Pune Ki Barsaat Aur Priya Ki Pehli Wild Raat
Pune ki barsaat bahut tez thi us din. 14th floor ke apartment mein paani ki boondein khidkiyon pe tap-tap kar rahi thi, aur andar AC ki thandi hawa mein Priya aur Vikram ka ghar jaise ek chhota sa nasha bhara hua tha. Vikram, 30 saal ka, ek mid-level manager tha ek MNC mein. Din bhar meetings, calls, aur ghar aate hi Priya ke saath hi lag jaata. Priya, 27 saal ki, ghar se hi freelance graphic designing karti thi. Uski body… bilkul filmi thi – 5’5” ki height, bhari-bhari 36DD boobs jo har kapde mein zor se ubhar aate, patli kamar jo curve banati, aur gol, tight gaand jo chalte waqt halke se hilti rehti. Lambi straight black hair, glowing fair skin, aur woh hamesha thodi si sharmili muskaan – log dekhte hi ruk jaate.
Subah ka scene bahut pyara tha. Vikram gym se wapas aaya tha, body thodi si paseene se chamak rahi thi. Priya kitchen mein khadi thi – ek thin white spaghetti strap tank top pehni hui, jo deep plunging neckline wala tha. Top itna tight aur short tha ki uske heavy boobs neeche se underboob dikh raha tha, aur thande AC mein uske brown nipples clearly poke kar rahe the. Neeche sirf ek ultra-short cotton shorts, jo uski thighs ko barely cover kar raha tha aur gaand ke neeche se thoda sa under-cheek bhi dikha raha tha.
“Jaan, coffee ready hai,” Priya ne muskurate hue kaha, apne hair ko side mein karte hue.
Vikram uske peeche aa kar usko seene se laga liya. Uske haath Priya ke kamar pe the. “Baby, tu itni hot lag rahi hai subah-subah. Yeh top… waah. Teri cleavage itni deep hai ki main control nahi kar paa raha.”
Priya halke se sharma gayi, uske gaal laal hue. “Arre nahi Vikram… yeh toh ghar ka hi hai. Bahar toh main aise nahi pehenti na. Log kya kahenge?”
Vikram ne uske neck pe kiss kiya aur dheere se bola, “Log kya kahenge yeh sochne ki zarurat nahi. Mujhe toh bahut accha lagta hai jab tu aise bold pehenti hai. Sach bataun? Kai mahine se ek fantasy mere dimag mein ghum raha hai… ki main tujhe kisi aur ke saath dekhun. Tu uske saamne khule dil se enjoy kare. Main paas baith kar tujhe encourage karun… aur dekhun ki meri Priya kitni khush hoti hai.”
Priya ka haath ruk gaya. Woh palat kar uski taraf dekhi, aankhein badi-badi. “Kya bol rahe ho tum? Main teri biwi hoon Vikram… aisa kaise ho sakta hai? Mujhe toh bilkul nahi samajh aa raha.”
Lekin uski awaaz mein sirf sharm aur thodi si curious si halki si hichkichahat thi, na ki gussa.
Vikram ne pyar se uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya. “Baby, main force nahi kar raha. Bas soch ke dekho. Hum dono ka sex life toh accha hai, lekin main chahta hoon ki tu aur zyada feel kare. Koi strong, handsome mard tujhe touch kare, tere boobs ko dabaye, aur tu pagal ho jaaye maze se. Main yahin rahunga… tera haath pakad ke. Tu jitna comfortable ho, utna hi.”
Priya ne uske chest pe sir rakh diya. “Pagal ho kya? Main aise kisi ke saamne kaise… sharma jaungi main. Aur waise bhi, kaun karega aisa?”
“Humare building mein hi ek naya tenant aaya hai – Karan. 32 saal, gym trainer aur personal coach. Solid body, friendly. Kal hi society meeting mein mila tha. Main soch raha tha dinner pe invite karun. Sirf baat karne ke liye… phir jo hoga, naturally.”
Priya ne dheere se sar hilaya, lekin uski aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. “Theek hai… lekin sirf dinner aur baat. Aur Vikram, agar mujhe uncomfortable lage toh turant rok dena, okay?”
“Promise baby. Tera comfort sabse pehle.”
Us din Priya kaam karte hue bhi baar-baar sochti rahi. Shaam ko jab Vikram ghar aaya, Priya ne kuch alag try kiya. Ek off-shoulder black camisole jo uske shoulders aur upper boobs ko khula chhod raha tha, deep neckline mein cleavage bahut zyada dikh rahi thi. Neeche ek short grey lounge skirt jo thighs ke upar tak sirf 4-5 inch hi thi. Fabric itna soft aur thin tha ki uske nipples halke se dikhte the.
“Waah jaan… yeh kya baat hai?” Vikram ne usko ghuma kar dekha, uski aankhein chamak rahi thi.
Priya ne sharmate hue apne arms cross kiye, jo uske boobs ko aur bhi press kar raha tha. “Tumhari baat yaad aa rahi thi… toh socha thoda try karun. Lekin yeh bahut exposing hai na? Main ghar ke bahar aise nahi nikal sakti.”
Vikram ne usko kiss kiya, haath uske underboob pe ghumate hue. “Baby, ghar mein hi toh hai. Aur mujhe yeh dekh kar bahut maza aa raha hai. Kal Karan ko bula lete hain dinner pe. Tu aise hi ready hona… main paas rahunga.”
Priya ne halke se uske lips pe bite kiya. “Arre nahi… agar woh dekh lega toh kya sochega? Main sharma jaungi Vikram. Please dheere se shuru karna.”
“Main hoon na tere saath. Tu bas relax kar aur apne dil ki sun.”
Us raat bed pe bhi Vikram ne fantasy share ki. Priya ke upar let kar, uske andar dheere se ghusedte hue woh uske kaan mein whisper kar raha tha, “Soch… Karan tere in heavy boobs ko chus raha hai… tu uske liye moan kar rahi hai.” Priya us raat bahut zyada wet hui thi, uske moans normal se zyada loud the.
Agla din barsaat aur tez thi. Vikram ne Karan ko message kiya dinner ke liye. Karan ne turant haan bol diya. Priya din bhar thodi nervous thi lekin andar se excited bhi feel kar rahi thi. Shaam 7 baje tak woh ready hui – ek deep red halter neck crop top jo sirf neck pe tie tha, front mein bahut deep plunge, sideboob almost pura dikh raha tha aur underboob bhi halka sa. Neeche ek ultra-short black denim skirt jo uski gol gaand ko tight se wrap kiye hue thi, har baar jhukne pe panty line dikh jaati.
Karan aaya – tall, broad shoulders, tight polo shirt mein muscles saaf dikhte the, friendly smile. “Hi Priya, bahut beautiful lag rahi ho aaj. Yeh weather bhi romantic hai.”
Priya ne muskurate hue thanks kaha, lekin uske gaal laal the. Dinner ke dauran wine khuli. Baatein normal se shuru hui – Pune ki traffic, gyms, movies. Vikram ne dheere se Priya ke thigh pe haath rakha aur squeeze kiya. Karan notice kar raha tha Priya ke boobs ko – jab woh hasi toh cleavage aur gehri ho gayi.
Raat 10:30 baje lights dim ho gayi. Vikram ne finally topic touch kiya, pyar se. “Karan bhai, ek personal baat hai. Main aur Priya… hum dono ek nayi cheez try karna chahte hain. Priya ko thoda explore karna hai, aur main usko full support karta hoon. Tu comfortable ho toh…”
Karan surprised tha lekin uski aankhein chamak uthi. “Seriously? Priya, tu okay hai isse?”
Priya ne neeche dekha, uski fingers apne skirt ke hem se khel rahi thi. “Main… main thodi nervous hoon. Yeh pehli baar hai. Agar kuch galat lage toh bata dena please. Vikram yahin rahega na?”
Vikram ne uske haath pakde. “Haan jaan. Main poora time yahin hoon. Tu jitna chahe, utna. Agar rukna ho toh bol dena. Main tujhe bahut pyar karta hoon isliye yeh chahta hoon ki tu maze le.”
Priya ne dheere se sar hilaya. “Theek hai… lekin bahut dheere se. Aur mujhe paas mat chhodna.”
Karan ne dheere se Priya ke paas baith kar uske haath pe kiss kiya. Priya kaampti thi. “Relax Priya… tu bahut sexy hai.”
Vikram ne muskurate hue kaha, “Baby, let him touch you. Teri yeh halter top mein tu kitni hot lag rahi hai. Open karne de usko.”
Priya ne halke se “Arre nahi… abhi se?” kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein excitement thi.
Karan ne halter top ke ties ko dheere se khola. Thin fabric neeche sarak gaya aur Priya ke heavy, round 36DD boobs bahar aa gaye – full, firm, nipples already hard. Priya ne instinctively haath se cover karne ki koshish ki. “Vikram… main sharma rahi hoon… yeh sabke saamne…”
“Baby, mat chhupa. Dekh kitne beautiful hain. Karan ko maze lene de,” Vikram ne pyar se kaha, uske baal sehlate hue.
Karan ne ek nipple ko muh mein liya aur chusne laga. Priya ki saans tez ho gayi, ek soft moan nikal gayi – “Mmmhh… aahh…”
Vikram bed ke paas baith gaya, Priya ka haath apne haath mein liye. Karan ne Priya ko utha kar bedroom le gaya. Vikram peeche-peeche.
Bed pe Priya ko litaya gaya. Karan ne uski short skirt ka button khola aur dheere se neeche sarak diya. Priya ki pink lace panties already wet thi. “Kitni wet ho gayi ho sweetheart,” Karan ne muskurate hue kaha.
Priya ne Vikram ki taraf dekha. “Jaan… yeh sach mein ho raha hai? Main pagal ho jaungi isse.”
Vikram ne uske forehead pe kiss kiya. “Haan baby. Enjoy kar. Tu meri hotwife hai aaj raat. Main yahin hoon.”
Karan ne panties bhi utar di. Uski smooth pussy glistening thi. Usne ek ungli andar daali aur dheere se andar-bahar karne laga. Priya ki back arch ho gayi, “Aahh Karan… dheere… bahut accha lag raha hai.”
Phir Karan ne apna shirt utara, solid chest aur abs dikhe. Jeans kholi – uska lund 8.5 inch ka, thick aur veiny. Priya ki aankhein chamak uthi.
Vikram ne dheere se bola, “Baby, haath mein le usko. Chus le agar mann kare.”
Priya ne sharma kar haath badhaya. Pehle sirf touch kiya, phir dheere se muh mein liya. Karan ke moans se kamra bhar gaya. Priya dheere-dheere deep throat karne lagi, kabhi gagging hoti, kabhi aur zor se chusti. “Mmmph… hmm…”
Vikram ne Priya ke hair ko gently pakad kar help kiya. “Bahut achha kar rahi hai jaan. Dekh kitna enjoy kar raha hai woh.”
Foreplay ke baad Karan ne Priya ko missionary position mein liya. Pehla thrust dheere tha, lekin jab pura andar gaya toh Priya ki cheekh nikal gayi – “Aaaahhh Karan… bahut mota hai… dheere pel rahe ho…”
Vikram paas baitha tha, Priya ke haath pakde hue. “Feel kar baby. Yeh tera naya maza hai. Zor se le le usko.”
Karan ne rhythm badhaya. Bed creak kar raha tha. Priya ke heavy boobs zor-zor se bounce kar rahe the, bangles ki awaaz aa rahi thi, uski payal bed ke saath jingle kar rahi thi. Sweat se uska body chamak raha tha. “Haan Karan… aur zor se… thok na mujhe…”
Pehla round lambi thi. Priya pehli baar itna zor se cum ki ki uski thighs kaanpne lagi, pussy se squirt nikal aaya. “Vikram… main… main control nahi kar paa rahi… bahut maza aa raha hai!”
Vikram ne uske lips pe kiss kiya. “I love you baby. Aur enjoy kar. Tu kitni sexy lag rahi hai aise.”
Position badli – doggy style. Karan ne Priya ki gaand pe hard spanks diye, laal nishaan pad gaye. Har spank pe Priya chillayi, “Haan… maar meri gaand… aur zor se!”
Vikram ne dekha uski biwi kaise khul rahi thi. Uska apna lund rock hard tha jealousy aur arousal ke mix se.
Cowgirl mein Priya khud upar-neeche ho rahi thi, uske boobs Karan ke muh ke paas. “Chos inko… pura muh bhar le… aahh!”
Dirty talk ab bold ho chuka tha. Karan bola, “Teri chut kitni tight aur garam hai Priya… main ise faad dunga aaj.” Priya ne jawab diya, “Haan faad de… pel de pura andar… chod mujhe jaise tu chahe!”
Second round mein Karan ne hard pounding kiya. Ek creampie – garam cum Priya ki pussy mein bhar diya. Jab woh bahar nikala toh cum overflow ho kar thighs pe behne laga. Karan ne ungli se kuch cum uthaya aur Priya ke muh mein diya. Priya ne aankhein band kar ke chata.
“Vikram dekh… uska cum andar hai mere… kitna garam hai,” Priya ne thaki hui lekin khush muskurahat ke saath kaha.
Vikram ne usko tightly hug kiya. “Baby, tu meri queen hai. Kitna beautiful lag rahi hai tu aise.”
Raat abhi baaki thi. Teesra round standing position mein – Priya ko wall ke saath laga kar Karan ne ghuseda. Priya ke ek leg uske kamar pe, payal jingle kar rahi thi. “Zor se pel… faad de meri chut Karan… main teri hoon aaj!”
Vikram paas khada tha, Priya ke boobs daba raha tha aur nipples pinch kar raha tha. “Scream for him baby. Let it all out.”
Priya ka dusra squirt – floor pe paani gir raha tha. Uski aankhein roll ho rahi thi, body convulsing kar rahi thi, legs uncontrollably kaanp rahe the.
Teen creampies ke baad raat ke 4 baje tak chala. Har baar Priya aur zyada bold aur needy hoti gayi. Finally Karan thak kar side pe let gaya.
Vikram ne Priya ko apne arms mein le liya. Uski body paseene, cum aur uske perfume ke mix se bhari hui thi. Priya ki saans abhi bhi tez thi, lekin chehre pe ek gehri satisfaction thi.
“Jaan… thank you,” Priya ne dheere se kaha, uske chest pe sir rakh kar. “Mujhe aisa feel kabhi nahi hua tha. Lekin sabse zyada khushi is baat ki hai ki tu yahan tha… dekh raha tha… aur mujhe encourage kar raha tha.”
Vikram ne uske hair sehlaaye. “Main bhi kabhi itna excited nahi tha. Tujhe aise khulte dekh kar mera pyaar aur gehra ho gaya hai. Tu meri hotwife hai ab… aur yeh sirf shuruaat hai.”
Priya ne muskurate hue aankhein band ki. “Kal subah uth kar main tujhe aur zyada pyar karungi… aur agar mann kare toh Karan ko phir bula sakte hain. Yeh feeling… bahut addictive hai jaan.”
Dono ek dusre ko tightly pakad kar so gaye. Bahar barsaat abhi bhi ho rahi thi, lekin andar unka nasha aur gehra ho chuka tha. Priya ki body abhi bhi halke se kaanp rahi thi – uski pehli wild hotwife raat ka afterglow. Vikram jaanta tha ki unka rishta ab aur strong, aur exciting ho chuka tha.