unhe thoda young dikha raha tha. Main ne door ka handle pakda aur dheere se khola.

Main room se bahar nikli toh Rohan uncle corridor mein khade the. Jaise hi unki nazar mujh par padi, unke chehre par clear surprise aa gaya. Unhone mujhe upar se neeche tak dheere-dheere dekha — gown ka tight fit, backless peeth, curves, soft cleavage.

Unhone saans bharke kaha, “Beti… tu aaj bilkul alag dikh rahi hai. Ye gown… tera figure isme itna clear hai ki main words nahi dhund paa raha. Itni young umar mein itna graceful aur sexy combination… rarely dekha hai. Teri peeth ki line, kamar ka curve, aur neeche se teri gaand ka shape… sab kuch perfect baith raha hai. Log dekh kar ruk jaayenge.

”Unhone mera haath pakda aur thoda kareeb aakar dheemi awaaz mein add kiya, “Is tight fabric ke neeche kuch nahi hai na? Soch ke hi mera dimaag ghum raha hai.”

Main thoda sharma kar unke saath chal padi. “Uncle, abhi public mein control kariye. Baad mein jo kehna hai kehna.”

Hum elevator mein gaye. Ground floor par door khulte hi lobby mein kai logon ki nazar hum par ruk gayi. Do-teen couples, kuch staff, ek group of guys — sabki aankhen gown par, mere curves par, phir Rohan uncle par. Kuch log aapas mein dheemi awaaz mein baat karne lage.

Mere andar hi andar sochne lagi: Ye attention… mujhe pasand aa raha hai. Kal tak main normal dress mein hoti toh shayad koi nazar bhi nahi maarta. Aaj ye gown, ye tight fit, ye backless… sab dekh rahe hain. Mujhe sharam bhi aa rahi hai lekin uske saath ek quiet sa thrill bhi. Unki nazrein meri skin par feel ho rahi hain. Main Rohan uncle ke saath hoon, unka haath meri kamar par hai, aur ye log soch rahe honge jo bhi… mujhe farak nahi pad raha. Shayad ye naya nasha hai.

Restaurant ke entrance par manager khud aa gaya. Middle-aged, smartly dressed. Usne pehle Rohan uncle ko greet kiya, phir meri taraf dekha aur uski nazar ruk gayi. Wo try kar raha tha professional rehne ki lekin uski aankhen baar-baar mere gown aur curves par ja rahi thi.

“Good evening sir, madam. Main restaurant manager hoon. Aapka table ready hai.” Usne introduce kiya, lekin meri taraf dekhte hue uski awaaz thodi si change hui.

Rohan uncle aur maine dono notice kiya lekin kuch nahi bola. Manager humein ek acchi corner table par le gaya jo thodi private thi. Usne waiter ko call karke kaha ki specially dhyan rakhe.

Hum baithe. Rohan uncle ne wine order ki, maine bhi light drink li. Thodi der hum aapas mein baat karte rahe — aaj ka din, Asraf wala scene, kitna intense tha, ab dinner pe normal banne ki koshish kar rahe the.

Phir unhone kaha, “Ab papa ko call kar le.. Taaki unhe clear dikhe ki hum mil liye.”

Maine video call lagaya. Papa ne receive kiya. Pehle maine camera Rohan uncle ki taraf kiya.“Papa, Rohan uncle. Aaj dinner pe mil gaye.”

Rohan uncle ne casually baat ki, “Haan bhai, mil liye. Tu tension mat le. itne saal baad milne wale the hum aur tu fir late, Tu kab aa raha hai?”

Papa ne bataya ki 1-2 din mein nikalne ki koshish hai. Unhone Rohan uncle se kaha, “Isko sambhal ke rakhna. Akeli hai. Thoda guide karna city mein.”

Phir Rohan uncle ne camera meri taraf ghumaya. Papa ne mujhe dekha. “Beta, kaisi hai? ”Unhone mera dress notice kiya. “Ye wahi gown hai na jo maine bheja tha?”

“Haan papa, wahi. Pehli baar pehna hai aaj.”

Papa ne kaha, “Dikha toh poora..”

Maine phone rohan uncle ko diya aur khadi ho gayi. Rohan uncle ne phone ko thoda angle diya taaki gown ka fit aur backless thoda clear ho. Papa ne dekha aur bola, “Accha lag raha hai. Size thoda tight hai kya?”

Maine kaha, “Haan papa, thoda tight feel ho raha hai.”

Papa ne halka hans kar kaha, “Teri umar hai aise kapde pehne ki. Sharma mat. Thoda open up kar. Bahar nikal, logon se mil. Rohan, isko thoda comfortable feel karaana. Ye bahut shy rehti hai. Duniya dekhne de isko.”

Rohan uncle ne short mein kaha, “Haan, main try karta hoon. Aap tension mat lo.”

Thodi aur baat hui trip aur safety ki. Phir bye kiya. Call cut hua.

Rohan uncle ne mere glass ki taraf badhate hue dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Tere papa ne khud kaha open up karne ko. Agar wo jaante ki tu kitna open ho chuki hai…”

Main unki baat kaat te hue menu uthaya. “Ab food order karte hain. Zyada mat boliye yahan.”

Humne food order kiya. Thodi der baad manager phir aa gaya — paani check karne, food kaisa lag raha hai, kuch aur chahiye kya. Uski nazar baar-baar meri taraf ja rahi thi. Wo try kar raha tha normal dikhne ki lekin fail ho raha tha. Rohan uncle bhi notice kar rahe the lekin ignore kar rahe the.Hum khate-peete baat karte rahe. Restaurant mein logon ki nazrein kabhi-kabhi humare table par aa rahi thi. Main gown ke tight fabric ko feel kar rahi thi, backless hissa kursi se touch ho raha tha, aur Rohan uncle ka haath kabhi-kabhi table ke neeche meri jangh par aa jaata tha.

Manager teesri baar aaya, “Sir, madam, everything alright? Dessert menu dikhaun?”

Rohan uncle ne politely mana kiya. 

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Dinner almost khatam ho chuka tha. Plates empty the, last sip wine ki bachi thi. Rohan uncle ne napkin rakha aur uthte hue kaha, “Beti, main washroom jaata hoon. Tu yahin ruk. Jaldi aata hoon.”

Wo chale gaye. Main table par akeli baithi thi. Thodi der baad manager phir se table ke paas aa gaya. Is baar wo seedhe meri taraf aaya.

Usne soft smile ke saath introduce kiya, “Madam, main Rahul, restaurant manager. Pehle properly baat nahi ho paayi. Aapki smile aur overall presence bahut graceful hai. Ye gown aap par exceptional lag raha hai.”

Main thoda polite smile karti hui boli, “Thank you.”

Wo thoda aur kareeb aaya, lekin respectful distance maintain karte hue. “Hotel ka pool area bahut bada aur private hai. Agar aap kabhi visit karna chahein toh main complimentary drinks arrange karwa sakta hoon. Morning time pe atmosphere accha rehta hai.”

Maine socha mana karne ka, lekin uski offer normal thi. “Theek hai… kabhi try karenge.”

Usne apna card nikaal kar table par rakha. “Agar kabhi kuch chahiye — room service, booking, kuch bhi — seedha mujhe call kar lijiye. Future stays ke liye main accha discount bhi arrange kar dunga.”

Uski aankhon mein clear hunger thi. Wo try kar raha tha hide karne ki lekin nazar meri cleavage aur gown ke fit par baar-baar ja rahi thi. Maine zyada kuch nahi bola, bas card uthaya aur purse mein rakh liya. Phir “Enjoy the rest of your evening” keh kar chala gaya.

Rohan uncle wapas aa rahe the tabhi unhone manager ko jaate hue dekh liya. Table par baithte hue unhone poocha, “Wo kya baat kar raha tha itni der?”

Maine bata diya — introduction, pool offer, complimentary drinks, card, discount wali baat.

Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone wine ka last sip liya aur dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Lagta hai hotel ka har banda meri beti ko chodna chahta hai. Manager ki aankhen dekh kar clear tha.” Unhone thoda dirty tone mein add kiya, “Tere is gown ne aaj sabka dimaag kharab kar diya hai.”

Main sharma kar napkin se khelte hue boli, “Uncle, aap bhi na… bas kariye. Public mein.”

Unhone mera haath table ke neeche dabaya. “Chal, ab yahan se chalte hain. Neeche bar hai. Thoda dance karte hain, drinks lete hain. Mood banate hain.”

Hum restaurant se nikal kar basement wali bar ki taraf gaye. Bar ka environment alag tha — dim lights, music, log. Jaise hi hum andar gaye, kai nazrein meri taraf mud gayi. Local guys, kuch foreigners — sab dekh rahe the. Gown ke tight fit aur backless peeth ne unki nazar pakad li thi. Kuch log openly mujhe eye-fuck kar rahe the.

Mujhe wo attention feel ho rahi thi. Meri skin garam ho rahi thi. Gown ke neeche meri body react kar rahi thi — thodi si wetness feel hui. Main Rohan uncle ke saath bar counter ki taraf badhi, lekin har kadam par nazrein peeche feel ho rahi thi.

Unhone drinks order kiye. Phir dance floor ki taraf le gaye. Music tez tha. Unhone mujhe apne kareeb kheench liya. Haath meri kamar par, kabhi neeche gaand ke upar. Hum close dance karne lage. Unke haath kabhi meri peeth ke backless hisse par ferte, kabhi hips pakad kar mujhe apne se chipkate.

Drinks continuous aa rahe the. Main bhi pi rahi thi, wo bhi. Thodi der mein dono ka mood light ho gaya. Unke haath aur bold ho gaye — kabhi cleavage ke paas, kabhi gaand ko dabate hue. Main unke kandhe par sir rakh kar dance kar rahi thi. Bar ke log ab bhi dekh rahe the. Mujhe wo pasand aa raha tha.

Kai drinks ke baad mujhe feel hua ki main tipsy ho gayi hoon. World thoda slow feel ho raha tha. Maine unke kaan mein kaha, “Uncle… ab kaafi ho gaya. Main drunk feel kar rahi hoon. Chaliye wapis room me.”

Unhone ek aur shot order kiya, ek saans mein piya, phir mera haath pakad kar bar se bahar le aaye. Elevator se leke corridor tak main unpar thoda lean kar rahi thi. Heels mein chalna bhi mushkil ho raha tha.

Room ka door khulte hi Rohan uncle seedhe bed ki taraf gaye. Unhone kapde tak nahi utaare. Bed par gir gaye. Aankhen band. Bilkul black-out. Unki saans gehri ho gayi. Wo so gaye.

Main unhe dekhte hue khadi rahi. Thodi der baad maine gown utara. Nipple stickers hataaye. Phir suitcase se soft shorts aur ek loose t-shirt nikaali jiski shoulder straps bahut slim thi. Kapde pehen liye. Mirror mein dekha — ab simple lag rahi thi, lekin body abhi bhi sensitive thi.

Mere man mein sochne lagi: Aaj phir se chudai ka mann tha. Lekin wo so gaye hain. Koi baat nahi. Rest kar lete hain. Papa aane mein abhi time hai. Aaj ka din kaafi intense tha… Asraf, pics, phone call wala cum, dinner, manager, bar… sab mil gaya.

Main bed par unke bagal mein let gayi. Unki taraf peeth karke. Unki saans meri peeth par feel ho rahi thi. Main aankhen band kar li. Thakavat ne jald hi mujhe neend mein dhakel diya.Room mein ab sirf unki gehri saansein thi aur bahar se thodi si raat ki awaaz. Main unke saath so gayi, unke bagal mein, aaj ke saare nashilon moments ke saath.

Main aankhen kholte hi kuch awaazein suni. Plate aur glass ki halki si khankhanahat, coffee ki khushboo, aur dheemi si footsteps. Maine side mein dekha toh Rohan uncle bed par nahi the. Main thoda uth kar baithi. Unhone room service order kiya tha. Table par breakfast set ho raha tha — sandwiches, coffee, kuch fruits.

Waiter Asraf hi tha. tray le kar items rakh raha tha. Rohan uncle already naha chuke the. Unhone dark shorts aur simple white t-shirt pehen rakhi thi. Baal geele the, fresh dikh rahe the.

Main bed se utri. Abhi bhi shorts aur slim-strap t-shirt mein thi. Rohan uncle meri taraf aaye. Unhone mera face dono haathon mein liya aur subah ka gehra kiss diya. Kiss ke dauran unka ek haath peeche jaakar meri gaand ko zor se dabaya.

Maine unka kiss return kiya. Unhone mera haath pakad kar table ki taraf le gaye. “Aa, baith. Nasta kha lete hain.”

Hum dono table par baithe. Asraf ne pehle mere cup mein coffee pour ki, phir unke. Sandwiches serve kiye. Atmosphere normal lag raha tha lekin pehle din ki yaadein abhi bhi hawa mein thi.

Rohan uncle ne coffee ki taraf haath badhate hue meri taraf dekha. “Beti, tu kuch bhool rahi hai?”

Maine soch kar kaha, “Nahi… mujhe nahi lagta. Kya?”

Unhone Asraf ki taraf ishara kiya. “Asraf ko good morning nahi bola.”

Main muskurayi aur Asraf ki taraf dekh kar boli, “Good morning Asraf.”

Rohan uncle ne head shake kiya. Unki aankhon mein mischievous smile thi. “Aise nahi. Wo ab friend hai. Proper tarike se bol.”

Mujhe turant samajh aa gaya. Unka matlab clear tha. Main thoda sa smile karti hui uthi aur Asraf ke paas gayi. Uske bilkul kareeb. Maine uska haath pakad kar apni gaand par rakh diya. Soft fabric ke upar se uski hatheli meri gaand ko feel kar rahi thi. Phir maine uska face apni taraf kheench kar gehra kiss diya — jeebh ke saath, dheere lekin clear. Kiss todte hue lusty awaaz mein kaha, “Good morning Asraf.”

Asraf ki saans thodi tez hui. Usne mera gaand thoda dabate hue jawab diya, “Good morning ma’am.”

Main wapas apni chair par baith gayi. Rohan uncle ki taraf dekh kar poocha, “Ab theek tha? Proper good morning?”

Unhone hans kar kaha, “Ab baat bani.”

Asraf ne tray uthayi. “Sir, mujhe ek aur room mein breakfast deliver karna hai. Permission ho toh main nikal lun?”

Rohan uncle ne nod kiya. Asraf ne last ek nazar meri taraf daali aur door se bahar nikal gaya. Room phir se silent ho gaya.Rohan uncle ne sandwich ka ek piece uthate hue kaha, “Aaj ka plan simple hai. Pehle poolside jaate hain. Thoda swim, thoda sun. Phir lunch. Shaam ko beach. Kaisa lagta hai?”

Mujhe idea pasand aaya. “Haan, accha plan hai. Pool ke baad beach fresh lagega.”

Hum nasta karte rahe. Thodi der baad maine unse poocha, “Uncle, aap Bangalore mein kya karte ho actually? Itna free kaise rehte ho?”

Unhone coffee sip karte hue bataya, “Teen restaurants hain aur chaar cafes. Sab chal rahe hain. Staff competent hai, isliye mujhe roz jaane ki zarurat nahi padti. Kabhi-kabhi kisi ek mein chala jaata hoon, check kar leta hoon, baaki time apna rehta hai. Life enjoy karta hoon. Kaam system pe chal raha hai.”

Unhone meri taraf dekh kar add kiya, “Kabhi Bangalore aa jana. Main tujhe apne restaurants dikhaunga, city ghumunga. Proper vacation.”

Maine unki aankhon mein dekhte hue halki si muskaan ke saath kaha, “Agar main Bangalore aayi toh aap mujhe room se bahar hi nahi nikalne denge. Pura din fuck marathon chalega. Bahar ghumne ka time hi nahi milega.”

Rohan uncle zor se hans pade. Unhone mera haath table par dabaya. “Sahi pakda tune. Shayad waisa hi ho. Room, bed, balcony… sab jagah hahaha. Bahar nikalna optional rahega.”

Main bhi hans padi. 

Rohan uncle ne plate side kiya. “Ab ready ho ja. Pool ke liye wo goldern bikini aaj pahen le. Mujhe dekhna hai.”

Main unki baat sunte hue uth khadi hui. 

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Main bathroom mein chali gayi. Door band karke shower on kiya. Garam paani ke neeche khadi hokar poori body saaf ki. Shower ke baad towel se poch kar maine golden metallic bikini nikaali jo humne pehle din kharida tha.

Bikini pehen te hi mirror mein apna reflection dikha. Metallic gold colour light mein chamak raha tha. Top ke do triangles mere bhari stano ko barely cover kar rahe the — cleavage deep aur clear thi, underboobs ka thoda curve bhi dikh raha tha. Bottom bilkul micro tha, aage se chhota triangle aur peeche se almost thong jaisa. Meri gaand ke dono side ke fande bahar the. Main side se dekhi toh figure ka har curve highlight ho raha tha.

Mere man mein soch aayi: Main is bikini mein pool pe jaungi toh log kya sochenge? Nazrein rukengi. Kuch openly stare karenge, kuch whisper. Manager bhi shayad wahan ho. Rohan uncle ke saath hongi toh aur bhi attention aayegi. Thoda nervous feel ho raha hai lekin excitement bhi zyada hai. Ye golden colour meri skin par fire jaisa lag raha hai. Aaj pool pe kya hoga pata nahi… shayad kuch log dekh kar control nahi kar paayenge. Main ready hoon is attention ke liye.

Main bathroom se bahar nikli. Rohan uncle room ke glass window ke paas khade the. Unke haath mein coffee ka cup tha. Window se door beach ka view aa raha tha, neeche hotel ka half garden aur pool area ka kuch hissa — lagbhag 20 percent. Wo bahar dekh rahe the, scenes observe kar rahe the.

Main unke peeche se silent pairon se gayi. Unhe pata nahi chala. Main unke peeche chipak kar unhe hug kar liya. Mere nange pet aur bikini-clad body unki back se sat gayi. Unke shoulders par apne haath daale.

Wo ghume. Jaise hi unki nazar mujh par padi, unki aankhen thodi si badi hui. Coffee cup side mein rakh diya. Unhone mujhe upar se neeche tak dekha.

“Beti…” unhone awaaz mein heavy tone ke saath kaha, “tu is golden bikini mein… magnificent lag rahi hai. Ye metallic shine tere stano par… cleavage itni deep hai ki main nazar nahi hata paa raha. Itne bhari aur perfectly shaped… is bikini ne unhe aur highlight kar diya.”

Unhone mujhe apni taraf kheench liya. Dono haathon se meri kamar pakdi aur gehra kiss shuru kar diya. Unki jeebh meri jeebh se mil gayi. Kiss ke beech mein unhone dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Is bikini ke neeche teri body soch soch ke mera lund hard ho raha hai. Pool pe sab dekheng e tujhe… meri gold mein lipti hui chudakkad beti ko.”

Main unka kiss return kar rahi thi. Unke haath ab mere stano par aa gaye. Bikini top ke upar se hi unhone unhe dabana shuru kiya — soft se shuru karke thoda zor se. “Itne soft aur heavy… mere haathon mein perfect fit ho rahe hain. Tere nipples already sakht hain, main feel kar sakta hoon.”

Unhone kiss jaari rakhte hue top ke triangles ko side mein slide kar diya. Hataaya nahi, bas side kiya. Mere dono stan bahar aa gaye. Unhone unhe nange haathon se pakda aur masalne lage. Nipples ko ungli aur thumb se pinch kiya, ghumaaya.

“Dekh ye pink nipples… kitne responsive hain. Main inhe chusna chahta hoon lekin pehle aise hi khelta hoon. Teri boobs itni sexy hain is golden frame mein… lagta hai abhi koi bhi dekh le toh control nahi karega.

”Main unke haathon ke neeche siskiyan le rahi thi. “Uncle… aahh… aapke haath… bahut accha feel ho raha hai.…”

Unhone ek stan ko neeche se uthaya aur nipple ko thumb se ragda. “Kyunki tu meri hai. Is bikini ne tujhe aur bhi fuckable bana diya hai. Main soch raha hoon pool pe kaise log teri taraf dekhenge… unki nazrein teri cleavage aur gaand par hongi.”

Phir unka ek haath neeche sarka. Golden bottom ke side se ungliyaan andar slide ki . Unki ungli seedhe meri choot par lag gayi. Geeli. Unhone clit par circular motion shuru kiya.

“Already wet… itni jaldi. Teri choot jaanti hai aaj kya hone wala hai. Main isko aise hi ragadta rahunga… soch ki baad mein isme lund jaayega. Teri ye golden pussy… sirf mere liye.”

Main unke haath ke against hips hila rahi thi. “Uncle… aapki ungli… wahan… haan… aise. Aapki baatein sunte hue aur geeli ho rahi hoon. Pool pe jaane se pehle hi aap mujhe is haalat mein laa rahe ho.”

Unhone do ungliyaan meri folds ke beech ferte hue kaha, “Kyunki tu deserve karti hai. Is body ko, is bikini ko, is attention ko. Main teri boobs masalta rahunga aur neeche teri choot ko play karta rahunga jab tak tu bol nahi deti rukne ko. Bol, kaisa lag raha hai jab main tujhe aise khol ke khel raha hoon?”

Main unke seene se chipak kar unke haathon ko feel kar rahi thi — ek taraf mere nange stan, dusri taraf meri choot par unki ungli. “Bahut intense… aapke dirty words aur aapke haath… dono mil kar. Main control nahi kar pa rahi. Aap meri body ko jaante ho…”

Unhone nipple ko pinch karte hue aur clit par pressure badhate hue baat jaari rakhi. “Main tujhe aise hi ready karta hoon pool ke liye. Jab tu neeche jaayegi toh teri aankhon mein yahi nasha hoga. Log dekheng e lekin ye geelaapan sirf mere haathon ka hai.”

Main unke against aur chipak gayi. Unke haath meri body par kaam kar rahe the — stano ko khol ke khelna, bottom side karke clit ragadna, beech-beech mein dirty comments. Meri saansein tez thi, skin garam thi, aur golden bikini ab mere sharir par sirf formality ban kar reh gaya tha.Window se bahar pool ka hissa dikh raha tha. Andar unke haath meri nangi skin par the. Main unke dark comments ka jawab deti rahi, unke touch ka reaction deti rahi. 

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Rohan uncle ne ek step peeche liya. Unhone apne swimming trunks ke sides pakde aur neeche sarka diye. Trunks unki taangon par gir gaye. Unka lund seedhe meri taraf ubhar aaya — poora sakht, mota, nasen ubhri hui, supada tight. Unhone apna lund haath mein pakda aur dheemi, commanding awaaz mein kaha, “Beti, ghutno pe baith. Abhi isko muh mein le. Aur Chus.”

Main unke saamne thi. Peeche badi glass window thi — bahar door se beach, garden aur pool ka hissa dikh raha tha. Main dheere se ghutno ke bal baith gayi. Meri peeth window se touch ho rahi thi. Thandi glass meri skin par lagi. Main unke bilkul saamne thi, golden bikini mein, unke lund ke level par. Ek aadmi jo meri umar se almost double tha, mere saamne nanga, command de raha tha.

Maine unka lund dono haathon se pakda. Garam, solid. Main ne pehle uske top ko jeebh se touch kiya, phir pure shaft par lambi lick di. Namkeen precum ka taste muh mein fail gaya. Phir maine muh khol kar supada andar liya. Hoth uske around band kiye aur dheere se chusna shuru kiya.

Rohan uncle ne mere baal pakde. “Haan… aise. Gehra le. Teri jeebh use kar. Meri beti ka muh sirf isi ke liye bana hai.”

Main enthusiasm ke saath chusne lagi. Kabhi top ko tight circle mein chus ti, kabhi pure length ko jitna ho sake andar leti. Meri laar unke lund par se beh kar mere chin par aa rahi thi. Main unki aankhon mein dekhte hue unka lund muh se bahar nikaalti, phir phir se andar le leti.“Uncle… aapka lund… itna sakht… mujhe aapka lund chusne me maza aa raha hai,” maine beech mein kaha, phir turant wapas muh mein le liya.

Unhone mera sir thoda control kiya. “Aur gehra. Gala khol. Main tera muh chodna chahta hoon. Teri aankhon mein dekhte hue.”

Maine gala relax kiya aur unka lund aur andar liya. Supada mere gale ke peeche touch hua. Aankhon mein paani aa gaya lekin maine nahi chhoda. Unka lund mere gale mein ja raha tha, meri naak unke pet se touch ho rahi thi.

Unhone ab dono haath mere baalon mein daal diye. “Fuck… teri throat itni tight hai. Dekh kaise pura nigal liya hai mere lund ko. Meri randi beti… apne daddy ka lund gehra le rahi hai.”

Main unke dhakke le rahi thi. Wo ab face fuck karne lage — controlled lekin tez. Unka lund mere muh aur gale mein bar bar ja raha tha. Meri aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, laar mere stano par gir rahi thi. Golden bikini top ab thoda sa shift ho chuka tha.

“Uncle… aahh…” main jab thodi si saans leti toh bol paati. Unhone speed badha di. “Bol. Bol mein apne daddy ka lund chus rahi hai.”

Main unke lund ko chuste hue, beech-beech mein nikaal kar boli, “Main daddy… aapka lund chus rahi hoon… gale tak le rahi hoon… aap mera face chod rahe ho…”

Unka lund mere muh mein phadak raha tha. Main dono haath se unke gote sahlati hui deep throat jaari rakhe hue thi.. Bahar duniya chal rahi thi, andar main unke saamne ghutno par thi, unka lund mere gale mein.

Unhone mera sir pakad kar aur gehra dhakka diya. “Teri aankhen dekh… paani se bhari hui. Itni obedient. Main tera muh apne lund se bhar raha hoon aur tu le rahi hai. Acchi beti.”

Main unke rhythm ke saath move kar rahi thi. Kabhi wo control karte, kabhi main khud gehra le leti. Meri jaw thak rahi thi lekin rukne ka mann nahi tha. Unka precum aur meri laar mil kar mere hothon ko slippery bana rahe the.Unhone thodi der ke liye bahar nikaala. Main haanph rahi thi, hoth khule hue, laar ke dhaage unke lund se jude hue. “Uncle… wapas do… mujhe aapka lund chahiye muh mein…”

Unhone phir se andar dhakel diya. “Le. Poora. Aaj main tera face properly use karunga..”

Main phir se deep throat mein chali gayi. Unke dhakke tez the, meri aankhen band ho rahi thi, lekin main unki dirty baatein sun rahi thi aur unka lund apne muh se serve kar rahi thi. 

Rohan uncle ne mera baal pakad kar mujhe upar uthaya. Main unke command pe khadi ho gayi. Unhone meri peeth seedhe badi glass window se chipka di. Thandi glass meri nangi peeth aur gaand se lagi. Main unke face ke saamne thi. Mera golden bikini top abhi bhi side mein khiska hua tha — dono stan poori tarah bahar, nipples sakht. Neeche bhi bottom side kiya hua tha, isliye meri choot bilkul khuli hui thi, geeli aur thodi si suji hui. 

Unka lund abhi bhi sakht tha, mere muh ki laar se chamak raha tha. Unhone usse haath mein liya lekin andar nahi kiya. Sirf mere bilkul kareeb khade rahe. Unhone mera chin upar uthaya. “Bol beti… abhi kya chahiye? Abhi mera lund legi ya baad mein?”

Main already edge pe thi. Muh mein unka lund leke deepthroat ke baad meri choot taras rahi thi. “Uncle… abhi… please. Main nahi ruk sakti. Aapka lund chusne ke baad meri choot itni geeli hai… mujhe orgasm chahiye. Chodo mujhe.”

Unhone meri left taang uthayi aur apni kamar ke side se pakad li. Main ek taang pe khadi thi, window se support le rahi thi. Unhone apna lund meri khuli choot par set kiya aur sirf bahar se ragadne lage — supada meri clit aur folds par upar-neeche.

Main aur bechain ho gayi. “Uncle… andar… please andar daalo. Fuck me daddy. Make me yours again. Main aapki randi hoon… aapki beti… bas abhi chodo.” Aaaj pata nahi kya ho raha tha par mujhe aaj chudna hi thaa....

Unhone thoda sa pressure diya. Supada meri choot ke muhane par dabne laga. “Itni needy ho gayi? Muh mein lund leke bhi shant nahi hui. Bol phir se.”

“Daddy… fuck me… abhi… meri choot aapke lund ke liye taras rahi hai… main aapki hoon… andar tak daalo…”

Unhone ek controlled dhakka diya. Unka mota lund dheere-dheere meri geeli choot mein ghusne laga. Stretch, pressure, poori bhari hui feeling. Main window se peeth sataaye hue unke kandhe pakad liye.

“Aaaahhh… uncle…… dheere…” Unhone meri taang aur upar uthayi aur doosra dhakka diya. Is baar zyada andar. 

“Teri choot abhi bhi tight hai. Kamal ki chut hai itni chudai ke baad bhi ekdum fresh.”

“Bahut gehra… aapka lund meri poori choot bhar raha hai…… daddy please aur do…”

Unhone ab proper strokes shuru kiye. Bahar nikaalte, phir andar tak dhakelte. Har dhakke ke saath meri peeth glass se ragad rahi thi. Mere nange stan unke seene se touch ho rahe the. Unka ek haath meri uthayi hui taang ko pakde tha, dusra mera ek stan dabaye hue.

“Dekh kaise le rahi hai. Ek taang pe khadi, window ke against, mere lund pe. Teri ye golden bikini side mein padi hui hai aur tu meri randi ban ke chud rahi hai.”

Main unke dhakke le rahi thi. “Haan daddy… main aapki randi hoon… aap mujhe aise hi chodo… ufff… aapka lund itna deep…”

Unhone speed thodi badha di. Standing position mein har thrust meri choot ke andar tak ja raha tha. Main unke gale mein muh rakh kar siskiyan bhar rahi thi. Unki daadi mere forehead se ragad rahi thi.

“Bol beti… kya feel ho raha hai jab main tujhe is glass se laga ke chod raha hoon?”

“Sab kuch… thandi glass peeth pe… aapka garam lund andar… meri taang aapke haath mein… stan nange… choot khuli… main bilkul aapke control mein hoon daddy… aur gehra… please…”

Unhone meri taang ko aur adjust kiya taaki angle deeper ho. Ab har dhakka meri G-spot ko ragad raha tha. Main unke against hil rahi thi. “Daddy… aahh… aapki baatein aur aapka lund… dono mil kar… ahhh main jaldi aa jaungi…”

Unhone mera ek nipple pinch kiya aur dhakke jaari rakhe. “Nahi. Abhi nahi. Pehle thodi der aise hi le. Main tujhe needy dekhna chahta hoon. Teri choot mera lund nichod rahi hai… itni greedy.”

Main unke shoulders par naakhun gada rahi thi. “Main greedy hoon… sirf aapke lund ke liye… fuck me harder daddy… ”

Unhone ab short, tez strokes dene shuru kiye. Standing fuck ki awaaz — skin ki takkar, meri siskiyan, unki bhari saansein. Mere nange stan unke seene se dab rahe the, unka lund meri choot mein bar bar pure raste ja raha tha.

“Aise hi… aise hi chodo daddy… main aapki beti hoon… aapki randi…… aapka lund meri choot ka malik hai…”

Unhone mera muh pakad kar kiss kiya, dhakke nahi ruke. Main unke muh mein siskiyan bhar rahi thi. Unka lund meri geeli choot ko chod raha tha, meri ek taang unke control mein thi, peeth glass se chipki thi, aur main unke dirty commands pe unka lund le rahi thi.

[shanayaslut]

Rohan uncle abhi bhi meri left taang uthaye hue mujhe glass se laga kar chod rahe the. Har dhakka meri peeth ko thandi window se ragad raha tha. Mere nange stan unke seene se dab rahe the, unka mota lund meri geeli choot mein pura rasta ja raha tha. Main unke kandhe pakad kar unke thrusts le rahi thi jab unki nazar achanak window se neeche chali gayi.

Rohan uncle ne mera kaan mein dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Tujhe pata hai teri gaand aur poori peeth is glass se bahar se clear dikh rahi hogi? Jo bhi poolside pe hai wo dekh sakta hai. Teri nangi peeth, teri gaand, aur main tere peeche se tujhe chod raha hoon.”

Main itni horny thi ki soch nahi paayi. Sirf haanphte hue boli, “Jane do… dekhne do. Mujhe farak nahi padta. Bas aap chodo.”

Unhone halka sa hans kar kaha, “Tera admirer manager neeche khada hai. Upar dekh raha tha. Chal usko acchi view dete hain.”

Unhone meri taang neeche utaari aur mujhe ghumaya. Ab meri peeth unki taraf thi aur main seedhe glass window se chipak gayi. Mere nange stan thandi glass se dab gaye — nipples glass se chipak kar flatten ho gaye. Unhone peeche se meri kamar pakdi, apna lund meri choot ke muhane par set kiya aur ek hi strong thrust mein pura andar dhakel diya.

“Aaaahhh… daddy…!” main glass par haath rakh kar cheekh si nikali. Stretch itna sudden tha ki meri taange kaanp gayi.Unhone mere baal ek haath se pakad liye aur peeche kheenche. Doosre haath se meri hips control ki. Ab pure peeche se dhakke shuru ho gaye. Har thrust meri peeth ko glass se daba raha tha. Mere stan glass par ragad rahe the, nipples thandi surface se touch ho-ho kar sakht the.

“Le beti… aise… poori tarah. Teri choot peeche se aur bhi tight lag rahi hai. kaisa feel ho raha hai jab main tujhe is glass se chipka ke chod raha hoon.”

Main unke baal kheenchne ke pressure mein sir peeche kiye hue thi. “Bahut deep… aapka lund pura andar tak… glass se stan dab rahe hain… aahh… aise hi zor se…”

Unhone mere baal aur kas kar pakde aur speed badha di. Thap-thap ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi. Meri gaand unke pelvis se takra rahi thi. 

“Teri ye position… nangi peeth, nangi gaand, aur meri lund teri choot mein. Neeche wale dekh rahe honge.”

“Haan… ekhne do unhe… main aapki randi hoon… aap jo marzi karo…”

Unhone mera sir thoda side kiya taaki main neeche dekh sakun. “Neeche dekh. Manager hai. Usko dekhte hue le mera lund.”

Maine nazar neeche daali. Manager poolside pe khada tha. Wo try kar raha tha na dekhne ki lekin uski nazar baar-baar upar aa rahi thi. Jab usne phir se upar dekha toh uski aankhen seedhe meri nazar se takra gayi. Usne dekh liya ki main glass se chipki hui hoon, mere stan glass se dabey hue hain, aur peeche se Rohan uncle mujhe pakde hue hain. Uske chehre par clear shock aur lust tha.

Rohan uncle ne mere kaan mein kaha, “Wo dekh raha hai na? Ab usko dikha ki tu kitni acchi chud rahi hai.”Main haanphte hue boli, “Haan… dekh raha hai… uski nazar mujh par hai… daddy… aur tez…”Jaise hi maine confirm kiya, Rohan uncle ne speed suddenly badha di. Ab dhakke tez aur gehre the. Meri body har thrust ke saath glass se ragad rahi thi.

 “Le… ab usko dikha. Main tujhe chod raha hoon aur tu usse dekh rahi hai. Teri choot meri hai… ye usko clear dikh raha hoga.”

Main manager ki nazar se multe hue unke dhakke le rahi thi. “Daddy… wo dekh raha hai… meri aankhen usse mili hui hain… aap ka lund itna deep… main aapki hoon…” Meri chut ne 2 baar paaani chod diyaa tha. ye mujhe situation mujhe bahot horny bana raha tha.

Unka lund meri choot mein phadakne laga. Unhone speed aur badha di. “Mera nikalne wala hai. Lekin pehle usko dikhana hai ki tu meri property hai.”

Unhone achanak lund bahar nikaal liya. Main khali feel karte hue siski bhari. Unhone mujhe turant ghutno pe bithaya. Main window ke saamne kneel kar gayi. Unhone apna geela lund mere muh ke saamne pakda.

“Muh khol. Ab le.”

Maine muh khola. Unhone lund andar dhakel diya aur tez face-fuck shuru kar diya. Meri aankhen paani se bhar aayi. Unhone mera sir pakad kar last ke kuch dhakke maare aur ek gehre grunt ke saath mere muh mein cum chodna shuru kar diya. 

Garam, thick cum meri jeebh par, gale mein fail gaya. Main jitna bhi le sakti thi nigalti rahi. Unka lund mere muh mein pulse kar raha tha jab wo last drops nikaal rahe the.Cum abhi bhi mere muh mein tha jab unhone mera sir thoda side kiya aur neeche manager ki taraf ek chhota sa wave kiya. Main bhi ussi direction mein dekh rahi thi. Manager ne wo wave dekh liya. Uske chehre par achanak hosh aaya. Wo turant nazar hata kar poolside se tez kadamon se chala gaya.

Rohan uncle ne apna lund mere muh se bahar nikaala. Main abhi bhi ghutno par thi, muh mein unka cum liye hue, saansein tez. Unhone mera chin upar uthaya.

“Poora pile beti”

Maine aankhen unse milate hue unka cum nigal liya. Taste namkeen aur garam tha. Neeche poolside ab khali tha. Manager chala gaya tha.

Main unke saamne kneel kiye hue thi, golden bikini ab bhi side mein khiska hua, stan nange, choot geeli, muh mein unke cum ka taste. Unhone mera baal sahlaaya. Aur mujhe paani pine ko diya.

[shanayaslut]

Maine Rohan uncle ki aankhon mein dekhte hue dheere se kaha, “Uncle… aaj subah ka ye sexx… mujhe bahut pasand aaya. Itna risky aur intense. Jab main wapas ghar jaungi toh ye subah subah sex ka maza miss karugi. Wahan koi nahi hoga jo aise uthate hi mujhe chode.”

Unhone mere baal me haath ferte hue muskuraya. Unhone kaha, "Koi baat nahi, ab ja fataft se fresh ho ja fir poolside chalte hai...."

Main bathroom ki taraf chali gayi. Andar jaakar Muh dhoya, face saaf kiya, cum ke saare traces hataaye. Phir golden metallic bikini ko theek se adjust kiya top wapas sahi position mein kiye, bottom bhi set kiya. Body abhi bhi sensitive thi, lekin ab presentable lag rahi thi.

Bahar aakar maine wardrobe se ek black sheer robe nikaali. Wo lambi thi, gaand tak cover karti thi, lekin bilkul transparent. Uske neeche golden bikini clearly dikh raha tha , shine aur curves dono highlight ho rahe the. Maine robe pehen li. Fabric halka tha, skin se dheere se ragad raha tha.

Rohan uncle ready the. Hum dono room se nikal kar elevator se neeche poolside ki taraf gaye. Jaise hi pool area mein step rakha, nazar ke saamne bada sa scene tha. Jo hissa humare room se nahi dikhta tha wahan kaafi log the — foreigners, Indians, couples, groups. Kuch swim kar rahe the, kuch sun loungers par let kar sunbath le rahe the, kuch pool mein khel rahe the, kuch drinks ke saath relax.

Jaise hi hum andar aaye, kai nazrein meri taraf mud gayi. Main feel kar sakti thi. Guys apni partners ke saath the lekin unki nazar chupke se mujh par aa rahi thi  mere sheer robe ke neeche golden bikini, mere stano ka curve, meri taangon ka shape. Wo try kar rahe the ki unki wives ya girlfriends na pakad lein, lekin unki hunger clear thi.

Rohan uncle ne door se kuch empty sun loungers dikhaye. “Wahan chal. Space hai.”

Hum wahan pahunch kar settle hue. Unhone apni lounger par bag rakha. Phir meri taraf dekh kar kaha, “Robe hata na ho to hata de..”

Main pehle se hi straps khol rahi thi. Maine sheer robe dheere se utaar kar side mein rakh di. Ab sirf golden metallic bikini mein thi. Aaspaas ki nazrein aur tez ho gayi. Main feel kar sakti thi kai mard time-time pe meri taraf dekh rahe the, mere bhari stano ki taraf, meri flat pet ki taraf, meri taangon aur gaand ke curve ki taraf.

Rohan uncle ne apna t-shirt utaar diya. Unka fit, mature sharir ab nazar aa raha tha, broad chest, light hair, strong arms. Wo ab sirf swimming trunks mein lounger par let gaye. Sunglasses pahen liye.

Main unke bagal wali lounger par let gayi. Sunglasses ki wajah se unki nazar clear nahi dikh rahi thi lekin main samajh sakti thi wo kya dekh rahe hain. Unhone dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Dekh beti… kitne hungry log hain yahan. Har doosra mard teri taraf dekh raha hai. Tere ye ripe stan, ye tight jawan body… sab ke dimaag mein ghumni shuru ho gayi hai. Kuch apni biwi ke saath hain lekin unki nazar teri cleavage se nahi hat rahi.”

Main thoda sharma kar towel se khelte hue boli, “Uncle, aap bhi na… over kar rahe ho. Log normal dekh rahe honge.”

Unhone sunglasses ke upar se meri taraf dekha. “Normal nahi. Main dekh sakta hoon. Unki hunger clear hai. Teri ye golden bikini unke liye extra fuel hai.”

Thodi der silence rahi. Phir unhone kaha, “Mujhe ek drink chahiye. Abhi wala session itna intense tha ki ab thoda relax karna hai. Waiter ko call karta hoon.”

Unhone haath uthakar nearby staff ko ishara kiya. Ek waiter aaya. Rohan uncle ne order diya — ek strong alcoholic drink apne liye, mere liye non-alcoholic fresh something. Waiter ne note kiya aur chala gaya.

Main lounger par leti hui aaspaas ka scene absorb kar rahi thi. Dhoop meri skin par pad rahi thi, golden bikini chamak raha tha, logon ki chori-chhipi nazrein feel ho rahi thi. Rohan uncle mere bagal mein sunglasses lagaye hue the, unka sharir dheere-dheere dhoop le raha tha. Mere aur unke beech thodi si distance thi lekin unka presence strong tha.

Main unse boli, “Uncle, pool pe kaafi log hain.”

Unhone jawab diya, “Haan. Weekend vibe hai shayad. Tujhe uncomfortable toh nahi feel ho raha itni nazron se?”

“Thoda… lekin strange tarike se pasand bhi aa raha hai..”

Unhone halka sa muskuraya. “Yahi toh farak hai. Tu ab notice karti ho aur react bhi karti ho. Pehle shy reh jaati.”

Drinks aane mein thodi der thi. Main aankhen band karke dhoop feel kar rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi jab main aankhen kholti toh kisi na kisi ki nazar jaldi se hat jaati. Rohan uncle sab dekh rahe the, main unhe jaanti thi.

Unhone phir se kaha, “Jab drink aaye toh thoda ghum ke bhi dikhana. Mujhe dekhna hai kitne logon ka focus toot ta hai.”

Main unki baat par halki si hasi mein boli, “Aap mujhe exhibit karna chahte ho yahan bhi?”

“Hamesha. Teri body itni attractive hai is age mein ki chhupana gunah hai. Aur main jaanta hoon tujhe bhi ye attention ka nasha pasand aa raha hai.”

Main kuch nahi boli. Unki baat mein sach tha. Poolside ki dhoop, logon ki nazrein, unka bagal mein hona, aur abhi thodi der pehle window wale session ka leftover heat . sab mil kar ek alag mood bana raha tha. Waiter abhi drinks leke aane wala tha.