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Thodi der baad waiter tray leke aaya. Do glasses the - ek strong amber colour ka drink Rohan uncle ke liye, ek fresh non-alcoholic mera. Usne pehle unke lounger ke side table par unka glass rakha, phir meri taraf aaya.

Rohan uncle ne sunglasses ke peeche se meri taraf dekha aur halka sa nod kiya. Mujhe unki baat yaad aa gayi - drink aaye toh thoda ghum ke dikhana.

Main lounger se dheere se uthi. Golden metallic bikini mein khadi hokar maine apne baal ek taraf kiye, thoda sa stretch kiya jaise body reopen kar rahi hoon, phir slow se ek poora turn liya. Peeth unki taraf se hoti hui, side profile, phir front.. Mere stan gold triangles mein move hue, kamar ka curve clear dikha, gaand ka shape bhi thodi second ke liye highlight hua.

Aaspaas ki kuch nazrein ruk gayi. Ek foreigner guy ne apni girlfriend se baat karte hue bhi meri taraf dekh liya. Do Indian guys jo pool ke edge par the, unki nazar bhi ek-do second ke liye atak gayi. Waiter ne bhi glass rakhte waqt ek quick glance liya, phir professional banne ki koshish ki.

Maine apna glass liya aur wapas lounger par let gayi. Dil thoda tez dhadak raha tha.

Rohan uncle ne apna drink uthate hue dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Accha kiya. Kam se kam chaar-paanch logon ka focus toot gaya. Tera ye chhota sa turn kaafi tha.”

Main glass se sip lete hue sharma kar boli, “Bas itna hi. Zyada nahi karna tha.”

Unhone sunglasses adjust kiye aur halka sa muskuraye. “Itna kaafi hai abhi ke liye. Drink pi, Baaki dekhte hain.”

Main lounger par leti rahi. Glass haath mein thi, golden bikini dhoop mein chamak rahi thi, aur aaspaas ki thodi si badhi hui nazrein ab bhi feel ho rahi thi. Rohan uncle mere bagal mein the, main apne non-alcoholic drink se chhoti-chhoti sips lene lagi. Main thoda relax feel kar rahi thi jab do shadow mere saamne aa gaye.

Do black men the. Dono almost 6’4” ke, bahut fit, broad shoulders, muscular arms, swimming trunks mein. Unka dark skin dhoop mein shine kar raha tha. Main unki height aur build dekhte hi thodi si stuck ho gayi. Itne tall aur solid the ki meri nazar unke pehle unke sharir par hi atak gayi.

Ek ne soft, deep awaaz mein kaha, “Hey… sorry to bother. Just had to say you look really stunning in that gold bikini. The colour on your skin is perfect.”

Doosre ne add kiya, “Yeah, seriously. You stand out from everyone here.”

Main unki height ki wajah se reply dene mein thodi der laga di. Dimag mein unka size ghum raha tha. Phir maine composure laate hue kaha, “Thank you… that’s nice of you to say.”

Unhone introduce kiya. Pehle wale ne kaha uska naam Marcus hai, doosre ka Jay. Dono London se the, vacation pe. Maine bhi apna naam bataya, Rohan uncle ka bhi briefly mention kiya.

Marcus ne thoda direct tone mein poocha, “So… are you available later tonight? We were thinking of hanging out, maybe some drinks somewhere quieter.”

Main ek second ke liye blank ho gayi. Available tonight? Unka matlab clear tha. Mujhe laga wo mujhe koi escort ya hooker samajh rahe hain. Chehra thoda garam ho gaya.

Rohan uncle ne sunglasses hataaye bina hi beech mein bolna shuru kar diya. Unhone casual lekin clear awaaz mein kaha, “Interesting question. Tell me something first… you guys ever been with a hotter just-legal teen than her? Be honest.”

Dono ki nazar meri taraf gayi, phir Rohan uncle ki taraf. Jay ne thoda lean hokar kaha, “Just legal? She’s teenager?”

Rohan uncle ne confirm kiya. “Yeah. Fresh Nineteen. And you’re asking about tonight.”

Unka interest clearly badh gaya. Marcus ne poocha, “Okay… so what’s the arrangement then? What kind of numbers are we talking if she’s available?”

Rohan uncle ne mera lounger ke armrest par haath rakha aur unse baat jaari rakhi. “She hasn’t done a threesome before. Never been with black guys either. First time for both things. So price would reflect that. You boys thinking of sharing her properly or what?”

Main unki baatein sunte hue bahut shy aur uncomfortable feel kar rahi thi. Maine Rohan uncle ki taraf dekh kar dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Uncle… aap kya kar rahe ho? Ye kya baat kar rahe ho?”

Unhone meri taraf sirf ek short glance diya aur phir unse baat continue ki. Conversation wahan rukne ka naam nahi le rahi thi. Marcus aur Jay dono lounger ke saamne khade-khade Rohan uncle se baat kar rahe the, aur unka tone ab clearly transactional ho chuka tha. Main unke beech mein baithi thi, golden bikini mein, dil tez dhadak raha tha, lekin Rohan uncle bilkul calm the.

Marcus ne thoda lean hokar poocha, “So how long are we talking? Full night or just a couple of hours?”

Rohan uncle ne sunglasses adjust kiye aur casual andaaz mein kaha, “Depends on the money and what you boys want. If it’s a proper session then minimum three-four hours. She gets tired if it’s rushed.”

Jay ne meri taraf ek nazar daali aur bola, “What all is allowed? Just straight or… everything on the table?”

Rohan uncle ne halka sa hans kar kaha, “Almost everything. She’s still new to some things but she learns fast. You can use her mouth, her pussy… if you pay extra then maybe more. But no marks on her body. I need her back in good condition.”

Main unki baatein sunte hue pareshan ho rahi thi. Maine unka haath pakad kar dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Uncle… bas kariye. Ye galat ho raha hai.”

Unhone meri baat ignore karte hue Marcus se poocha, “You guys have experience with young girls or this would be first time with someone just legal?”

Marcus ne jawab diya, “We’ve been with younger women but never been with a nineteen year old. She looks untouched in some ways… tight body.”

Rohan uncle ne mera description aise diya jaise koi menu padh raha ho, “Body is soft where it needs to be, tight where it matters. Boobs are heavy for her age, waist is small, ass is round. She can take rough if you warm her up properly. And she gets very wet very fast.”

Main phir se boli, “Uncle please… ab kaafi ho gaya. Log sunenge.”

Jay ne room ki baat puchi, “Where would this even happen? Our room or you arranging something?”

Rohan uncle ne sochte hue kaha, “Your room is fine if it’s clean. Or I can book an extra room under my name. But I stay close. I don’t leave her alone completely with strangers on the first time.”

Marcus ne rate ke baare mein seedha poocha, “What’s the number then? For both of us, full session.”

Rohan uncle ne meri jangh par haath rakhte hue kaha, “For two guys, first threesome, first time with black cock… I’m thinking something solid. She’s not cheap. You boys look like you can afford quality.”

Main unka haath hataate hue almost beg karti hui boli, “Uncle… main serious hoon. Rukiye. Ye joke ab zyada ho raha hai.”

Unhone ab bhi meri taraf sirf ek short smile diya aur Jay se poocha, “You prefer her on top or you both taking turns from behind? Just so I know how to prepare her.”

Jay ne seedha jawab diya, “Both. We like switching. And we want her to suck us properly first.”

Rohan uncle ne nod kiya, “She has a good mouth. Soft lips, no teeth. She can go deep if you hold her head right. Just don’t force too hard in the beginning.”

Main ab almost red ho chuki thi. Maine phir se unhe rokne ki koshish ki, “Uncle, suniye na… ye log galat samajh rahe hain. Clear kariye.”

Lekin wo conversation ko aur aage le jaate rahe. Marcus ne time confirm kiya, “If we agree tonight, what time should we come?”

Rohan uncle ne mere baalo mein hath ferte hue kaha, “After dinner. Around ten. She needs to eat and rest a little. I don’t send her exhausted.”

“Uncle, please… bas kariye. Ye galat direction mein ja raha hai.”

Wo meri baat sunte hue bhi unse baat karte rahe. Kai minutes tak ye horny, transactional tone wali conversation chalti rahi. Meri sharam badhti ja rahi thi. Golden bikini mein leti hui main un teenon ke beech fasi hui feel kar rahi thi.

Phir achanak Rohan uncle ne apna drink table par rakha aur seedha bola, “Okay, enough. I’m just messing with you both guys. She’s not a hooker. We’re here on vacation, just relaxing by the pool. I was pulling your legs… and hers too.”

Dono men ek second ke liye freeze se ho gaye. Phir Marcus ne thoda awkward smile ke saath kaha, “Damn… you got us. Really thought this was going somewhere.”

Jay ne meri taraf dekh kar sincere tone mein kaha, “Hey, really sorry about that. We read the situation completely wrong. Didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Marcus ne bhi add kiya, “Yeah, apologies. Can we at least get you a drink as a sorry? No hard feelings?”

Maine soft awaaz mein kaha, “It’s okay… no need for a drink. Just… misunderstanding.”

Unhone polite goodbye kaha, phir dono wapas apni taraf chale gaye. Main dekhte rahi jab tak wo crowd mein mix nahi ho gaye.

Jaise hi wo door hue, maine Rohan uncle ki taraf full body se turn kiya. “Uncle, ye kya tha? Aap unse aise baatein kar rahe the jaise… jaise main actually available hoon. Mujhe bahut weird feel ho raha tha.”

Unhone sunglasses wapas pehen liye aur casual tone mein kaha, “Relax. It was just fun. I wasn’t selling you. Unka reaction dekhna tha aur tera bhi. Kuch serious nahi tha.”

Main thodi der unka face dekhti rahi. Gussa nahi aa raha tha, bas residual sharam aur thoda sa residual thrill tha. Maine saans chhodte hue kaha, “Theek hai… jaane do. Aap hamesha boundary cross karke maza lete ho.”

Unhone mera glass thoda aage badhaya. “Usme hi sabse jyada maza hai, Naraz toh aise ho rahi hai jaise teri chut me khuji hi nhi hui ye sab baate sunke, Ab bata… wo dono pasand aaye kya?”

Maine thoda soch kar, abhi bhi thodi shy awaaz mein kaha, “Dono bahut lamba the. Almost 6’4”. Body fit thi, dark skin dhoop mein alag hi dikh rahi thi. Awaz bhi deep thi. Overall… strong presence thi.”

Rohan uncle ne halka sa nod kiya. Main lounger par wapas back let gayi. 

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Main abhi bhi lounger par leti hui apne drink ki last sips le rahi thi jab saamne se manager Rahul aa gaya. Uske haath mein tray thi jisme do fresh glasses the - clearly complimentary. Usne tray thoda jhukakar pehle Rohan uncle ke side table par ek glass rakha, phir mere side.

“Sir, madam… ye hotel ki taraf se complementary drinks hain. Hope aap enjoy kar rahe hong e,” usne kaha. Baat karte waqt uski nazar baar-baar meri taraf ja rahi thi — kabhi mere golden bikini top ki taraf, kabhi meri taangon ki taraf, phir jaldi se hat jaati.

Usne thoda smile karte hue kaha, “Aap dono bahut relax dikh rahe ho aaj. Madam ki beauty toh alag hi level ki hai is golden bikini mein… aur aap dono ki chemistry bhi bahut natural lag rahi hai. Couple dynamics bahut strong feel ho rahi hai.”

Rohan uncle ne sunglasses thoda upar kiye aur seedha bola, “Couple nahi hai. Ye mere dost ki beti hai. Mere purane friend ki daughter.”

Rahul ki aankhon mein ek chhoti si recognition si dikhi. Mujhe laga usne pehle wala compliment isliye maara tha taaki relation clear ho jaye. Usne turant subject change kiya.

“Achha… sorry for the assumption. Pool experience kaisa chal raha hai aapka? Water temperature, crowd, sab theek hai?” 

Rohan uncle ne casual andaaz mein kaha, “Pool accha hai. Water fresh hai, dhoop bhi perfect hai aaj.”

Maine bhi short mein add kiya, “Haan, peaceful lag raha hai. Thoda crowd hai lekin manage ho raha hai.”

Rahul ne nod kiya. Tab Rohan uncle ne thoda lean hokar usse poocha, “Tumhara khud ka pool experience kaisa rehta hai yahan? Roz dekhte ho ye sab.”

Rahul ne professional smile ke saath jawab diya, “Sir, main mostly operations dekhta hoon. Kabhi-kabhi evening ko water touch kar leta hoon jab crowd kam ho. Overall accha environment hai.”

Rohan uncle ke chehre par wohi mischievous smile aa gayi jo main pehchan ti thi. Unhone dheemi lekin clear awaaz mein kaha, “Main aaj subah wale experience ke bare mein pooch raha hoon.”

Main turant sharma gayi. Meri nazar glass pe chali gayi. Rahul ki aankhen ek second ke liye Rohan uncle se mili. Usne samajh liya tha ki ye aadmi open type ka hai aur baat ko cover mein rakhna nahi chahta.

Rahul ne thoda lower tone mein, lekin double meaning ke saath jawab diya, “Subah ka view… kaafi clear tha sir. Kuch cheezein door se bhi detail mein dikh jaati hain. Especially jab koi glass ke bilkul kareeb ho.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone apna naya drink uthate hue wapas double meaning mein kaha, “View dono taraf se clear tha. Jo dekhna chahta tha usne dekh liya… aur jo dikhana tha usne dikha bhi diya.”

Rahul bhi halka sa muskura diya. Teenon ke beech ka tension thoda light ho gaya. Baat ab openly awkward nahi rahi, balki ek quiet understanding wali ho gayi thi.

Mere man mein soch chali: Jab se Rahul yahan aaya hai, uski nazar chori-chhipi meri body par bar bar ja rahi hai. Meri bikini, meri cleavage, meri taangon ka shape… wo try karta hai professional dikhne ka lekin fail ho jaata hai. Uska ye decent aur respectful tarika… seedhe dirty na bolna… mujhe uske liye thoda soft feel de raha hai. Aur uski nazar se meri body react kar rahi hai. Thodi si wetness feel ho rahi hai.

Rahul ne tray side kiya aur kaha, “Main ab operations check karta hoon. Agar kuch chahiye ho toh staff ko bol dena, main arrange karwa dunga. Enjoy your time.”

Usne dono ko ek-ek short nod diya, meri taraf ek last glance liya, phir poolside ke exit ki taraf chal diya. Wo bilkul bahar, reception jaisi jagah par ruk kar waiters ko kuch instruct karne laga. Lekin uska position aisa tha ki wo ab bhi side se pool area dekh sakta tha.

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Rohan uncle ne sunglasses ke peeche se nazar daurai. Unhone dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Beti, thoda side se dekh. Tera manager abhi bhi door khada hai… lekin uski aankhen teri taraf se hat hi nahi rahi.”

Maine bina much head move kiye side se dekha. Rahul pool area ke bahar, ek pillar ke paas khada tha. Waiters ko kuch instructions de raha tha lekin uski nazar bar bar meri lounger par aa rahi thi. Jab meri nazar usse mili toh usne jaldi se face ghumaya.

Rohan uncle ne table se apna glass uthaya. “Uske bare mein kya sochti hai tu?”

Maine thoda soch kar kaha, “Mujhe wo decent lagta hai. Respectful baat karta hai. Jo bhi nazar maarta hai wo chhupa ke maarta hai… seedha ganda nahi bolta. Mujhe ye baat pasand hai usme.”

Unhone halka sa hans kar kaha, “Dekh uski taraf. Seedhe. Itne minutes se tujhe hi dekh raha hai.”

Maine dheere se head turn kiya. Rahul ab phir se meri taraf dekh raha tha. Jab meri aankhen uski aankhon se takraayi toh usne turant nazar hata li aur kisi waiter ko kuch bolne laga.

Main wapas Rohan uncle ki taraf mudi. “Shayad wo mere peeche kisi aur ko dekh raha ho… ya pool ke side ko.”

Unhone sunglasses adjust kiye. “Tu badi naive hai kabhi-kabhi. Uske andar teri body ke liye clear hunger hai. Wo chance mile toh tujhe chodne se nahi hatega. Uski nazar teri cleavage, teri taangon, teri bikini ke upar itni der se atki hui hai. Wo professional banne ki koshish karta hai lekin fail ho raha hai.”

Maine towel apne pet par ferte hue kaha, “Over soch rahe ho aap. Wo bas aise hi dekh raha hoga.”

Rohan uncle nahi maane. Unhone dheemi, slow awaaz mein baat jaari rakhi. “Soch jab wo raat ko akela hota hoga toh kya imagine karta hoga. Teri ye ripe body, ye bikini, ye soft stan… uske dimaag mein ghumte honge. Tu uske liye abhi bhi bilkul fresh aur forbidden lagti hogi.”

Unki baatein meri skin par asar kar rahi thi. Main unhe ignore karne ki koshish karti rahi lekin unke words se thodi si garmi badh rahi thi.

Phir unhone seedha kaha, “Chal, thoda usko arouse kar. Jaake baat kar.”

Maine turant head shake kiya. “Nahi. Wo decent hai. Main uske saath aisa nahi karna chahti. rehne do.”

Rohan uncle ne thoda lean hokar challenge wale tone mein kaha, “Bet lagata hoon. Tu uske paas ja. Kisi private se corner mein le ja. Seedha pooch ki wo kyun bar bar tujhe dekh raha hai… kyun teri body pe itni nazar maarta hai. Dekh wo kya jawab deta hai.”

Main unki aankhon mein dekh ti rahi. Mujhe samajh aa gaya wo kya chalana chahte hain. Thodi der sochne ke baad maine dheere se kaha, “Theek hai… main jaake poochti hoon.”

Unhone add kiya, “Aur agar wo confess kare ki wo tujhe pasand karta hai… ya teri body usse attract karti hai… toh uska dick pic leke aana.”

Main ekdam se uth kar baith gayi. “Ye toh bahut zyada ho gaya. Itna nahi.”

Unhone mera sunglasses thoda adjust karte hue kaha, “Kal se tera papa aa raha hai. Uske baad ye sab chance nahi milenge. Aaj last day hai aise freely behave karne ka. Soch ke dekh… baad mein regret mat karna.”

Main thodi der chup rahi. Unki baat mein sach tha. Papa aa jaayenge toh ye free atmosphere khatam. Mere andar thodi si “last chance” wali feeling uthhi. Main deep breath le kar boli, “Theek hai. Main try karti hoon.”

Main lounger se uthi. thodi si nervous lekin decide kiye hue. Rohan uncle ne peeche se dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Natural rehna. Aur haan… pic bhoolna mat agar mauka mile toh.”

Main unki taraf back karke Rahul ki direction mein chal padi. Wo abhi bhi poolside ke bahar wale area mein khada tha, waiters ko kuch dekh raha tha. Mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Har kadam ke saath main soch rahi thi ki usse kya bolungi, kaise private space dungi, aur agar wo honestly jawab de toh phir kya.

Main uske kareeb pahunch rahi thi. Usne mujhe aate hue dekh liya tha. 

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Main Rahul ke paas pahunchi. Wo abhi bhi pillar ke paas khada tha, phone pe kuch dekh raha tha. Jaise hi usne mujhe aate hue notice kiya, usne phone neeche kiya aur professional smile di.

Maine soft awaaz mein kaha, “Hi Rahul…”

Usne turant jawab diya, “Hello madam. Kaise help kar sakta hoon aapki?”

Main thoda kareeb aayi aur dheemi awaaz mein boli, “Mujhe aapse thodi baat karni thi. Private mein… agar possible ho toh.”

Uske chehre par thodi si surprise aayi lekin usne jaldi se nod kiya. “Haan, bilkul. Mera cabin poolside se attached hai, bilkul nearby. Chaliye.”

Wo aage-aage chala, main peeche. Cabin chhota sa tha, glass door wala, andar table, do chairs, aur ek small AC. Usne door khola, mujhe andar aane diya, phir door band kar diya. Bahar ka pool noise ab dheema ho gaya.

Main khadi rahi, golden bikini mein, thodi nervous. Usne mujhe chair offer ki lekin main khadi hi rahi. Maine seedha poocha, “Rahul… main seedhi baat karti hoon. Aap mujhe bar bar dekhte ho. Aaj bhi, kal bhi. Kya aapko main… pasand hoon?”

Usne thodi der nazar milayi, phir dheere se confess kiya, “Haan… pasand ho. Aap bahut sexy ho aur beautiful bhi. Jab se aap hotel aayi ho, aapki taraf nazar jaati hai. Control nahi ho pata kabhi-kabhi.”

Mere man mein Rohan uncle ka challenge ghumne laga — agar wo confess kare toh dick pic lena tha. Main andar se thoda excited ho gayi lekin face pe control rakha.

Maine uske kareeb ek step liya. Awaaz thodi soft aur slow banayi. “Aap itne decent ho… seedha kuch nahi bolte. Mujhe wo baat pasand hai. Lekin aapki nazar se main feel kar leti hoon. Aap sochte ho na mere bare mein…?”

Usne saans bhari. “Haan… sochta hoon.”

Main aur kareeb gayi. “Toh… ek baat poochun? Main aapke… uski pic le sakti hoon? Sirf dekhne ke liye..”

Uske chehre par clear shock aaya, phir usne thoda bold hokar kaha, “Agar aap apne… boobs dikhao pehle. Equal.”

Main thodi der ruki. Phir golden bikini top ke triangles ko side mein slide kar diya. Mere dono stan bahar aa gaye. Nipples hawa se touch hokar sakht the.

Usne dekhte hue kaha, “Itne perfect… size, shape, colour… sab. Bahut soft dikh rahe hain.”

Maine uska haath pakad kar apne stan par rakh diya. “Chhoo sakte ho. sharmao mat.”

Usne dheere se dono haathon se mere stano ko pakda. Soft pressure, phir thoda dabaya. Ungliyon se nipples ko feel kiya. Usne dheemi awaaz mein dirty comment kiya, “Itne naram aur heavy… sochta hoon inhe muh mein kaise lunga. Aapki ye body… raat ko dimaag se nahi utarti.”

Mujhe uske words pasand aaye. Meri saans tez hui. “Aap aise hi bolte rahiye…”

Usne thodi der aur mere stano ko masla, nipples ko pinch kiya, phir haath hataye. Usne apne pants ka zip neeche kiya aur underwear side karke apna lund bahar nikaala. Semi-hard tha, average se thoda lamba, clean.

Main phone nikaal kar uske kareeb gayi. Camera on kiya aur uske lund ki clear pic le li — ek front se, ek thoda side se. Usne koi objection nahi kiya.

Maine top wapas adjust kiya. “Thank you… ye sirf mere paas rahegi.”

Usne apna lund andar kiya aur zip upar ki. “Koi baat nahi. Aap… kabhi mood ho toh batana.”

Main uske cabin se bahar nikli. Poolside ki taraf wapas chal padi. Dil tez dhadak raha tha, phone mein uski pic save thi, stano par abhi bhi uske haath ka feel baaki tha. 

Main poolside wapas aayi toh Rohan uncle lounger par lette hue meri taraf dekh rahe the. Sunglasses thoda down kiye hue the. Jaise hi main unke kareeb pahunchi, unhone dheemi, dirty awaaz mein kaha, “Itni der laga di beti… cabin mein kya hua? Face pe kuch alag glow hai. Lagta hai manager ne tujhe acchi tarah ‘assist’ kiya.”

Maine unke lounger ke bagal mein lette hue aur bhi dirty reply diya, “Assist toh kiya… lekin haath se. Muh se nahi. Abhi tak toh sirf dekhne aur chhoone tak hi rukna pada. Taste baaki hai.”

Main unke bench ke side mein unse chipak kar let gayi. Golden bikini ab dhoop mein aur chamak raha tha. Unhone mera phone ki taraf ishara kiya.

Maine unhe bata diya jo cabin mein hua — kaise maine private baat ke liye le gayi, kaise usne confess kiya ki wo mujhe pasand karta hai, kaise maine top side kiya, usne mere stano ko chhua aur dirty comments diye, phir usne lund nikaala aur maine pic le li.

Phir maine gallery khol kar uski pic unhe dikhayi. Rahul ka lund clear dikh raha tha — thoda lamba, clean, semi-hard state mein.

Rohan uncle ne phone paas le kar dekha. Unki bhaawon mein surprise tha. “Arre wah… size toh unexpected hai. Decent dikhne wala manager itna rakhata hai. Tujhe kaisa laga ye dekh ke?”

Maine phone wapas lete hue double meaning mein kaha, “Dekhne mein toh accha laga. Clean hai, shape bhi theek hai. Lekin dekhne se pet nahi bharta na uncle. Kabhi-kabhi dimaag sochta hai ki muh mein kaise feel hoga… garam, pulse karta hua.”

Unhone mera kaan ke paas aakar tease kiya, “Muh mein feel karna chahti hai? Manager ka lund chusna hai tujhe? Itni jaldi taste ki craving ho gayi? Subah mere lund ke baad ab uska bhi chahiye?”

Main unki baat ka dirty jawab dete hue boli, “Craving toh ho rahi hai. Aapke baad kisi aur ka dekhne se comparison naturally aa jaata hai. Sochti hoon wo bhi mere hothon pe kitna bhari lagega… aur aap side mein dekh rahe honge.”

Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone mera pet par haath ferte hue aur dirty dialogues chalu rakhe. “Tu toh ab openly sochne lagi hai. Pehle shy thi, ab manager ke lund ki pic leke aayi hai aur taste ki baat kar rahi hai. Teri ye golden bikini ke neeche kya chal raha hai abhi? Geeli ho rahi hogi na soch soch ke.”

Maine unki taraf dekh kar kaha, “Thoda toh ho raha hai. Aapki baatein aur wo pic… dono mil rahe hain. Aap mujhe aur tease karoge toh main yahin pe control nahi kar paungi.”

Unhone thodi der aur tease kiya. Phir unhone seedha challenge diya, “Ab dobara ja. Is baar pic aisi lana jisme tu uska lund apne chehre ke bilkul kareeb pakde hue ho. Hothon ke paas, ya gaal se chipka ke. Clear dikhe ki tu usse hold kar rahi hai.”

Maine innocent face banate hue kaha, “Uncle… itna close? Wo kya sohega? Ki main uska lund chusne wali hoon?”

Unhone mera chin uthaya. “Wahi toh mazaa hai. Tu shy dikh, lekin kaam kar ke aa. Bol usse ki ek aur pic chahiye… is baar hold karke. Agar wo mana kare toh thoda seduce kar.”

Main thoda sochti hui, dirty double meaning mein boli, “Agar wo hold karne de diya… aur lund mere face ke paas aa gaya… toh main control nahi kar paungi shayad. Jeebh nikalne ka mann kar sakta hai. Aapko wo pic chahiye ya main wahan ruk jaaun?”

Unhone meri jangh par haath dabate hue kaha, “Pehle pic leke aa. Control rakh. Taste baad mein dekhte hain. Abhi ja, manager wait nahi karega hamesha ke liye.”

Maine uthte hue unko kaha, “Theek hai daddy… main jaake uska lund apne face ke paas pakadungi. Pic leke aati hoon. Aap yahan sochte rahiye ki main wahan kya kar rahi hoongi.”

Main phir se Rahul ki taraf chal padi. 

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Main Rahul ke paas dubara pahunchi. Wo ab reception ke side wale chhote corridor mein khada tha, phone check kar raha tha. Jaise hi usne mujhe aate hue dekha, uski nazar meri golden bikini par ruki, phir meri aankhon se mili.

Maine uske kareeb jaakar dheemi, double meaning awaaz mein kaha, “Rahul… mujhe phir se private space chahiye. Kuch aur baat karni hai.”

Usne aaspaas dekh kar meri taraf lean kiya. “Kitna close? Cabin mein hi baat karni hai ya kuch aur bhi?”

Maine uska haath halka sa touch karte hue kaha, “Cabin theek hai. Wahan jo last time nikaala tha… usko is baar mere face ke bilkul paas hold karna hai. Pic chahiye aisi jisme wo mere hothon ke kareeb dikhe.”

Uske chehre par samajh aa gayi. “Aapka uncle ne condition rakhi hai kya? Unko aisi pic chahiye?”

Maine thoda smile karte hue confess kiya, “Haan. Unhone kaha agar aapne pasand wala confess kiya toh pehli pic. Ab unhone kaha doosri pic aisi ho jisme main usko apne chehre se chipka ke pakdun. Aap ready ho?”

Rahul ne thodi der socha, phir condition rakhi. “Ready hoon… lekin meri bhi condition hai. Pehle kiss. Aur is baar boobs sirf dekhna nahi, properly touch karna. Last time halka tha. Ab full.”

Maine uski aankhon mein dekhte hue double meaning mein kaha, “Kiss aur touch… dono milake aapko garam karenge. Phir aap apna wala nikaaloge mere face ke paas. Fair lagta hai.”

Usne cabin ka door khola aur andar le gaya. Door band hote hi usne mujhe table ke kareeb kheench liya. “Pehle condition poori karo.”

Maine uske hothon par apne hoth rakh diye. Soft start, phir gehra. Meri jeebh uski jeebh se mili. Usne mere gale mein haath daala, kiss ke dauran mere bikini top ko side kiya aur dono stano ko haath mein le liya. Is baar zor se dabaya, nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya, ghumaaya.Kiss todte hue usne dirty kaha, “Itne soft aur bhari… last time se bhi better feel ho rahe hain. Sochta hoon inhe chusne ka mauka kab milega.”

Maine uske haath ko apne stano par aur dabate hue jawab diya, “Abhi toh sirf haath se khel rahe ho. Agar pic ke baad bhi control raha toh sochte hain aage ka.”

Usne mere ek nipple ko thumb se ragadte hue poocha, “Aapka uncle dekhna chahta hai ki tumhara chehra mere wale ke kitna kareeb jaata hai. Tumhe khud kaisa lagega jab wo tumhare hothon se touch hone wala hoga?”

Maine uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, “Curious hoon. Dekhne mein alag tha, paas laane mein shayad aur alag ho. Aap nikaalo, main hold karti hoon.”

Usne pants khole aur lund bahar kiya. Ab wo pehle se zyada hard tha. Maine usko haath mein liya — garam, pulse karta hua. Usne mere stano ko masalte hue dirty comment kiya, “Tumhare haath mein aake aur tight ho gaya..”

Maine uska lund apne gaal se chipkaya, phir hothon ke bilkul kareeb le gayi. Itna close ki garam feel meri skin par aa raha tha. Phone dusre haath se nikaal kar maine pic li — clear, uska lund mere face ke against, meri aankhen camera mein.

Usne meri baalo mein haath ferte hue kaha, “Itna control kaise rakh rahi ho? Hothon pe rakh do toh aur acchi pic aati.”

Maine uska lund abhi bhi face ke paas pakde hue dirty jawab diya, “Control isliye rakh rahi hoon kyunki condition pic ki thi, taste ki nahi. Warna jeebh nikalne ka mann toh kar raha hai.”

“Agar tumhara uncle allow kare toh next time ye control nahi rahega.”

Maine last pic aur le li, thoda different angle se — lund mere hothon ke edge par. Phir usko dheere se chhod diya. Top wapas set kiya.

“Pic mil gayi. Condition complete.”

Usne zip upar ki. “Tum jab chaaho wapas aa sakti ho. Main yahin rehta hoon duty pe.”

Main cabin se bahar nikli. Phone mein ab do pics thi — ek pehli wali, dusri is close-up wali jisme uska lund mere face se chipka hua tha. 

Main poolside wapas aayi toh Rohan uncle already meri taraf dekh rahe the. Main unke lounger ke bagal mein baith gayi aur phone unke haath mein de diya.

“Uncle, ho gaya. Is baar unhone condition rakhi — kiss aur properly boobs touch. Maine maan liya. Phir unka wala mere face ke bilkul kareeb hold kiya aur pic le li.”

Unhone gallery kholi. Dusri pic dekhte hi unki saans thodi bhari hui. Pic mein Rahul ka lund mere gaal aur hothon ke kareeb tha, mera haath usko pakde hue, meri aankhen camera mein.

Unhone phone tight pakad kar kaha, “Fuck beti… ye pic dekh ke control nahi ho raha. Tera chehra itna kareeb uske lund se. Tere hoth almost touch kar rahe hain. Tujhe kaisa laga jab wo itna paas tha?”

Maine unke kaan ke paas dirty jawab diya, “Garam feel ho raha tha uncle. Pulse bhi feel ho raha tha. Jeebh nikalne ka mann kiya lekin control kiya kyunki aapne pehle pic maangi thi. Unhone mere stan bhi is baar zor se masle… nipples pinch kiye… chusna bhi chahta tha.”

Rohan uncle ka lund trunks ke andar clearly tight ho gaya tha. Unhone meri jangh par haath rakha. “Tu uske lund ko face se chipka ke aa gayi aur ab yahan baithe hue uske taste ki baat kar rahi hai. Mera lund ab hard ho gaya hai ye soch ke.”

Phir unhone uth kar mera haath pakad liya. “Chal. Abhi uske paas chalte hain. Private mein baat karni hai. Mera lund itna tight hai ki yahan nahi ruk sakta.”

Main unke saath uthi. Hum Rahul ke paas gaye. Rohan uncle ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Rahul, ek minute private chahiye. Cabin available hai?”

Rahul ne dono ko dekh kar nod kiya. “Haan sir. Aaiye.”Teenon cabin mein gaye. Door band hua. Rohan uncle ne seedha baat start ki.“Rahul, do baar cabin mein meri beti ke saath jo ho chuka hai. Pehli baar pic, doosri baar uske face ke paas lund hold karwaya. Ab main yahan hoon. Ek kaam karo mere saamne isko kiss karo.”

Main sharma kar unke arm ke peeche thodi si hide si ho gayi. Andar se excitement tez thi lekin face pe shy act kiya. “Uncle… yahan… aapke saamne?”

Rohan uncle ne mujhe kamar se pakad kar aage kiya. “Haan. Main dekhna chahta hoon.”

Rahul thoda ruka, phir aage aaya. Usne mera face dono haathon mein liya. Main abhi bhi shy dikhane ki koshish kar rahi thi lekin ruk nahi paayi jab usne mujhe kheench kar apne se chipka liya.

Usne mere hothon par apne hoth rakh diye. Pehle soft, phir gehra. Jeebh andar. Kiss ke dauran usne mere kaan ke paas dirty kaha, “Tumhare uncle dekh rahe hain aur tumhara muh mere muh mein hai. Tumhari ye narmi… sochta hoon kitna aur le sakta hoon.”

Main uske kiss mein kho rahi thi. Mere haath uske chest par the. Wo mere bikini top ko side karke mere stano ko haath mein le raha tha, dabate hue.

Rohan uncle side mein khade the, unki awaaz dirty aur excited thi. “Haan… aise hi. Iska muh acchi tarah chus. Daba uski chuchiyaa. Beti, tu shy mat ban. Le uska kiss. Teri jeebh usko de.”

Rahul ne kiss todte hue mera neeche ka hoth chusa aur phir se gehra kiss kiya. Usne mere ek nipple ko ungli se ragadte hue kaha, “Tumhare uncle ke saamne tum itni soft ho rahi ho. Inhe chusne ka mann kar raha hai.”

Rohan uncle ne aur kareeb aakar kaha, “Chus bhi sakta hai. Main rok nahi raha. Iski body abhi garam hai last cabin wale scene se. Isko properly feel kar.”

Main Rahul ke muh mein siski bhar rahi thi. Uske haath mere nange stano par the, uski jeebh meri jeebh se lapet rahi thi, aur Rohan uncle unke saamne khade hokar har cheez ko dirty words mein describe kar rahe the.

“Dekh beti… manager tera muh chod raha hai kiss se. Tere stan uske haath mein hain. Tu kitni geeli ho rahi hogi abhi. Bol usse kaisa lag raha hai.”

Maine kiss ke beech mein haanphte hue kaha, “Acha… lag raha hai… uncle dekh rahe hain… aur ye mujhe aise pakde hue hai…”

Rahul ne mera baal peeche karke mera gale bhi chuma. “Tumhari khushboo… bikini ke neeche tumhari body… sab pagal kar raha hai.”

Rohan uncle ka lund trunks mein clearly outline de raha tha. Unhone meri gaand par peeche se haath rakha jab main Rahul ko kiss de rahi thi. “Aise hi le. Main yahin hoon. Jo karna hai kar. Isko shy mat hone de.”

Main dono ke beech fas gayi thi — aage Rahul mera muh aur stan le raha tha, peeche Rohan uncle dekh rahe the aur dirty bol rahe the. Meri body respond kar rahi thi. 

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Rohan uncle ne ekdum se move kiya. Unhone apne swimming trunks ke sides pakde aur neeche sarka diye. Trunks girte hi unka lund poora nanga aur sakht saamne aa gaya — mota, nasen ubhri hui, pehle se hi tight. 

Unhone mera kiss Rahul se tod diya. Mere hoth abhi bhi khule the jab unhone mera kamar pakad kar mujhe table ki taraf kheench liya. Unhone khud table ke edge par baith gaye aur mujhe apne beech kheench liya. Main unke saamne khadi thi, unke khade lund ke bilkul kareeb.

Unhone mera muh apni taraf kheench kar gehra kiss shuru kar diya. Jeebh andar, hoth chuste hue. Kiss ke dauran unhone mere golden bikini top ke strings khol diye. Top gir gaya. Mere stan nange ho gaye, unke seene se ragad rahe the.

Peeche Rahul khada tha. Rohan uncle ne kiss ke beech mein uski taraf nazar se ishara kiya. Rahul samajh gaya. Usne apne kapde utaar diye. Ab wo bhi nanga tha, lund already hard.

Main Rohan uncle ko kiss de rahi thi jab unhone mera right haath pakad kar neeche unke lund par rakh diya. Maine automatically usko stroke karna shuru kar diya  upar-neeche, garam, pulse karta hua. Phir unhone mera sir dheere se neeche kiya. Main unke lund ko muh mein lene lagi, lekin beech-beech mein uth kar unke hothon ko phir se chusne lagti. Kiss aur blowjob mix ho gaya tha.

Rohan uncle ne mera bikini bottom ke side strings pakde aur ek jhatke mein neeche sarka diye. Main shock se unke lund ko muh se nikaal kar unki taraf dekhi. Poori nangi ho gayi thi cabin mein, do mard ke saamne.

Mere man: Ye kya ho raha hai… subah window pe chudi, ab is cabin mein dono ke saamne nangi. Asraf ke baad ab manager… aur Rohan uncle bhi hain. Dar bhi hai, lekin ye naya excitement alag hai. Papa kal aa rahe hain… aaj last din hai aise khulne ka.

Rahul peeche se kareeb aaya. Usne apna lund meri geeli choot par ragadna shuru kiya — supada meri folds ke beech, clit par, upar-neeche. Main Rohan uncle ke lund ko haath se sahlate hue unko kiss de rahi thi. Peeche se dusra lund meri choot ko tease kar raha tha.

Rohan uncle ne mera muh thoda sa alag karke poocha, awaaz bhari hui, “Bol beti… kya wo aage badhe? Uska lund teri choot mein legi?”

Main unki aankhon mein dekhte hue, peeche se ragad feel karte hue dirty tone mein boli, “Haan daddy… mai chahti hun wo aapke samne mujhe chode. Aap dekhte rahiye… aapki beti ko ye manager chod raha hai. Please… andar daalo isko rahul.”

Rahul ne meri hips pakdi. Usne apna lund meri choot ke muhane par set kiya aur dheere se push karna shuru kiya. Stretch. Pressure. Inch by inch andar jaane laga. Main Rohan uncle ke lund ko tight pakde hue unke seene mein siski bharne lagi.

“Aaaahhh… daddy… andar ja raha hai....aapki beti ki choot iske lund se bhar rahi hai…”

Rohan uncle ne mere baal sahlaaye, unka lund meri mutthi mein phadak raha tha. Unka chehra clearly cloud nine pe tha. “Haan beti… Mere saamne hi teri choot uska lund nigal rahi hai aur tu mujhe daddy bula rahi hai. Aur gehra le.”

Rahul ne ek controlled thrust diya. Poora andar. Main rohan uncle ke lund ko muh ke kareeb laakar phir se chusne lagi jab peeche se Rahul dhakke dena shuru kiya. Har thrust par meri body aage jhoolti, Rohan uncle ke lund mere hothon se ragadta.“Daddy… aahh… ye chod raha hai mujhe… aapke saamne… aapki randi beti… iska lund alag feel ho raha hai… aap dekhte rahiye…”

Rohan uncle ne mere stan ko haath se dabaya. “Bol usse bhi. Bol ki tu meri beti hai aur wo tujhe chod raha hai mere dekhte hue.”

Maine peeche muh karke, dhakke lete hue kaha, “Rahul… chod do… mere daddy dekh rahe hain… unki beti ko aap chod rahe ho… zor se…”

Rahul ne speed badha di. Uske gote meri gaand se takra rahe the. Main Rohan uncle ke lund ko chusti, nikaalti, phir unke muh se kiss karti. Teen bodies ki garmi cabin mein thi.

“Daddy… meri choot isse bhar gayi hai… aap bhi feel karo… aapki beti do lund ke beech mein hai… ek muh mein, ek andar…”

Rohan uncle ne mera face upar uthaya aur gehra kiss kiya jab Rahul peeche se chod raha tha. Unka lund meri hatheli mein hard tha. 

“Aisi randi hai meri beti. Manager ko apni choot de rahi hai aur mujhe daddy bula rahi hai.”

Main unke dirty words aur Rahul ke thrusts ke beech kho rahi thi. 

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Rohan uncle ne apna phone uthaya aur Rahul ke haath mein thama diya. Unhone dheemi lekin clear awaaz mein kaha, “Record kar. Tu isko chod raha hai, ye mera lund chus rahi hai. Angle aisa rakhna ki dono dikhe.”

Rahul ne phone set kiya. Camera on ho gaya. Main rohan uncle ke lund ko muh mein liye hue thi, peeche se uske dhakke aa rahe the. Ab recording bhi start ho gayi thi. Har thrust par meri body aage jhoolti, unka lund mere gale ke kareeb jaata.

Rohan uncle ne mere baal pakad kar kaha, “Dekh camera mein. Bol ki tu kya kar rahi hai.”

Maine unka lund muh se nikaal kar, haanphte hue kaha, “Daddy ka lund chus rahi hoon… aur peeche se manager meri choot chod raha hai… ”

Phir wapas muh mein le liya. Rahul ne speed maintain ki. Camera meri nangi peeth, meri gaand, aur unke lund ko capture kar raha tha.

Thodi der baad Rohan uncle ne position change karwai. Unhone mujhe table par litaya. Main back ke bal let gayi, taange khuli. Unhone mere sir ke paas khade hokar apna lund mere muh ke saamne kiya. Rahul ne meri taange uthayi aur beech mein aakar phir se andar dhakel diya.

Ab naya angle tha. Main unka lund chus rahi thi, Rahul missionary-style dhakke de raha tha, aur phone se record kar raha tha. Mere stan uchal rahe the har thrust par.

Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Bol beti Kis kis ka lund le rahi hai tu.”

Maine unka lund hothon se ragadte hue boli, “Daddy ka muh mein… manager ka choot mein… dono ek saath… ”

Rahul ne meri taange aur chaudi ki. Uske dhakke gehre ho gaye. “Ma’am… itni tight chut hai aapki mujhe bahut maza aa raha hai”

Rohan uncle ne mera ek stan dabaya. “Isko aur zor se chodo.”

Main unke lund ko deep le rahi thi jab Rahul chod raha tha. Table ki thandi surface meri peeth se ragad rahi thi. Doosri position mein intensity alag thi — unka face dekh pa rahi thi, unka lund muh mein, aur andar dusra lund.

Phir unhone teesri position karwai. Unhone mujhe uthaya, table ke edge par pet ke bal jhukaya. Main aage se unka lund muh mein leti, peeche se Rahul table par chad gaya aur firse meri chut me daal diya. Mai pet k bal table pe leti thi aur rahul mujh par chadha hua tha. Rohan uncle ne mera baal kheench kar mera muh apne lund pe control kiya.

Rahul ne hips pakad kar tez dhakke diye. Har dhakke par meri awaaz unke lund ke around nikalti. Phone ab side se record kar raha tha - meri nangi back, manager ka lund meri chut ke andar-bahar, aur aage mera muh rohan uncle ke lund par.

Rohan uncle ne kaha, “Aise hi. Table par jhuki hui, ek lund muh mein, ek choot mein. Meri beti do mard ke beech chud rahi hai. Bol kaisa lag raha hai.”

Maine unka lund nikaal kar, laar se hoth geele kiye hue kaha, “Daddy… rahul peeche se poora bhar raha hai… muh mein aapka lund… dono saath… main aapki randi hoon… ”

Rahul ne meri gaand par haath ferte hue speed badha di. “Sir, andar se nichod rahi hai.”

Rohan uncle ne mera chin upar kiya. “Camera dekh. Bol ki tu meri beti hai aur ye tujhe chod raha hai.”

“Main aapki beti hoon daddy… ye manager mujhe chod raha hai aapke saamne… aap record kar rahe ho… meri choot iske lund ki ho gayi hai abhi…”

Dhakke tez ho gaye. Rahul ki saansein bhari thi. Rohan uncle ne uski taraf dekha.“Rahul… andar hi daal. Meri beti ki choot mein apna maal bhar de. Poora bhar de.”

Rahul ne last ke kuch strong thrusts diye. Main unke lund ko muh mein liye hue uske orgasm ko feel kar rahi thi - uska lund andar phadka, garam cum meri choot mein failne laga. Usne meri hips kas kar pakde rakhe jab wo unload kar raha tha.

Rohan uncle ne phone uske haath se nahi liya, recording jaari rahi. Main table par thi, muh mein unka lund, choot mein Rahul ka cum. Unhone mere baal sahlaaye.

“Mera abhi nakhi niklega, bas hold kar baad me nikalunga..”

Maine unka lund muh se nikala aur ek last suck de diya, Manager ne juice ki bottle pass ki mujhe mai wahin thodi der leti rahi. Cabin me ab hum teeno nange baithe the.