Update 05
Geeti thak kar bistar par padi thi, lekin uske sharir mein ab bhi ek ajeeb si urja baaki thi. Vikram ke intense session ke baad uska badan halke se kaamp raha tha—pussy ab bhi throbbing thi, aur mind half numb from the pleasure overload. Saree puri tarah utar chuki thi, blouse khula, aur uski jaanghein ab bhi sticky thi.
Tabhi Arjun wapas room mein aaya.
Uski aankhon ne sab dekh liya—Geeti ka behaal sharir, Vikram ka relaxed expression, aur bistar par chhayi sex ki khushboo. Lekin Arjun ki aankhon mein jealousy nahi thi... sirf possessive hunger.
"Lagta hai tum dono ne achha warm-up kiya hai,” usne kaha, blazer utarte hue.
Geeti ne aankhen uthaakar use dekha—tired yet needy. She bit her lip and slowly parted her legs a little more… inviting him silently.
Arjun ne shirt kholta hua Vikram ki taraf dekha aur kaha,
"Iss baar… let’s take her together. But differently.”
Vikram smirked, "Pussy aur mouth?"
Geeti ka dil ek pal ke liye tez dhadka, lekin usne aankhen band kar li aur softly bola,
"Yes… please. I want to feel both of you…”
Arjun ne apne jeans utaare, lund already hard tha.
Woh Geeti ke pairon ke beech gaya, aur uske soaked slit ko ek baar thumb se rub karke, apna tip uski entrance pe rakh diya.
Vikram ne tab tak Geeti ke sir ko gently uthaya, uske samne apna lund laa kar uske hothon ke paas rakha.
Geeti ab fours mein thi—body arched, pussy Arjun ke liye open, aur mouth Vikram ke lund ke saamne.
Arjun ne dheere se ek hi thrust mein apna lund uske andar daal diya.
Geeti moaned, mouth half open—aur usi moment Vikram ne apna lund uske mooh mein slide kar diya.
Ab Geeti dono ends se filled thi—deep in her pussy and deep in her throat.
Her lips stretched, throat gagging slightly as Vikram slowly moved in and out. Arjun ne uski kamar ko pakad ke thrusts dena shuru kiya—deep and powerful.
"Mmmphh… mmhh!"
Geeti ke moans muffled ho gaye the Vikram ke cock ke saath. Uski aankhen continuously blink kar rahi thi, thoda watery, lekin uske andar ka passion clearly visible tha.
Arjun ka pace fast ho gaya tha, balls slap kar rahe the uski wet pussy se—"chhat chhat chhat" ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi.
Vikram uske baalon ko pakad kar uska head control kar raha tha, “Open your throat, baby... yes… just like that…”
Geeti ne throat relax karne ki koshish ki, aur jab Vikram thoda aur deep gaya, uski aankhon se tears nikal aaye—pleasure, stretch, aur surrender ka perfect mix.
Arjun groaned,
"F*ck… she’s so tight. Vikram, feel this grip… her pussy’s pulsing."
Vikram laughed softly,
“Aur yahaan uski zubaan aur throat mujhe choke kar rahe hain… your girl’s a real slut tonight.”
Geeti ka sharir ab uncontrollably hil raha tha—her body was on fire, stuck between two dominant, hungry men.
Uske mooh se saliva nikal kar Vikram ke balls tak aa gaya tha, uski pussy se white creamy fluid nikal kar Arjun ke lund ko coat kar raha tha.
“I’m gonna cum,” Arjun growled, “and you’ll take it all inside, samjhi?”
“Mmmhh!” Geeti ne sir hilaya—lund ab bhi uske throat mein tha.
With one deep thrust, Arjun groaned and emptied himself inside her pussy, filling her completely.
Geeti ka sharir ek second ke liye tight ho gaya, aur phir thoda sa hilkar soft ho gaya. Arjun ne dheere se nikal kar peeche hat gaya.
Vikram ne ab pace badha diya—Geeti ka sir uske hips se thakra raha tha.
“Main uske moonh mein cum karne wala hoon,” Vikram grunted.
Geeti ne aankhon se usse dekha, tears rolling down, and nodded with hunger in her eyes.
Aur ek jhatke mein, Vikram ne apna lund pura throat tak push kiya aur cum uske mooh mein explode ho gaya.
Warm, thick, salty—Geeti ne sab kuch feel kiya, taste kiya… aur dheere se sab kuch nikal kar nigal gaya.
Room ek baar phir shaant tha.
Geeti beech mein thi—pussy se cum leak ho raha tha, lips swollen, throat sore… lekin chehre pe ek sukoon aur victory ka expression tha.
She wasn’t just satisfied. She was transformed.
Subah ka waqt tha.
Geeti ne kapde pehne, bal sambhale, aur room se nikalte waqt ek baar pichhe mudkar dekha—bistar par Arjun ab bhi neend mein tha, Vikram uske paas adhe se nange soye hue the. Room ab bhi last night ke passion ka evidence tha—crumpled bedsheet, used tissues, soft groans in sleep.
Subah ki halki dhoop parde ke beech se chhanni lagi thi. Kamre mein ab sirf soft silence tha—no moans, no movement… sirf shaant, thaka hua sukoon.
Geeti ki aankhein dheere-dheere khuli.
Usne mehsoos kiya ki woh bistar ke beech mein hai—ek taraf Arjun, doosri taraf Vikram.
Dono ki bare chests uske saath touch ho rahi thi. Unki neend gehri thi, aur Geeti… ek alag hi shanti mein thi.
Uske sharir mein ab bhi thakaan thi—pussy sore thi, throat halka tight lag raha tha, lekin uske andar guilt nahi tha… sirf ek soft contentment, ek ajeeb sa sukoon.
Geeti ne dheere se bistar se uthkar kapde sambhale—saree pehni, blouse bandh kiya, aur baal thode suljhaaye. Usne mirror mein khud ko dekha—eyes heavy, lips thode swollen, neck pe bite marks… lekin aankhon mein ek honesty thi.
Usne Arjun ke paas jhukkar uske gaal par soft kiss diya. Fir Vikram ke baal thode se chhede aur uska haath halkasa dabaya.
“Thank you…” usne whisper kiya, aur silently room se nikal gayi.
Geeti ghar pahunchi.
Dupahar ho chuki thi. Uske kadam thode heavy the, lekin uska dil shaant tha. Jaise hi usne ghar ka darwaza khatkhataya, kuch hi second baad Soham ne darwaza khola.
Woh narm si muskaan ke saath khada tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek gehra sawal tha.
Geeti uske samne khadi thi—makeup thoda smudged, baal khule, saree thodi bikhri, aur aankhon mein ek thakan bhari honesty.
“Main aa gayi…” Geeti ne dheere se kaha.
Soham ne uska haath pakadkar use andar le aaya—bina kuch puchhe, bina kuch judge kiye.
“Kaisi rahi raat?” usne soft voice mein pucha.
Geeti ne uski aankhon mein dekha, kuch seconds chup rahi. Fir usne ek gehri saans li aur dheere se bola,
“Main unke saath thi… Arjun, aur Vikram. Dono.”
Soham ne sirf uske haath ko zor se pakda, ek reassuring pressure diya.
Koi shock nahi tha, koi narazgi nahi… sirf ek subtle acceptance.
“Aur tum theek ho?” usne poocha.
Geeti ne aankhein band ki, ek thodi si tear corner se nikal gayi, lekin uske lips par halki si muskaan thi.
“Haan… thak gayi hoon. Par main khud se jhoot nahi bol rahi ab.”
Soham ne uske baalon ko pyaar se side kiya.
“Tum meri Geeti ho. Jaisi bhi ho… main saath hoon.”
Geeti ne uske seene se lag kar aankhein band kar li. Uska pura sharir ab soft lag raha tha—safe, accepted, loved.
“Mujhe bas sohna hai,” usne halki si awaaz mein kaha.
Soham ne use bistar tak le jaaya. Usne chadar odh kar Geeti ko lete hue dekha—uska sharir to thaka tha, lekin uski rooh shaant thi.
Usne uske forehead pe kiss diya, aur dheere se bola,
“Aaram karo… aur jab uth jao, hum baat karenge. Khule dil se.”
Geeti ne sir hilaya, aankhein band ki…
Aur us raat ke baad, pehli baar usne bina kisi guilt ke gehri neend li.
Tabhi Arjun wapas room mein aaya.
Uski aankhon ne sab dekh liya—Geeti ka behaal sharir, Vikram ka relaxed expression, aur bistar par chhayi sex ki khushboo. Lekin Arjun ki aankhon mein jealousy nahi thi... sirf possessive hunger.
"Lagta hai tum dono ne achha warm-up kiya hai,” usne kaha, blazer utarte hue.
Geeti ne aankhen uthaakar use dekha—tired yet needy. She bit her lip and slowly parted her legs a little more… inviting him silently.
Arjun ne shirt kholta hua Vikram ki taraf dekha aur kaha,
"Iss baar… let’s take her together. But differently.”
Vikram smirked, "Pussy aur mouth?"
Geeti ka dil ek pal ke liye tez dhadka, lekin usne aankhen band kar li aur softly bola,
"Yes… please. I want to feel both of you…”
Arjun ne apne jeans utaare, lund already hard tha.
Woh Geeti ke pairon ke beech gaya, aur uske soaked slit ko ek baar thumb se rub karke, apna tip uski entrance pe rakh diya.
Vikram ne tab tak Geeti ke sir ko gently uthaya, uske samne apna lund laa kar uske hothon ke paas rakha.
Geeti ab fours mein thi—body arched, pussy Arjun ke liye open, aur mouth Vikram ke lund ke saamne.
Arjun ne dheere se ek hi thrust mein apna lund uske andar daal diya.
Geeti moaned, mouth half open—aur usi moment Vikram ne apna lund uske mooh mein slide kar diya.
Ab Geeti dono ends se filled thi—deep in her pussy and deep in her throat.
Her lips stretched, throat gagging slightly as Vikram slowly moved in and out. Arjun ne uski kamar ko pakad ke thrusts dena shuru kiya—deep and powerful.
"Mmmphh… mmhh!"
Geeti ke moans muffled ho gaye the Vikram ke cock ke saath. Uski aankhen continuously blink kar rahi thi, thoda watery, lekin uske andar ka passion clearly visible tha.
Arjun ka pace fast ho gaya tha, balls slap kar rahe the uski wet pussy se—"chhat chhat chhat" ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi.
Vikram uske baalon ko pakad kar uska head control kar raha tha, “Open your throat, baby... yes… just like that…”
Geeti ne throat relax karne ki koshish ki, aur jab Vikram thoda aur deep gaya, uski aankhon se tears nikal aaye—pleasure, stretch, aur surrender ka perfect mix.
Arjun groaned,
"F*ck… she’s so tight. Vikram, feel this grip… her pussy’s pulsing."
Vikram laughed softly,
“Aur yahaan uski zubaan aur throat mujhe choke kar rahe hain… your girl’s a real slut tonight.”
Geeti ka sharir ab uncontrollably hil raha tha—her body was on fire, stuck between two dominant, hungry men.
Uske mooh se saliva nikal kar Vikram ke balls tak aa gaya tha, uski pussy se white creamy fluid nikal kar Arjun ke lund ko coat kar raha tha.
“I’m gonna cum,” Arjun growled, “and you’ll take it all inside, samjhi?”
“Mmmhh!” Geeti ne sir hilaya—lund ab bhi uske throat mein tha.
With one deep thrust, Arjun groaned and emptied himself inside her pussy, filling her completely.
Geeti ka sharir ek second ke liye tight ho gaya, aur phir thoda sa hilkar soft ho gaya. Arjun ne dheere se nikal kar peeche hat gaya.
Vikram ne ab pace badha diya—Geeti ka sir uske hips se thakra raha tha.
“Main uske moonh mein cum karne wala hoon,” Vikram grunted.
Geeti ne aankhon se usse dekha, tears rolling down, and nodded with hunger in her eyes.
Aur ek jhatke mein, Vikram ne apna lund pura throat tak push kiya aur cum uske mooh mein explode ho gaya.
Warm, thick, salty—Geeti ne sab kuch feel kiya, taste kiya… aur dheere se sab kuch nikal kar nigal gaya.
Room ek baar phir shaant tha.
Geeti beech mein thi—pussy se cum leak ho raha tha, lips swollen, throat sore… lekin chehre pe ek sukoon aur victory ka expression tha.
She wasn’t just satisfied. She was transformed.
Subah ka waqt tha.
Geeti ne kapde pehne, bal sambhale, aur room se nikalte waqt ek baar pichhe mudkar dekha—bistar par Arjun ab bhi neend mein tha, Vikram uske paas adhe se nange soye hue the. Room ab bhi last night ke passion ka evidence tha—crumpled bedsheet, used tissues, soft groans in sleep.
Subah ki halki dhoop parde ke beech se chhanni lagi thi. Kamre mein ab sirf soft silence tha—no moans, no movement… sirf shaant, thaka hua sukoon.
Geeti ki aankhein dheere-dheere khuli.
Usne mehsoos kiya ki woh bistar ke beech mein hai—ek taraf Arjun, doosri taraf Vikram.
Dono ki bare chests uske saath touch ho rahi thi. Unki neend gehri thi, aur Geeti… ek alag hi shanti mein thi.
Uske sharir mein ab bhi thakaan thi—pussy sore thi, throat halka tight lag raha tha, lekin uske andar guilt nahi tha… sirf ek soft contentment, ek ajeeb sa sukoon.
Geeti ne dheere se bistar se uthkar kapde sambhale—saree pehni, blouse bandh kiya, aur baal thode suljhaaye. Usne mirror mein khud ko dekha—eyes heavy, lips thode swollen, neck pe bite marks… lekin aankhon mein ek honesty thi.
Usne Arjun ke paas jhukkar uske gaal par soft kiss diya. Fir Vikram ke baal thode se chhede aur uska haath halkasa dabaya.
“Thank you…” usne whisper kiya, aur silently room se nikal gayi.
Geeti ghar pahunchi.
Dupahar ho chuki thi. Uske kadam thode heavy the, lekin uska dil shaant tha. Jaise hi usne ghar ka darwaza khatkhataya, kuch hi second baad Soham ne darwaza khola.
Woh narm si muskaan ke saath khada tha, lekin uski aankhon mein ek gehra sawal tha.
Geeti uske samne khadi thi—makeup thoda smudged, baal khule, saree thodi bikhri, aur aankhon mein ek thakan bhari honesty.
“Main aa gayi…” Geeti ne dheere se kaha.
Soham ne uska haath pakadkar use andar le aaya—bina kuch puchhe, bina kuch judge kiye.
“Kaisi rahi raat?” usne soft voice mein pucha.
Geeti ne uski aankhon mein dekha, kuch seconds chup rahi. Fir usne ek gehri saans li aur dheere se bola,
“Main unke saath thi… Arjun, aur Vikram. Dono.”
Soham ne sirf uske haath ko zor se pakda, ek reassuring pressure diya.
Koi shock nahi tha, koi narazgi nahi… sirf ek subtle acceptance.
“Aur tum theek ho?” usne poocha.
Geeti ne aankhein band ki, ek thodi si tear corner se nikal gayi, lekin uske lips par halki si muskaan thi.
“Haan… thak gayi hoon. Par main khud se jhoot nahi bol rahi ab.”
Soham ne uske baalon ko pyaar se side kiya.
“Tum meri Geeti ho. Jaisi bhi ho… main saath hoon.”
Geeti ne uske seene se lag kar aankhein band kar li. Uska pura sharir ab soft lag raha tha—safe, accepted, loved.
“Mujhe bas sohna hai,” usne halki si awaaz mein kaha.
Soham ne use bistar tak le jaaya. Usne chadar odh kar Geeti ko lete hue dekha—uska sharir to thaka tha, lekin uski rooh shaant thi.
Usne uske forehead pe kiss diya, aur dheere se bola,
“Aaram karo… aur jab uth jao, hum baat karenge. Khule dil se.”
Geeti ne sir hilaya, aankhein band ki…
Aur us raat ke baad, pehli baar usne bina kisi guilt ke gehri neend li.
