Adultery Anjali Ka Bigadna: Vikram Ki Gandi Tamanna"

[Darling Ashwini]

Mai yaha pe new hu or meri ye pahali story hai, waise mai secret reader bahut pahle se hu. Ab story shuru karte hai.

Character Introduction
1. Anjali (The Masoom Biwi)

Age: 30 saal.
Appearance: Ekdum gora aur milky rang, masoom chehra aur badi badi sharmili aankhein. Woh hamesha ek sanskari aurat ki tarah saree pehenti hai, lekin uska jism uske kapdon ke andar hamesha tadapta rehta hai.
Body Details: Anjali ka figure ekdum "Perfect Hourglass" hai. Uske Tits (Breasts) ka size 36E hai, jo bahut hi bhari, heavy aur bade hain, jo uske blouse mein dab kar ekdum sexy lagte hain. Uski kamar (waist) 26 inch ki bahut patli hai. Uski Gand (Ass) ka size 38 inch hai, jo ekdum perfect, moti aur lachakdar hai na bahut zyada badi, na choti, bas ekdum lachakdar aur sexy shape mein. Uski Chut (Pussy) bahut hi naram aur gulabi hai, jo abhi tak ek asli mard ke lund ke liye bilkul virgin hai.
Nature: Bahut hi sharmili, sanskari, aur ghar ki maryada mein rehne wali.

2. Vikram (The Slum Kingpin)
Age: 35 saal.
Appearance: Lamba, muscular aur ekdum khatarnak "Bad Boy" look. Uski aankhon mein hamesha ek lalach aur gandi chamak rehti hai, jaise woh kisi bhi aurat ko dekhte hi uski chut mein lund daalne ka sapna dekhne lage.
Body Details: Vikram ka jism ekdum tagda aur mazboot hai. Uska Lund (Penis) 8.5 inch lamba hai aur kafi mota (thick) hai, jo kisi bhi aurat ko andar se phad dene ke liye kaafi hai. Usko auraton ko bigadne aur unke jism se khelne ka junoon hai. Uska stamina aisa hai ki woh ek hi baar mein aurat ko lund se itna nichod dega ki woh behosh hone lagegi.
Nature: Kamina, fearless, aur bahut hi zyada lustful. Woh slum ka raja hai, jiske paas paisa bhi hai aur power bhi.

3. Rajesh (The Boring Husband)
Age: 32 saal.
Appearance: Ekdum sadharan, middle class dikhne wala aadmi. Na zyada lamba, na zyada muscular. Ekdum seedha saadha dikhta hai.
Body Details:Rajesh ka jism bilkul normal hai. Uska Lund (Penis) sirf 4.5 inch ka hai, jo bahut hi chota aur patla hai. Uska stamina bhi bahut kam hai, woh sex karte waqt 5 minute bhi nahi tik pata. Is wajah se Anjali ki chut hamesha adhoori aur pyaasi reh jati hai.
Nature: Bahut hi boring aur sanskari. Woh Anjali se pyar toh karta hai, par uske jism ki asli garmi aur lund ki pyaas ko samajh hi nahi pata.

4. Vikram ka Gang (The Wild Group)
Yeh slum ke woh log hain jo duniya ke darr se bilkul azad hain. Is gang mein aise ladke aur ladkiyan hain jo bahut hi "bindhasth" hain. Yahan koi sharam nahi hai. Gang ke members ke beech mein sex, nanga pan, aur masti ek aam baat hai. Sab log ek dusre ke saath bindhas hokar khelte hain, lekin sab apni marzi se karte hain.

[Darling Ashwini]

Mai yaha pe new hu or meri ye pahali story hai, waise mai secret reader bahut pahle se hu. Ab story shuru karte hai.

Character Introduction
1. Anjali (The Masoom Biwi)

Age: 30 saal.
Appearance: Ekdum gora aur milky rang, masoom chehra aur badi badi sharmili aankhein. Woh hamesha ek sanskari aurat ki tarah saree pehenti hai, lekin uska jism uske kapdon ke andar hamesha tadapta rehta hai.
Body Details: Anjali ka figure ekdum "Perfect Hourglass" hai. Uske Tits (Breasts) ka size 36E hai, jo bahut hi bhari, heavy aur bade hain, jo uske blouse mein dab kar ekdum sexy lagte hain. Uski kamar (waist) 26 inch ki bahut patli hai. Uski Gand (Ass) ka size 38 inch hai, jo ekdum perfect, moti aur lachakdar hai na bahut zyada badi, na choti, bas ekdum lachakdar aur sexy shape mein. Uski Chut (Pussy) bahut hi naram aur gulabi hai, jo abhi tak ek asli mard ke lund ke liye bilkul virgin hai.
Nature: Bahut hi sharmili, sanskari, aur ghar ki maryada mein rehne wali.

2. Vikram (The Slum Kingpin)
Age: 35 saal.
Appearance: Lamba, muscular aur ekdum khatarnak "Bad Boy" look. Uski aankhon mein hamesha ek lalach aur gandi chamak rehti hai, jaise woh kisi bhi aurat ko dekhte hi uski chut mein lund daalne ka sapna dekhne lage.
Body Details: Vikram ka jism ekdum tagda aur mazboot hai. Uska Lund (Penis) 8.5 inch lamba hai aur kafi mota (thick) hai, jo kisi bhi aurat ko andar se phad dene ke liye kaafi hai. Usko auraton ko bigadne aur unke jism se khelne ka junoon hai. Uska stamina aisa hai ki woh ek hi baar mein aurat ko lund se itna nichod dega ki woh behosh hone lagegi.
Nature: Kamina, fearless, aur bahut hi zyada lustful. Woh slum ka raja hai, jiske paas paisa bhi hai aur power bhi.

3. Rajesh (The Boring Husband)
Age: 32 saal.
Appearance: Ekdum sadharan, middle class dikhne wala aadmi. Na zyada lamba, na zyada muscular. Ekdum seedha saadha dikhta hai.
Body Details:Rajesh ka jism bilkul normal hai. Uska Lund (Penis) sirf 4.5 inch ka hai, jo bahut hi chota aur patla hai. Uska stamina bhi bahut kam hai, woh sex karte waqt 5 minute bhi nahi tik pata. Is wajah se Anjali ki chut hamesha adhoori aur pyaasi reh jati hai.
Nature: Bahut hi boring aur sanskari. Woh Anjali se pyar toh karta hai, par uske jism ki asli garmi aur lund ki pyaas ko samajh hi nahi pata.

4. Vikram ka Gang (The Wild Group)
Yeh slum ke woh log hain jo duniya ke darr se bilkul azad hain. Is gang mein aise ladke aur ladkiyan hain jo bahut hi "bindhasth" hain. Yahan koi sharam nahi hai. Gang ke members ke beech mein sex, nanga pan, aur masti ek aam baat hai. Sab log ek dusre ke saath bindhas hokar khelte hain, lekin sab apni marzi se karte hain.

[Darling Ashwini]

Mai post q nahi kar paa raha hu

[Darling Ashwini]

Chapter 1: Ek Pyaasi Biwi aur Ek Boring Shuruat

Shehar ki bheed bhaad aur shor se door, ek purane lekin saaf suthre ilake mein Rajesh aur Anjali apna naya ghar basa rahe the. Rajesh ko do mahine pehle hi shehar mein ek achhi naukri mili thi, isliye unhone yahan ek chota sa 1BHK flat rent par liya tha. Ghar thoda chota tha, lekin Anjali ke liye yeh ek nayi shuruat thi.

Anjali, jo ab 30 saal ki ho chuki thi, uski sundarta ab apne sabse upar mod par thi. Uska gora rang aur uski aankhon ki masoomiyat dekh kar koi bhi keh sakta tha ki woh ek sanskari aur ghar ki maryada mein rehne wali aurat hai. Lekin uske is masoom chehre ke peeche ek aisa jism chhupa tha, jo har pal kisi mard ki garmi ke liye tadapta tha.

Dopehar ka waqt tha. Anjali ne ek halki neeli (light blue) rang ki cotton ki saree pehni hui thi. Saree ka kapda itna patla tha ki jab woh chalti thi, toh uske 36E size ke bhari aur bade tits saree ke andar se saaf mehsoos hote the. Uska blouse thoda tight tha, jis wajah se uske tits upar ki taraf ubalte hue lagte the aur har saans ke saath upar neeche hote the. Jab woh ghar ki safai kar rahi thi, toh uski 26 inch ki patli kamar aur uske peeche uski 38 inch ki lachakdar aur moti gand saree ke piche se ek dum perfect shape mein hilti hui dikh rahi thi.

"Anjali... zara dekhna, yeh dabba kahan rakha hai?" Rajesh ne kamre se awaaz lagayi.

Anjali ne thoda sa muskura kar jawab diya, "Bas do minute Rajesh, main abhi aayi."

Anjali jab Rajesh ke paas gayi, toh usne dekha ki Rajesh apne laptop mein laga hua tha. Rajesh ek seedha saadha aadmi tha, jo kaam mein hi dooba rehta. Woh Anjali se pyar toh karta tha, lekin uske jism ki garmi ko samajhna uske bas ki baat nahi thi.

Raat ko jab dono bistar par lete, toh Anjali ko hamesha ki tarah wahi purani kami mehsoos hui. Rajesh ne Anjali ke upar jaakar uske saath sex karne ki koshish ki, lekin uska 4.5 inch ka chota sa lund Anjali ki gehri aur pyaasi chut ko sukoon dene ke liye kafi nahi tha. Rajesh ka lund itna chota aur patla tha ki Anjali ko lagta jaise uske jism mein kuch bhi mehsoos hi nahi ho raha. Rajesh bas 5 minute mein hi haanfne lagta aur thak kar so jata, lekin Anjali ki bhari tits aur uski pyaasi chut abhi bhi mard ki garmi ke liye tadap rahi thi.

Anjali ne khidki se bahar dekha. Thodi doori par, shehar ke us hisse mein jahan andhera zyada tha, wahan Slum dikhayi de raha tha. Wahan ki galiyon mein shor tha, lalach tha, aur ek alag hi tarah ki garmi thi. Anjali ko nahi pata tha ki us slum ke raja, Vikram, ki gandi nazrein jald hi uske is masoom jism par tikne wali hain.

Anjali ko mehsoos ho raha tha ki uski yeh boring zindagi jald hi badalne wali hai. Uske andar ki woh pyaas, jo Rajesh kabhi bujha nahi paya, shayad us slum ke kisi khatarnak mard ke bade aur mote lund se hi bujhegi.

[Darling Ashwini]

[Darling Ashwini]

Chapter 3: Pehli Takraar aur Jism ki Garmi

Bazaar ki us ghatna ke baad Anjali ka mann thoda ghabraya hua tha. Woh ek bahut hi sharif aur sharmili aurat thi, jise hamesha se lagta tha ki mard ki nazar sirf izzat dene ke liye hoti hai. Lekin us lambe aur khatarnak mard, Vikram, ki nazron mein jo lalach tha, woh Anjali ne pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Us lalach ne Anjali ke jism ke andar ek ajeeb si, halki si thartharahat paida kar di thi ek aisi thartharahat jise woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi.

Agli dopahar, ghar mein bahut garmi thi. Rajesh phir se apne kaam mein busy tha aur Anjali akeli ghar par thi. Garmi se bachne ke liye Anjali ne apni saree thodi dheeli kar di thi. Usne ek patli si sleeveless cotton ki choli pehni hui thi, jo uske bhari aur naram tits ko mushkil se sambhaal paa rahi thi. Jab woh ghar ka kaam kar rahi thi, toh uske tits ka wazan uske jism par mehsoos hota tha, aur har baar jab woh jhukti, toh uske bhari tits choli ke andar se thoda upar ki taraf ubalte hue lagte the. Uska jism paseene se halka lachak raha tha, aur uski naram chamdi par garmi ka ehsaas usse andar hi andar bechain kar raha tha.

Tabhi, ghar ke purane lakdi ke darwaze par ek zor se dastak hui.

Anjali ne apna pallu thoda sahi kiya aur darwaza khola. Darwaza khulte hi uske saamne ek lamba, chouda aur kaale rang ka saaya khada tha. Woh Vikram tha.

"Ji... kaun?" Anjali ne sharmate hue, apni nazrein neeche kiye poochha. Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.

"Pados wale slum se aaya hoon. Kuch saaman ki delivery hai," Vikram ne ek gehri aur bhari awaaz mein kaha. Uske chehre par wahi purani gandi muskurahat thi.

Anjali ne darwaza thoda aur khola, lekin jaise hi woh thoda aage badhi, Vikram ki gehri aur garam saansein Anjali ke chehre par lagne lagin. Vikram ki nazrein Anjali ke chehre par nahi, balki uske gehre neckline par tik gayi thi, jahan se uske 36e size ke bade aur naram tits ka ek bahut hi sundar aur lalach bhara hissa dikh raha tha.

Vikram ki nazrein Anjali ke jism ko aise chhaan rahi thi jaise woh uske kapdon ke paar dekh raha ho. Usne dekha ki kaise garmi ki wajah se Anjali ke tits ke beech mein halka sa paseena chamak raha tha. Vikram ka lund, jo uske kachhe mein pehle se hi sakht tha, Anjali ki is nazdeeki se aur bhi zyada bada aur mota hone laga. Uska 8.5 inch ka lund uski pant ke andar ek bhari ubhaar ban gaya tha.

"Aap... aap andar aaiye, saaman de dijiye," Anjali ne darr aur ek anjaani si kashish ke saath kaha.

Vikram andar aaya aur usne darwaza peeche se halka sa band kar diya. Kamre mein achanak garmi badh gayi. Anjali kitchen ki taraf jaane lagi, aur jab woh chali, toh uski 38 inch ki moti aur lachakdar gand uski patli kamar ke saath ek lachakdar dance kar rahi thi. Vikram uske peeche khada hokar uski gand ko hilte hue dekh raha tha. Usse aisa lag raha tha jaise woh un bhari tits aur us lachakdar gand ko apne haathon mein bhar le.

"Aapka naam kya hai, itni sundar aurat ka?" Vikram ne Anjali ke peeche se hi poochha. Uska jism Anjali ke bahut kareeb tha.

Anjali thoda thithak gayi. Usne pehli baar mehsoos kiya ki koi mard uske itne kareeb khada hai ki uski garmi uski peeth par lag rahi hai. Usne palat kar dekha, toh Vikram uske itne paas tha ki Anjali ko uski chouda chhati aur uski mardana khushbu mehsoos hone lagi.

"Mera naam... Anjali hai," usne dheere se kaha, apni nazrein jhuka kar.

Vikram ne ek kadam aur aage badhaya, jisse uska sakht lund Anjali ke naram hips se halka sa takraya. Anjali ke jism mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Woh dar gayi thi, lekin uske andar ki woh pyaasi chut, jo Rajesh ke chote lund se kabhi nahi bhuj paayi thi, is mardana garmi ko mehsoos karke halki si geeli hone lagi.

[Laspencer]

Very nice story

[Asli lund]

Anjali

[Hotgiri]

Pls
Add hot gif n pic

[Darling Ashwini]

Very nice story

Thank you

[Darling Ashwini]

Anjali kitchen mein pani lekar bahar aayi, lekin uska dhyan pani ke glass par kam aur Vikram ke us bhari, mardana jism par zyada tha jo abhi bhi wahin khada tha. Vikram ne Anjali ko dekha, uski nazrein Anjali ke chehre se niche utri aur uske gehre neckline par thahar gayi, jahan uske bhari tits ki lachak saaf dikh rahi thi.

"Anjali ji... aapka pani," Vikram ne ek halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi.

Anjali ne kaanpte hathon se glass Vikram ki taraf badhaya. Jaise hi usne glass pakda, Vikram ne uske hath ko halka sa chhua. Woh chhua sirf ek pal ka tha, lekin Anjali ko aisa laga jaise kisi ne uske poore jism mein bijli dauda di ho. Uske pairo ke niche ki zameen jaise hil gayi.

"Aap... aap bahut pyaase lag rahe hain," Anjali ne dabi hui awaaz mein kaha, uski nazar niche jhuki hui thi. Uska chehra sharam se laal ho raha tha, lekin uski saansein tez ho gayi thi.

Vikram ne glass liya, lekin usne Anjali ko jaane nahi diya. Usne glass ek taraf rakha aur Anjali ke ek kadam aur kareeb aa gaya. Anjali ko uske mardana jism ki garmi apne chehre par mehsoos ho rahi thi. Vikram ki aankhein ab Anjali ke tits par tiki thi, jo uski tez saanso ke saath upar niche ho rahe the.

"Pyaas toh hai, Anjali ji," Vikram ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar dheere se kaha, uski garam saans Anjali ke kaan par lag rahi thi. "Lekin sirf pani se pyaas nahi bujhti... Kuch cheezein aisi hoti hain jo sirf mardana garmi se hi milti hain."

Anjali ki aankhein phat gayi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use laga shayad Vikram ko uski dhadkan sunayi de rahi hai. "V Vikram ji... aap... aap kya keh rahe hain?" usne ladkhadate hue pucha. Uska dimaag keh raha tha ki woh peeche hat jaye, lekin uske bhari tits aur uski bhari hips jaise Vikram ki taraf khiche chale ja rahe the.

Vikram ne apna ek hath Anjali ki kamar par rakha, jahan uski saree ka pallu thoda sarak gaya tha. Usne apni ungliyon se Anjali ki naram kamar ko halka sa dabaya. "Aapka jism kuch aur hi keh raha hai, Anjali ji. Aapki saansein, aapka ye lachakta hua jism... sab bata rahe hain ki aap kitni bechain hain."

Anjali ne apni aankhein band kar li. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki woh darr rahi hai ya lalach kar rahi hai. Vikram ka hath uski kamar par itna garam tha ki Anjali ko apne pussy ke nichle hisse mein ek halki si nami (wetness) mehsoos hone lagi. Uska sharir, jo barso se sharafat ki chadar odhe tha, ab Vikram ki gandi baaton se pighalne laga tha.

"Aap... aap bahut badtameez ho gaye hain," Anjali ne ek halki si shikayat ki, lekin uski awaaz mein gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb si lachak thi.

Vikram ne ek shararati muskurahat ke saath uske chehre ko upar uthaya. "Badtameezi toh abhi shuru hui hai, Anjali ji. Abhi toh maine sirf baatein ki hain... asli maza toh tab aayega jab main aapke is sharafat ke parde ko hamesha ke liye hata dunga."

[Darling Ashwini]

Chapter mai image kaisse aadd karu

[Darling Ashwini]

Chapter 5: Zehreli Baatein (The Poisonous Words)
Anjali kitchen mein pani lekar bahar aayi, lekin uska dhyan pani ke glass par kam aur Vikram ke us bhari, mardana jism par zyada tha jo abhi bhi wahin khada tha. Vikram ne Anjali ko dekha, uski nazrein Anjali ke chehre se niche utri aur uske gehre neckline par thahar gayi, jahan uske bhari tits ki lachak saaf dikh rahi thi.

"Anjali ji... aapka pani," Vikram ne ek halki si muskurahat ke saath kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi.

Anjali ne kaanpte hathon se glass Vikram ki taraf badhaya. Jaise hi usne glass pakda, Vikram ne uske hath ko halka sa chhua. Woh chhua sirf ek pal ka tha, lekin Anjali ko aisa laga jaise kisi ne uske poore jism mein bijli dauda di ho. Uske pairo ke niche ki zameen jaise hil gayi.

"Aap... aap bahut pyaase lag rahe hain," Anjali ne dabi hui awaaz mein kaha, uski nazar niche jhuki hui thi. Uska chehra sharam se laal ho raha tha, lekin uski saansein tez ho gayi thi.

Vikram ne glass liya, lekin usne Anjali ko jaane nahi diya. Usne glass ek taraf rakha aur Anjali ke ek kadam aur kareeb aa gaya. Anjali ko uske mardana jism ki garmi apne chehre par mehsoos ho rahi thi. Vikram ki aankhein ab Anjali ke tits par tiki thi, jo uski tez saanso ke saath upar niche ho rahe the.

"Pyaas toh hai, Anjali ji," Vikram ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar dheere se kaha, uski garam saans Anjali ke kaan par lag rahi thi. "Lekin sirf pani se pyaas nahi bujhti... Kuch cheezein aisi hoti hain jo sirf mardana garmi se hi milti hain."

Anjali ki aankhein phat gayi. Uska dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki use laga shayad Vikram ko uski dhadkan sunayi de rahi hai. "V Vikram ji... aap... aap kya keh rahe hain?" usne ladkhadate hue pucha. Uska dimaag keh raha tha ki woh peeche hat jaye, lekin uske bhari tits aur uski bhari hips jaise Vikram ki taraf khiche chale ja rahe the.

Vikram ne apna ek hath Anjali ki kamar par rakha, jahan uski saree ka pallu thoda sarak gaya tha. Usne apni ungliyon se Anjali ki naram kamar ko halka sa dabaya. "Aapka jism kuch aur hi keh raha hai, Anjali ji. Aapki saansein, aapka ye lachakta hua jism... sab bata rahe hain ki aap kitni bechain hain."



Anjali ne apni aankhein band kar li. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki woh darr rahi hai ya lalach kar rahi hai. Vikram ka hath uski kamar par itna garam tha ki Anjali ko apne pussy ke nichle hisse mein ek halki si nami (wetness) mehsoos hone lagi. Uska sharir, jo barso se sharafat ki chadar odhe tha, ab Vikram ki gandi baaton se pighalne laga tha.

"Aap... aap bahut badtameez ho gaye hain," Anjali ne ek halki si shikayat ki, lekin uski awaaz mein gussa nahi, balki ek ajeeb si lachak thi.

Vikram ne ek shararati muskurahat ke saath uske chehre ko upar uthaya. "Badtameezi toh abhi shuru hui hai, Anjali ji. Abhi toh maine sirf baatein ki hain... asli maza toh tab aayega jab main aapke is sharafat ke parde ko hamesha ke liye hata dunga."

[Darling Ashwini]

Chapter 6: Akelapan aur Khayalat (The Deepening Despair of Lust)

Vikram ne Anjali ki kamar se hath hataya, lekin uski ungliyon ki garmi Anjali ki naram skin par ek nishaan chhod gayi thi. "Abhi aap thoda aaram kar lijiye, Anjali ji," Vikram ne uski aankhon mein aankhein daal kar ek gehri, mardana awaaz mein kaha. Uske chehre par ek aisi muskurahat thi jo Anjali ko bata rahi thi ki woh sirf aaram karne nahi, balki uske dimaag mein zeher gholne ja raha hai.

Anjali bina kuch kahe, ladkhadate hathon se apne kamre ki taraf nikal gayi. Uske pairo mein jaan nahi thi, aur har kadam par use aisa lag raha tha jaise uski saree uske bhari tits aur hips se chipak kar use Vikram ki yaad dila rahi ho. Jaise hi usne kamre ka darwaza band kiya, usne ek gehri saans li, lekin woh saans uske seene mein hi atak gayi.

Woh apne bistar par baith gayi, uski saansein ab bhi tez aur asaman (irregular) thi. Usne apne dono hath apne seene par rakhe, jahan uske bhari tits tezi se upar niche ho rahe the. Uska dimaag ek jung ka maidan ban chuka tha. Ek taraf uski barson ki sharafat, uski maryada, aur uski pavitra image thi... aur doosri taraf Vikram ki woh mardana garmi jo uske dimaag mein aag laga rahi thi.

Kya ho raha hai mujhse? Main kyun aise kaanp rahi hoon?" usne khud se pucha, uski awaaz kamre ki khamoshi mein ek tadapti hui sarsarahat ki tarah goonji.

Anjali ne apni aankhein band kar li, lekin band aankhon ke peeche ka nazaara aur bhi khatarnak tha. Use har pal Vikram ka woh hath mehsoos ho raha tha jo uski kamar par tha. Use aisa lag raha tha jaise woh hath abhi bhi uski naram skin ko dhoond raha ho. Uska dimaag use gandi, ashleel tasveerein dikhane laga woh tasveerein jo ek 'sharafat pasand' housewife kabhi sochne ki himmat bhi nahi karti.

Usne aankhein band ki toh use dikha ki Vikram uske bilkul kareeb hai, uski bhari saansein Anjali ke gardan par lag rahi hain. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uske dimaag mein ek ajeeb si lachak paida ho rahi hai. Uska dimaag use keh raha tha, "Dekho, woh mard kitna taqatwar hai... uska jism kitna garam hai..."

Anjali ka jism ab uske dimaag ke kabu mein nahi tha. Use mehsoos hua ki uski saree ke andar uska sharir ek ajeeb si garmi se bhar gaya hai. Uske bhari tits mein ek ajeeb sa bhari pan aur lachak mehsoos ho rahi thi, jaise woh tits kisi mardana hath ke dabav (pressure) ke liye tadap rahe hon. Aur sabse zyada sharam ki baat toh yeh thi ki uski pussy ke nichle hisse mein ek geeli nami (wetness) mehsoos hone lagi thi. Woh nami uski sharam ki aakhri deewar ko tod rahi thi.

"Nahi... Anjali, sambhal ja! Woh ek ajnabi hai... woh ek mard hai jo tumhare pati jaisa nahi hai..." usne apne aap ko jhinjhodne ki koshish ki. Usne apne hathon se apne gaalon ko dabaya, lekin uske hathon ka sparsh bhi use Vikram ke sparsh jaisa lagne laga.

Lekin lalach toh zeher ki tarah phail chuka tha. Uska dimaag ab uski sharafat se lad nahi raha tha, balki uski sharafat ka mazak uda raha tha. "Kitni jhoothi ho tum, Anjali... tumhari sharafat sirf ek parda hai, andar se toh tum bhi us mard ki garmi ke liye tadap rahi ho."

Anjali ne apne bistar ki chadar ko zor se mutthi mein jakad liya. Uska poora jism ek ajeeb si lachak aur garmi se bhar gaya tha. Use aisa lag raha tha jaise uska sharir pighal kar bistar mein mil jayega. Uske bhari hips bistar par lachak rahe the, aur uski saansein ab itni tez thi ki unka shor kamre mein saaf sunaayi de raha tha.

Woh khud se lad rahi thi, lekin har baar jab woh khud ko rokne ki koshish karti, Vikram ki woh gandi, zehreli baatein uske kaanon mein phir se goonjne lagti. "Aapka jism kuch aur hi keh raha hai, Anjali ji..."

Anjali ne apni aankhein zor se band kar li, lekin ab uski aankhon se ek aansu nikal kar uske gaal par beh gaya yeh aansu darr ke nahi, balki us lalach aur us tadap ke the jise woh samajh nahi paa rahi thi. Woh ek aisi raah par nikal padi thi jahan se wapas lautna namumkin tha.



Tabhi, darwaze ke bahar kisi ke chalne ki halki si aahat sunayi di. Anjali ka dil itni zor se dhadakne laga ki use laga uska seena phat jayega. Kya Vikram wapas aa raha tha? Kya woh uski is tabaahi ko dekhne aa raha tha?