Update 04
Arjun ke haath achanak apni pocket mein rakhe phone ki taraf gaye.
Usne screen dekhi… aur turant uska expression badal gaya. Ek pal mein uske chehre ki muskurahat chali gayi, aur uski aankhon mein ek gambhir si chinta ubhar aayi.
Geeti ne uski aankhon ke badalte bhav padhe—woh pal, jahan sab kuch intense aur passionate tha, achanak ruk gaya.
"I have to go," Arjun ne softly kaha, jaise woh khud bhi is baat se khush nahi ho.
Geeti ka dil ek second ke liye heavy ho gaya.
Uska body ab bhi Arjun ke touch ki garmi mein bhiga hua tha, heartbeat fast thi, lips thode swollen, breathing irregular. Lekin Arjun ke voice mein jo urgency thi, usne uske andar ke excitement ko thoda sa hold karwa diya.
“Lekin…” Geeti ne kuch kehna chaaha, par Arjun ne gently interrupt kiya,
“It’s really urgent. But… I’ve called someone for you.”
Uske lips thode parted rahe gaye. Geeti ne confused expression ke saath Arjun ki aankhon mein dekha. Arjun ne kamre ke corner ki taraf ishara kiya.
Wahan ek aadmi khada tha—around 32, tall, athletic build, trimmed beard, aur deep brown eyes jo directly Geeti ko dekh rahi thi, bina kisi hesitation ke.
“Meet Vikram,” Arjun ne kaha,
“Mera close friend hai. And trust me… he won’t let your night go incomplete.”
Geeti ka dil ek pal ke liye skip kar gaya.
Usne Vikram ko dekha—his presence was magnetic. Confident, calm, and sharp. Uski aankhon mein ek controlled hunger thi, ek softness ke saath blended intensity.
Geeti ne notice kiya—she wasn’t feeling awkward… she was intrigued.
Arjun ne uska haath halka sa squeeze kiya aur kaha,
“I’ll be back soon. Until then, he’s yours. And… you’re his.”
Aur uske baad Arjun ne ek intense, lingering glance diya aur quietly room se nikal gaya.
Ab kamra sirf do logon se bhara tha—Geeti aur Vikram.
Geeti ke andar phir se vohi halchal uthne lagi thi. Her arousal hadn’t faded—if anything, it was reigniting with this new presence. Her body was craving completion. Her mind? Already slipping into curiosity.
Vikram ne slow steps mein uski taraf kadam badhaye. Uski voice deep aur warm thi,
“I hope I can make this night… memorable for you.”
Us moment mein Geeti ek living painting jaise lag rahi thi.
She was still sitting where Arjun left her—legs slightly parted, saree slightly disheveled, cheeks flushed. Her soft pink saree was clinging to her curves like silk on wet skin. The fabric had shifted just enough to tease—the way her blouse hugged her full breasts, the deep neckline now slipping further due to her uneven breaths.
Her cleavage was deliciously prominent, rising and falling with each deep breath. Her skin—fair, glowing under the soft ambient light—had a dewy sheen from her earlier passion.
Her hair was messy but in the most seductive way—loose strands framing her face, a few curling around her neck. Her lipstick was smudged, making her lips look freshly kissed. Eyes kohl-lined and dreamy, still dilated from arousal.
Vikram ki aankhon ne uske saare details absorb kiye—ek ek layer jaise undress karte hue.
His gaze lingered on her bare waist, where the saree had slipped enough to reveal her flat stomach and a glinting waist chain. Her navel was visible—tight and sensual, rising with each breath.
Uski thighs slightly open thi, as she still sat caught in the remnants of her moment with Arjun. Her panties were soaked, he could almost smell the heat radiating from her core.
Vikram moved closer.
He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. His eyes were saying everything.
Geeti looked up at him—now aware of her own exposed state. But she didn’t pull her pallu back… she didn’t fix her blouse.
She just looked at Vikram, bold and unbothered.
Vikram ne slow motion mein apna blazer utara, sleeves fold kiye… aur uske saamne ruk kar kaha,
“You look… breathtaking. Arjun told me you were special. I wasn’t ready for this level of goddess though.”
Geeti ke lips parted, ek soft sigh nikla.
Her fingers subconsciously went to the edge of her blouse, as if teasing—inviting.
“Then show me…” she whispered,
“…how you’d worship a goddess.”
The room got hotter, time slowed, and Geeti… was ready to surrender once again—but this time, to a new touch, a new rhythm… a new man.
Geeti ki aankhon mein ek naya jadoo tha, aur Vikram uss jadoo mein poori tarah se kho gaya tha.
Uska body language relaxed tha, lekin uske andar ki desire ek volcano ki tarah ubal rahi thi. Aur Geeti? Woh apne aap ko pehle baar kisi anjaan aadmi ke saamne itna exposed mehsoos kar rahi thi—lekin is baar, sharam ki jagah, ek bebaak sensual confidence tha.
Vikram ne dheere se kadam badhaye, aur Geeti ke samne rukh kar jhuk gaya. Unki aankhen ek dusre mein ulajh chuki thi. Kisi ko kuch kehne ki zarurat nahi thi.
Usne Geeti ke baalon ko dheere se kaan ke peeche kiya, aur uski gardan par apne hothon se ek soft, wet kiss diya. Geeti ka body instantly react kar gaya—usne aankhein band kar li, ek gehri saans li, aur apna seena aur zyada upar kar diya.
Vikram ki ungliyaan uski kamar par ruki… fir dheere-dheere saree ka pallu uske kandhe se utaar diya. Saree jameen par gir gayi, aur ab Geeti apni deep cut blouse aur matching sheer panties mein khadi thi—ek divine combination of elegance and heat.
“Fuck…” Vikram ki aankhon mein hunger bhar gaya,
“Tum kisi fantasy se kam nahi lag rahi ho.”
Geeti ne husn bhare confidence ke saath kaha,
“Phir aaj raat us fantasy ko poora karne mein deri kyun?”
Vikram ne turant apne haathon se uske hips ko pakad ke apni taraf khinch liya. Unka body contact itna tight tha ki Geeti ke nipples uske chest se lag kar stiff ho gaye.
Unhone passionate kiss shuru ki—wet, raw, aur exploring. Geeti ka mooh thoda khula, uski zubaan Vikram ki zubaan se mil gayi… unka kiss ab intense ho chuka tha.
Vikram ne uski blouse ki dori kholi aur use nikaal diya.
Uske perfectly round, firm breasts now free the, nipples hard aur tempting.
Usne bina rukhe Geeti ke nipples ko apne lips se suck kiya—ek taraf se chaatte hue, doosri taraf ko ungliyon se pinch karta hua.
“Ohhh yesss… Vikram…”
Geeti ke mooh se nikal gaya, uska head peeche jhuka hua tha, fingers uske baalon mein fas gaye the.
Vikram ne use bed par dhakela—ekdum masterful move ke saath.
Geeti bed par ja giri, uski legs spread ho gayi thi, aur panties ab bhi soaked thein. Vikram ne uske pair pakad kar unhe upar uthaya, aur uski chut ko panties ke upar se hi rub karne laga—circular motion, slow pressure.
“Tum already itni wet ho…” usne husky tone mein kaha.
“Tumne mujhe bas aankhon se hard kar diya.”
Usne panties side ki aur uski pink, dripping chut ko dekha.
Uska clit thoda swollen tha, aur juices pure wetness ke saath shine kar rahe the.
Vikram ne bina rukhe apni zubaan uski chut par rakh di—licking, flicking, and tasting her essence.
Geeti moan karne lagi—“Ohhh my God… ohhh… please… don’t stop…”
Woh uske clit par focus kar raha tha, tongue se fast circles banate hue, aur ek finger dheere se andar dal di. Phir ek aur.
Finger fucking + oral = mind-blowing combo.
Geeti ka poora sharir hil raha tha, uske thighs tremble kar rahe the. Uske mooh se uncontrollable moans nikal rahe the.
“Main cum kar rahi hoon… I’m gonna—”
Aur ek jhatke ke saath Geeti ne climax kiya—pure intensity ke saath. Uska body tense ho gaya, mooh se scream nikli,
“Vikrammmm!”
Vikram ne use ek second ka bhi break nahi diya—usne apna belt khola, pants utare, aur apna lund nikaala—thick, veiny, and full erect.
Geeti ab exhausted aur horny dono thi.
Usne aankhon se hi invite diya—“I want you inside me… abhi.”
Vikram ne apna lund uske soaked entrance par rakha, tip ko uski slit mein rub kiya, aur ek deep thrust mein pura andar chala gaya.
“AHHH… yes! Oh god… you’re big!”
Geeti cheekhne lagi.
Vikram ne uski kamar pakdi aur fast thrusts start kiye—deep, pounding, intense.
“Chhat-chhat-chhat” ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi, aur bed halki halki hila raha tha.
Unka rhythm perfect tha—Geeti ne apne pair uski kamar ke aas-paas lapet liye, aur apni body puri tarah se uske control mein de di.
Har thrust ke saath woh aur bhi loud hoti gayi. Her moans became screams, pleasure ke waves uske poore sharir mein daud rahe the.
“Harder… don’t stop… I fing need this!”*
Vikram ne uski aankhon mein dekha aur bola,
“This is just the beginning, Geeti… I’m not stopping till you’re begging.”
Aur usne apna pace aur tez kar diya—deep, brutal strokes, and still somehow full of passion.
Geeti ka dusra orgasm bas kuch seconds door tha. Uska sharir fir se climax ke edge par tha…
"Vikram… I’m… I’m cumminnnng…!”
Aur woh dono ek sath explode ho gaye.
Vikram ne apna load uske andar chhod diya—ek deep, satisfying groan ke saath. Geeti ne bed ki chadar ko zor se pakda, aur uske chehre par ek sukoon aur satisfaction ki chamak thi.
Us raat Geeti sirf satisfy nahi hui… usne khud ko ek naye level par feel kiya.
Aur uske dimaag mein sirf ek thought tha:
“Yeh toh shuruaat thi… ab main rukne wali nahi hoon.”
Usne screen dekhi… aur turant uska expression badal gaya. Ek pal mein uske chehre ki muskurahat chali gayi, aur uski aankhon mein ek gambhir si chinta ubhar aayi.
Geeti ne uski aankhon ke badalte bhav padhe—woh pal, jahan sab kuch intense aur passionate tha, achanak ruk gaya.
"I have to go," Arjun ne softly kaha, jaise woh khud bhi is baat se khush nahi ho.
Geeti ka dil ek second ke liye heavy ho gaya.
Uska body ab bhi Arjun ke touch ki garmi mein bhiga hua tha, heartbeat fast thi, lips thode swollen, breathing irregular. Lekin Arjun ke voice mein jo urgency thi, usne uske andar ke excitement ko thoda sa hold karwa diya.
“Lekin…” Geeti ne kuch kehna chaaha, par Arjun ne gently interrupt kiya,
“It’s really urgent. But… I’ve called someone for you.”
Uske lips thode parted rahe gaye. Geeti ne confused expression ke saath Arjun ki aankhon mein dekha. Arjun ne kamre ke corner ki taraf ishara kiya.
Wahan ek aadmi khada tha—around 32, tall, athletic build, trimmed beard, aur deep brown eyes jo directly Geeti ko dekh rahi thi, bina kisi hesitation ke.
“Meet Vikram,” Arjun ne kaha,
“Mera close friend hai. And trust me… he won’t let your night go incomplete.”
Geeti ka dil ek pal ke liye skip kar gaya.
Usne Vikram ko dekha—his presence was magnetic. Confident, calm, and sharp. Uski aankhon mein ek controlled hunger thi, ek softness ke saath blended intensity.
Geeti ne notice kiya—she wasn’t feeling awkward… she was intrigued.
Arjun ne uska haath halka sa squeeze kiya aur kaha,
“I’ll be back soon. Until then, he’s yours. And… you’re his.”
Aur uske baad Arjun ne ek intense, lingering glance diya aur quietly room se nikal gaya.
Ab kamra sirf do logon se bhara tha—Geeti aur Vikram.
Geeti ke andar phir se vohi halchal uthne lagi thi. Her arousal hadn’t faded—if anything, it was reigniting with this new presence. Her body was craving completion. Her mind? Already slipping into curiosity.
Vikram ne slow steps mein uski taraf kadam badhaye. Uski voice deep aur warm thi,
“I hope I can make this night… memorable for you.”
Us moment mein Geeti ek living painting jaise lag rahi thi.
She was still sitting where Arjun left her—legs slightly parted, saree slightly disheveled, cheeks flushed. Her soft pink saree was clinging to her curves like silk on wet skin. The fabric had shifted just enough to tease—the way her blouse hugged her full breasts, the deep neckline now slipping further due to her uneven breaths.
Her cleavage was deliciously prominent, rising and falling with each deep breath. Her skin—fair, glowing under the soft ambient light—had a dewy sheen from her earlier passion.
Her hair was messy but in the most seductive way—loose strands framing her face, a few curling around her neck. Her lipstick was smudged, making her lips look freshly kissed. Eyes kohl-lined and dreamy, still dilated from arousal.
Vikram ki aankhon ne uske saare details absorb kiye—ek ek layer jaise undress karte hue.
His gaze lingered on her bare waist, where the saree had slipped enough to reveal her flat stomach and a glinting waist chain. Her navel was visible—tight and sensual, rising with each breath.
Uski thighs slightly open thi, as she still sat caught in the remnants of her moment with Arjun. Her panties were soaked, he could almost smell the heat radiating from her core.
Vikram moved closer.
He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. His eyes were saying everything.
Geeti looked up at him—now aware of her own exposed state. But she didn’t pull her pallu back… she didn’t fix her blouse.
She just looked at Vikram, bold and unbothered.
Vikram ne slow motion mein apna blazer utara, sleeves fold kiye… aur uske saamne ruk kar kaha,
“You look… breathtaking. Arjun told me you were special. I wasn’t ready for this level of goddess though.”
Geeti ke lips parted, ek soft sigh nikla.
Her fingers subconsciously went to the edge of her blouse, as if teasing—inviting.
“Then show me…” she whispered,
“…how you’d worship a goddess.”
The room got hotter, time slowed, and Geeti… was ready to surrender once again—but this time, to a new touch, a new rhythm… a new man.
Geeti ki aankhon mein ek naya jadoo tha, aur Vikram uss jadoo mein poori tarah se kho gaya tha.
Uska body language relaxed tha, lekin uske andar ki desire ek volcano ki tarah ubal rahi thi. Aur Geeti? Woh apne aap ko pehle baar kisi anjaan aadmi ke saamne itna exposed mehsoos kar rahi thi—lekin is baar, sharam ki jagah, ek bebaak sensual confidence tha.
Vikram ne dheere se kadam badhaye, aur Geeti ke samne rukh kar jhuk gaya. Unki aankhen ek dusre mein ulajh chuki thi. Kisi ko kuch kehne ki zarurat nahi thi.
Usne Geeti ke baalon ko dheere se kaan ke peeche kiya, aur uski gardan par apne hothon se ek soft, wet kiss diya. Geeti ka body instantly react kar gaya—usne aankhein band kar li, ek gehri saans li, aur apna seena aur zyada upar kar diya.
Vikram ki ungliyaan uski kamar par ruki… fir dheere-dheere saree ka pallu uske kandhe se utaar diya. Saree jameen par gir gayi, aur ab Geeti apni deep cut blouse aur matching sheer panties mein khadi thi—ek divine combination of elegance and heat.
“Fuck…” Vikram ki aankhon mein hunger bhar gaya,
“Tum kisi fantasy se kam nahi lag rahi ho.”
Geeti ne husn bhare confidence ke saath kaha,
“Phir aaj raat us fantasy ko poora karne mein deri kyun?”
Vikram ne turant apne haathon se uske hips ko pakad ke apni taraf khinch liya. Unka body contact itna tight tha ki Geeti ke nipples uske chest se lag kar stiff ho gaye.
Unhone passionate kiss shuru ki—wet, raw, aur exploring. Geeti ka mooh thoda khula, uski zubaan Vikram ki zubaan se mil gayi… unka kiss ab intense ho chuka tha.
Vikram ne uski blouse ki dori kholi aur use nikaal diya.
Uske perfectly round, firm breasts now free the, nipples hard aur tempting.
Usne bina rukhe Geeti ke nipples ko apne lips se suck kiya—ek taraf se chaatte hue, doosri taraf ko ungliyon se pinch karta hua.
“Ohhh yesss… Vikram…”
Geeti ke mooh se nikal gaya, uska head peeche jhuka hua tha, fingers uske baalon mein fas gaye the.
Vikram ne use bed par dhakela—ekdum masterful move ke saath.
Geeti bed par ja giri, uski legs spread ho gayi thi, aur panties ab bhi soaked thein. Vikram ne uske pair pakad kar unhe upar uthaya, aur uski chut ko panties ke upar se hi rub karne laga—circular motion, slow pressure.
“Tum already itni wet ho…” usne husky tone mein kaha.
“Tumne mujhe bas aankhon se hard kar diya.”
Usne panties side ki aur uski pink, dripping chut ko dekha.
Uska clit thoda swollen tha, aur juices pure wetness ke saath shine kar rahe the.
Vikram ne bina rukhe apni zubaan uski chut par rakh di—licking, flicking, and tasting her essence.
Geeti moan karne lagi—“Ohhh my God… ohhh… please… don’t stop…”
Woh uske clit par focus kar raha tha, tongue se fast circles banate hue, aur ek finger dheere se andar dal di. Phir ek aur.
Finger fucking + oral = mind-blowing combo.
Geeti ka poora sharir hil raha tha, uske thighs tremble kar rahe the. Uske mooh se uncontrollable moans nikal rahe the.
“Main cum kar rahi hoon… I’m gonna—”
Aur ek jhatke ke saath Geeti ne climax kiya—pure intensity ke saath. Uska body tense ho gaya, mooh se scream nikli,
“Vikrammmm!”
Vikram ne use ek second ka bhi break nahi diya—usne apna belt khola, pants utare, aur apna lund nikaala—thick, veiny, and full erect.
Geeti ab exhausted aur horny dono thi.
Usne aankhon se hi invite diya—“I want you inside me… abhi.”
Vikram ne apna lund uske soaked entrance par rakha, tip ko uski slit mein rub kiya, aur ek deep thrust mein pura andar chala gaya.
“AHHH… yes! Oh god… you’re big!”
Geeti cheekhne lagi.
Vikram ne uski kamar pakdi aur fast thrusts start kiye—deep, pounding, intense.
“Chhat-chhat-chhat” ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi, aur bed halki halki hila raha tha.
Unka rhythm perfect tha—Geeti ne apne pair uski kamar ke aas-paas lapet liye, aur apni body puri tarah se uske control mein de di.
Har thrust ke saath woh aur bhi loud hoti gayi. Her moans became screams, pleasure ke waves uske poore sharir mein daud rahe the.
“Harder… don’t stop… I fing need this!”*
Vikram ne uski aankhon mein dekha aur bola,
“This is just the beginning, Geeti… I’m not stopping till you’re begging.”
Aur usne apna pace aur tez kar diya—deep, brutal strokes, and still somehow full of passion.
Geeti ka dusra orgasm bas kuch seconds door tha. Uska sharir fir se climax ke edge par tha…
"Vikram… I’m… I’m cumminnnng…!”
Aur woh dono ek sath explode ho gaye.
Vikram ne apna load uske andar chhod diya—ek deep, satisfying groan ke saath. Geeti ne bed ki chadar ko zor se pakda, aur uske chehre par ek sukoon aur satisfaction ki chamak thi.
Us raat Geeti sirf satisfy nahi hui… usne khud ko ek naye level par feel kiya.
Aur uske dimaag mein sirf ek thought tha:
“Yeh toh shuruaat thi… ab main rukne wali nahi hoon.”
