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My Fantasy Ch. 01

By: Madhuri is Mine



This is the fantasy & i gathered all the female characters from indian film industry. coz it's excites me more. i think i should describe all the characters of this fantasy at first.

main character of this story is a 18 yr old guy named "Deepak"

his mom is famous bollywood mom Beena. she is the sister of Rakhi Gulzar.

then his two sisters r

Amisha Patel (as younger sis of Deepak)

Neelam Kothari (as Married sis of Deepak) yesteryar actress. her first movie was ilzam with govinda i think everyone will b familiar with her. her boobs r really prominent. 

then her three bhabies

Soundarya (as wife of Elder brother) superstar of telgu cinema

Madhuri Dixit (as wife of 2nd brother)

Juhi chawla (as wife of 3rd brother)

more characters will b included but let deepak to fuck them first. my english is not so good. so i m writing this story in urdu (roman words) write me if u like this story

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Aaj Deepak ka aakhri din tha apni faculty may. guzray maah-o-saal kay waqiaat ek ladi ki tarah zahan kay pardo per chalay arahay thay or woh zair-e-lab muskaratay howay apnay saman ki packing may masroof tha. 12 saal usnay pardes may nikaal diyay thay or aaj woh bahtreen result kay hamrah apnay hindustan ki taraf lotna tha apni family kay paas jinsay milay usay arsa beet chuka tha. usi doran phone ki ghanti bajnay lagi or woh apnay khayal ki dunya say bahar agaya. phone per apni mummi ki awaz suntay hi chahaktay howay deepak nay kaha kay momma flight done ho chuki hay may parsoon sobah tak dahli airport pohach jawnga yeh suntay hi beena nay phone per hi uski balain lay dali or kaha kay hum sab tumhara airport per wait karaingay. phone rakhna kay baad deepak shawar lanay kay liyay bathroom may ghus gaya.

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Seat belt bandh ker woh apnay atraaf nazar doranay laga bohat say chahray uskay darmyaan mojood thay lekin deepak to ranginyon ka sheedai tha uski barabar wali seat abhi tak vacant thee or woh dua kar raha tha kay koi khubsoorat cheez hi aakar bethay. beeta howa waqt bohat say naqoosh chor chuka tha uski zaat per. ab deepak pahlay wala masoom or khilandra ladka nahi raha tha jo kisi ladki ko dekhtay hi bokhla jata tha. landon ki fizawn nay usay khoob nikhar diya tha. bohat si ayashyon kay baad woh ab apnay watan lot raha tha. lekin hai ray kismat ek chacha mian ka hamsafar hona likha tha deepak ki qismat may!

budhay ko dekhtay hi deepak ka mu ban gaya ab uskay paas aankhain moondnay kay ilawa koi chara nahi tha to woh lambi pasar kar apni seat per lait gaya or ek baar phir khayalat ki yalgaar usay tang karnay lagi. lekin ab ki baar uska matma-e-nazar uski family thee. apni mummy(beena) ko jab usnay tasweer may dekha to woh kaafi dair tak rashk bharay jazbaat kay tahat taswee ko dekhta raha kay kia abtak uski mummy itni young hay ya yeh pahlay ki koi tasweer hay or moqa nikaal kar usnay beena say poocha tha kay kia yeh tasweerain recently khichwaeen gaeen hay. or jawab may beena nay asbaat may jawab diya tha or wohi say uskay jazbaat tabdeel hona shuru hogaye thay. tasweer dekhnay kay baad uskay khayalaat incesteous thoughts may tabdeel ho chukay thay.

initially uski thoughts sirf apni mummy tak hi markooz rahi theen lekin waqt kay saath saath uski hawis bhari nazrain family ki doosri khawateen ki taraf bhi janay lageen there were many ladies in his family. apni teeno bhabhio ko usnay pahlay ghor say nahi dekha tha warna woh apni mummy ki jaga apni bhabhio say turn on hota. specially munjhlay bhabhie(Madhuri Dixit) was very charming & plumpy. woh Madhuri bhabhi ko tasawwar hi taswwar may kaeen dafa chod chuka tha uski nazrain apni choti bahan(Amisha Patel) ki taraf bhi gaeen theen uskay ubhray howay mamoo ko dekh kar hi uski raal tapak padi thee or woh soch raha tha kay takhayylat may yeh haal hay to jab samnay jawnga to kaisay control kar pawnga. 

abhi bhi deepak inhi khayalaat may khoya howa tha jab speaker per captain ki awaz sunai di or woh dharaktay dil kay saath apni belt bandhnay laga. jahaz run way per kisi bhi waqt utra hi chahta tha or woh apnay khayalat ko amli jama pahnanay ka tahiyay kartay howay utarnay ki tayyaryan karnay laga. 

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apna luggage clear karwana kay baad woh jaisay hi lobby may pohcha to wohi uskay qadam thatak gaye samnay say bhagti howe ladki koi or nahi uski hi choti bahan thee jo usay pahlay greet karnay kay chukar may qaflay say juda hokar bhagti howe uskay paas arahi thee. or deepak nay usi waqt say step lena ka faisla ker liya.

ab usnay wohi jamay rahnay kay bajaye apnay qadam khuli bahoon kay saath agay ki taraf barhaye or amisha khilkhilatay howay uski bahoon may agayee.

Deepak shalwar kurtay may zeb tun tha usay yeh libaas uskay ek muslim friend nay tohfay may diya tha. jabkay amisha red hot pant or tight white t-shirt may malboos thee. amisha kay boobs to waisay hi promininet thay or usper mustazad kay tight t-shirt ki waja say woh or ubhar ker samnay agaye thay. 

deepak ki nigahain apni bahan kay jiggle kartay howay mummo per hi tikki hoween theen bhagnay ki waja say in hiltay howay mummo ka nazara bada dilkash nazar araha tha. 

jabkay amisha kay zahan per koi gird nahi thee woh sirf apnay bhai say milnay ayee thee lekin yahan ka majra hi tabdeel hochuka tha. doosri taraf hawis muntazir thee brotherly love ki jagah.

amisha sirf galay lagna chah rahi thee jabkay deepak is moqay ka faida uthana chahta tha. jaisay hi amisha nay uskay qareeb pohach kar deepak kay galay may bahain dalna chaheen to deepak nay bajay galay milanay kay ghuk ker usko utha liya. is moqay per ek hi baat ka khayal karna thay usay kay uski direction bilkul sahi honi chahyay. or khushqismati say woh ismay kamyaab bhi raha. is harkat per amisha ekdum bokhla gayee. lekin deepak is moqay ka poora maza lena chahta tha. deepak nay dono bahoon may oper uthanay kay bajay apni dono hathailyaan amisha kay ass cheeks per rakheen theen. or uski naak amisha kay mammu may dhansi ja rahi thee. 

doosray step may deepak nay amisha ko uthaye howay ek lahar si lee or ghumanay kay bahanay ek chakkar day kar apni peeth apni family ki taraf kar dee. ab uski family yeh nahi dekh sakti thee kay amisha kistarah say deepak kay hathoon may hay.

wazan ki waja say deepak kay ek haath ki unglyaan ek chootar say phisal ker thora uper sadak gayeen or dono jodo per aakar rukeen. yeh saray iqdaam chund hi lamhoon may itnay achanak howay kay amisha usper koi recact na kar sakee. or bokhlatay howay amisha sirf yahi kah saki.

"bhai! yeh kia kar rahay ho"

deepak nay iska jawab dainay kay bajaye kaha

"tu to bohat badi or khubsoorat hogayee hay ray, tasweer may to tu badi sadhi howee si nazar ati thee."

yeh sunker amisha ekdum surkh hogayee. usi waqt deepak nay usay ek halka jhatka or diya or isbaar dono ass cheeks ko roughly squeeze karty howay usay thora or eper uthaya. amisha ki t-shirt kuch oper khich gayee thee or uski beautiful navel saaf aweezaan horahi thee. & just for the fraction of second amisha ki navel deepak kay hoton kay bilkul paas aakar ruki or bagair kuch sochay samjhay deepak nay apnay sulagtay hont amisha ki navel per rukh diyay or istarah say sip liya jaisay sara ras ek hi ghont may pee jana chahta ho.

ek jhurjhuri say mahsoos ki amisha nay jab usay apni naaf per deepak kay honto ka lams mahsoos kiya or satpatatay howay amisha ekdum bol padi bhai sab log nazdeek pohach rahay hain plz neechay utaro mujhay. yeh alfaaz usay hosh ki dunya may wapis lay ayee or muskurati howee aankhoon say amisha ko holay holay nichay ki taraf chor diya lekin isbaat ka khayal rakha kay uskay haath alag na honay payen.

amisha ahista ahista nichay aana shuru howee jabkay uski donu hathailyaan apni bahan kay kulhoon ki narmahat ko chor kar pahlay uski bare kamar say miss hoween or phir unglyoon ki pooru nay apna magic dikhaya or forcefully t-shirt kay andar sirayat kargaeen.

choonkay amisha is waqt nichay utarnay kay marhalay per thee or yeh cheez suspect bhi nahi kar rahi thee. is waja say kcuh na kar payee or jabtak amisha zameen par pohachnay may kamyaab howee. uswaqt tak deepak kay haath amisha kay bra strap tak pohachnay may kamyaab hochukay thay. 

deepak ki qismat uswaqt pooray urooj per thee kiyonkay jab amisha kay qadam zameen tak pohchay to excitement ki waja say deepak ka dick tuloo horaha tha. or amisha seedhi apnay bhai kay loray per aakar ruki. pay darpay attack poori tarah say amisha ko confuse kar chukay thay. warna t-shirt may haath mahsoos kartay hi woh thappar lagana chah rahi thee. lekin is step nay usay itna bokhla diya kay bajaye thappar laganay kay usnay ek baar phir wohi baat kahi kay bhai sab log nazdeek arahay hain plz choro.

lekin bajaye chornay kay deepak nay uski thori kay neechay haat rakh kar shararat bharay andaaz may kaha

"may apni bahan say galay mil raha hoon to ismay darnay ki kiya baat hay meri pyaari bahan" or yeh kahtay howay deepak nay amisha ko bilkul honto kay nazdeek kiss ker liya. 

usi waqt bilkul peechay say uskay mummy(Beena) ki awaz ayee

Deepak nay amisha ki t-shirt say haath nikal kar apna ulta haath apni bahan ki gand kay ek ubhar per rakha or apna rukh beena ki taraf kar liya or muskuratay howay apna haath wave kiya.

"ab apni bahan say hi miltay rahogay ya apni mama ka bhi ashirbaad logay" dantay howay beena nay kaha.

deepak nay amisha kay ass cheek per ek hard squeeze di or beena ki taraf qadam barha diyay. beena kay paas pohach kar woh thori dair tak muskurati nazron kay saath apni mama ko dekhta raha. 

"mama aap meri mama to lagi nahi hay bari bahan lagti hain abhi tak jawan hain."

"chal shareer kahinkay pair choo meray jaldi say ab" beena nay mamta bharay howay andaz may usay chapat lagatay howay kaha. tabtak doosray ghar walay bhi saath akar kharay hogaye thay or muskurati nazron say deepak ko dekh rahay thay. or deepak muskuratay howay beena kay pairo per jhukh gaya.

jukhtay howay deepak kay haathon nay to sharafat kay saath pawn ko chuwa, lekin uska sir nay bagawat kartay howay beena ki choot ka rukh kiya. beena pahlay thora sa satpatayee or jaldi say uskay sir per haath rakhkar usay kandhon say pakad kar uthanay lagi. or i love u moma kahtay howay woh beena say lipat gaya lekin kuch istarah say kay uskay dono haath tango say taizi kay sath mis hotay howay uski side gaand per akar rukay or ek haath ko wohi rest karwatay howay doosra haath kamar say oper lay gaya or blows kay khulay howay hisay per rakh diya, thori dair tak yoonhi bagalgeer honay kay baad khud beena ko hi alag howa pada or muskuratay howay kaha

"bohot pyaar araha hay maa per"

deepak sir hilatay howay kahnay laga "yes woh to aana hi chahyay lekin yeh bhi such hay mummy kay u r really a sexy women, mera bhi dil aap per aanay laga hay" bechargi say kahtay howay deepak nay apni ungliyaan thori aagay kartay howay hulki si squeeze di gaand per. lekin usay ziada maza nahi aaya kiyonkay woh hissa ziada naram nahi tha, so woh thora or aagay barnay ka soch hi raha tha kay ek chapat uskay sir per padi or woh harbada kar beena ki taraf dekhnay laga.

beena usay ghoorti aankhoon say dekh rahi thee "tum apni shararat say baaz nahi aowgay na, bohat bigad gaye ho bahar rah kar chalo apni bhabhion or bhayo say milo ab baisharam, sharam bhi nahi aati" kisi sola saal ki ladki ki tarah sharmatay howay beena nay usay doosray logo ki taraf dhakailna chaha. lekin deepak nay is moqay bhi na gawaya or jo haath gaand per rakha howa tha usay utha kar bhayyo ki taraf hilaya or doosray haath ko usi jagah per lay gaya jahan per pahla haath tha lekin abki baar gaand ki side nahi bulkay gaand kay center per haath aakar ruka, or ass cheek per ek bharpoor squeeze dai kar woh yeh kahtay howay bhayyoon ki taraf mud gaya "see u again mom" or beena mu phaday usay dekhti rah gayee.

My Fantasy Ch. 01



There she is. She has amazing hair, the perfect skin, a great set of abs peaking out from under her tank top. She moves with catlike grace through the crowded bar, smiling at people even as she pushes them out of her way. 

"God, you just want to grab that ass and lick your way up her stomach," I mumble to Brook. Brook just smiles and takes the pool cue from my hands for her turn. Trying to still look calm and collected, I walk over to my drink on the windowsill. Taking long sips, I practically finish it. Next time Brook's up on the table, I'm just going to have to go get us more drinks from the chick with the amazing body.

"Your shot, sweetie."

"Ow! Stop tapping me with that thing, you don't know where it's been." 

Brook smiles and hands me the cue, then picks up her own drink. "Ready for another one? My round this time."

I raise my eyebrows at her as I walk around the table, looking for the perfect shot. Like I would be able to make it, anyway. "Give me a second to miss this shot, then I'll go up. You know you'll just run the table on me when I leave. I'll give you time to do it this way."

"You just want to go up and drool over the bartender."

I line up the shot, hoping that the pretty purple ball will go into the pocket it's sitting three inches from. "And that's a problem?"

"That shot was. You didn't even hit the four!"

"What makes you think that I was aiming for the four?" I looked down to see what the solid purple ball was. It was of course the four ball in question. "Maybe I was trying to bank in the two."

"You mean the one on the other end of the table? Face it, honey, you suck at this game. Make yourself useful and go get us some drinks." She rummaged around her pockets until she found a ten, and waved it in front of my face. "I'll give you five more of these if you get her name and phone number."

I raised my eyebrows. Fifty bucks for getting a name and number? Sounded great, but I had never gone up to a girl in a bar and deliberately hit on her. Call me old fashioned, but I don't think that bars are the best place to meet someone. On the other hand, who said I had to hit on her to get her name and number? Maybe I was interested in a job opportunity.

"You're on. I'm coming back with two Seven Sevens and seven little digits."

"No one calls them that any more," she sighed and shook her head. "You keep that up and my fifty is safer than a virgin in a convent."

I traded the ten for the pool cue and sauntered over to the bar. There was a spot open between two groups of people (mostly guys, probably here to do what Brook bet me to do). I leaned in with the ten visibly resting on the bar in front of me. There were two bartenders working, the amazingly perfect girl, and a guy that I couldn't quite tell if he looked good because of the dim lighting, or was actually not bad looking naturally. Right now, the guy didn't matter much. I was waiting for long and leggy to walk towards me.

I had a few moments to check out her ass as she bent down to get a Blue out of the mini fridge across from the bar. Her frayed daisy dukes hugged her ass cheeks like a drowning man held onto a life preserver. My heart was starting to do a jig in my chest. Those legs! On and on, down to a pair of sandals with ribbons wound up her tight calves.

She stood up and pushed her long braid back across her shoulder, letting it fall down to the top of her shorts in a fiery red wave. She handed out three opened Blues to the group of guys next to me, nodded at me to let me know she would be with me shortly, and took their money to the cash register.

That's when it hit me that I was supposed to ask her what her name and number were. How the hell was I supposed to do this? Think of a good line, think of a good line. Staring at her abs as she gave the guys back their change was not helping.

"Two Seven Sevens, right?" she smiled as she pushed a stray curl behind her ear. 

I smiled back, trying to think about the here and now, not what I wanted to do to her in my bed. That chest must look divine when it's not squeezed into that tank top. She asked about the drinks, right?

"You have a great memory. How did you remember that with all of these other people shouting drink orders at you left and right?"

She grabbed two glasses and filled them with ice. "It's not often we get two girls coming in here by themselves. Two guys hoping to see single women, but rarely two girls."

Looking around, I noticed that she was probably right. There were maybe ten women in the bar, and the other seven seemed to be with groups of people who were out together. "So we kind of stand out here, huh?"

She was pouring the drinks when I looked back, shaking the Seagram's bottle over the glasses to give us a little more than a shot in each glass. "I'm sure the guys like the added eye candy. You wouldn't believe how many hit on me each night."

"Bet you make good tips, though," I smiled at her as if we shared some wonderful little secret. "I bet you take home close to a hundred a night. And that outfit helps, I'm sure. You look great in it."

She laughed as she handed the drinks to me. "Thanks. That sounds so much more sincere coming from another woman than it does from one of these clowns. As for the tips," she shrugged as she took my ten. "Some nights it's thirty bucks, some it's closer to two hundred. It depends on the night of the week and what type of patrons come in here."

I took the change back with a sympathetic smile. "I know how that can be. I was a waitress at Roadhouse for two months before I couldn't stand the customers any more. My name's Kelly by the way."

Her handshake was firm and confident, something becoming more and more common in women these days. "Cynthia."

"Want to come out with us after you get out for something to eat? We're probably going to hit a Denny's or something like that."

Cynthia looked around to see if she was missing anyone's order, then back at me. I'm sure she was giving herself more time to think about my proposition. "Why not? I close up tonight; I should be out of here about quarter after four. Are you and your friend still going to be here?"

"I can't see why not. She's kicking my ass at pool, and you're making good drinks. What more can you ask for in a night out?" I pulled a five out of my pocket and left it on the counter for a tip with a wink, then picked up the drinks and walked back to the table.

Brook was leaning against the wall with the pool cue being passed from one hand to the other in front of her. I handed her one of the drinks, took a sip of the other, then took the pool cue from her. She was dying to ask what we were talking about at the bar.

"Well?"

"Well what?" I put the drink down and assessed the table. She had one ball left before going for the eight. I had five. I really should learn how to play this game.

"You two were getting pretty chummy up there."

"Her name is Cynthia, and she's coming with us to breakfast this morning."

"No phone number, though."

"I didn't ask. Would you give someone your number after talking to them for two minutes? I didn't think so. I'm lucky she's coming to breakfast."

"Breakfast." Brook smiled evilly as I lined up a shot that I had a chance of making. "Would that be breakfast when we leave the bar, or breakfast at your apartment tomorrow after she spends the night?"

She meant to fluster me, and it almost worked. I took the shot, finally knocking in the four, and smiled up at her just as evilly. "Right now, just the first. By the end of the night, hopefully both."

Brook laughed and tipped her drink towards me as I sunk the one as well. "Maybe you should hit on strange women more often, it looks like it might be improving your game, Kel."

The next two hours went by so slowly. Brook and I played doubles pool with three different pairs of guys. She was whipping everyone's ass. I was staring at Cynthia's. Normally, I'm not fixated with asses. I love a flat, taut stomach and well-defined arms. But her ass was just so tasty. I wanted to run my hands up the backs of her legs and cup that firm butt in my palms. I wanted to rub my face against her tight abs.

Needless to say I played worse than normal. I think that's why so many guys wanted to play against us, they thought we would be easy pickings. Good thing Brook's a shark. She learned how to shoot pool when she was three. Her dad would hold her up to the table and teach her how to line up shots. She uses words like "English" and "triangulate" and I just shrug and shoot like I always do. But she wiped the floor with every guy that tried taking our table away. I sort of felt bad.

Sort of.

Brook let me go up for the rest of the drinks. I got the guy the next time up, but Cynthia came around after that. Her smile was amazing. I couldn't stop smiling back. She poured the drinks without even asking what I was there for. I needed to say something to her, needed to hear her voice again.

"Care to join me in a shot? My girlfriend is nearing her limit, and I don't have anyone else to do one with."

Cynthia glanced down at her watch. It was three-twenty, almost last call. She was close to being off work. "Sure, what the hell. But I get to pick the shot."

"Deal." I motioned Brook over to take the drinks back, and she came over just as Cynthia was pouring some pink concoction into two glasses. "Brook, this is Cynthia. Cynthia, this is my friend Brook. What is that, anyway?"

"It's a Panty-dropper. Nice to meet you, Brook." Cynthia shook Brook's hand before picking up her shot glass. "Here's to new friends."

"To friends, new and old," I nodded as Brook tipped her Seven Seven towards our glasses and joined in. I let the shot slide down my throat, tasting the sweet-tart flavor momentarily. "Not bad. I've never heard of that before."

"Some guy came in and asked for it once. I wasn't sure if it was an actual drink or a really bad pick-up line. I looked it up in the Bartender's Handbook, and damned it if wasn't in there. It's a great shot to offer a group of guys, too. Pretty decent tip that way."

I laughed. "It always comes back to the tips. What do I owe you?"

"I'll get this round, and you can buy me breakfast."

"Deal. Are we going to get kicked out of here at closing?" Brook bumped my arm to let me know that she was going back to the pool table. I nodded and turned my attention back to Cynthia.

"Yeah, security reasons. I'll meet the two of you outside, or at Denny's, if that's where you're still going. It's your call."

"If we go to Denny's, are you going to stiff?"

"Why would I do that? You owe me strawberry waffles with whipped cream."

"A girl after my own heart." Visions of her with whipped cream over her tits danced in my head. How I would love licking that off. And I don't even like whipped cream.

Cynthia laughed. "Yeah, me and that guy in the corner who loves to watch you bend over the table when you shoot."

"Hey, I can't help it if I have a wonderful ass." I tapped my ass as she watched. I was more than happy to make her mind wander. "Too bad it doesn't look as good as yours in those shorts."

Cynthia raised an eyebrow. "You're starting to sound like one of those guys who is looking for a different version of the Panty-dropper."

I shrugged and turned away. "Denny's on Main, four-thirty. I look forward to buying you breakfast."

I walked casually back to Brook and the pool table. "Got time for one more?" I sipped my drink and smiled.

"She still coming, or did you scare her away?" Brook racked up the last game of the evening. 

"She'll be there. I think I may get more than her phone number tonight if I play my cards right."

"Aren't you full of yourself. Listen to you, the first time you hit on a girl, and you think you can get her in bed."

I shrugged as I lined up the cue ball to break. "She hasn't run screaming yet, and I think she knows where I'm coming from. I think she's intrigued. And that makes me very excited."

"Her shorts make you very excited."

I laughed out loud as I shot the cue ball as hard as I could. "I'm just a sucker for red-heads with great bodies. What can I say? Did I sink anything there?"

Brook shook her head. "Yeah, believe it or not. Two solids. Keep going, babe."

Would you believe I won that game? I shot better than I had in weeks, and sunk the eight right before she did. I had to gloat a little, doing a victory dance around her and the table. I'm sure Cynthia saw me shaking my ass.

We were ushered out of the bar with everyone else at four in the morning. I waved to Cynthia and left with my arm around Brook. She had gone drink for drink with me again, and weighed forty pounds less. Not that I'm fat, don't get me wrong, Brook's just a little twig of a thing five or six inches shorter than me. And it's always fun to watch her try to drink as much as I do. Good thing Denny's was only a short drive away, and we took my car.

We walked into the Denny's about quarter after four. It was chilly; I never understood why they want the restaurant at sixty all year long. The air conditioning was brutal. On the up side, I was betting I'd see some party hats from Cynthia.

What a bad girl I am.

The waitress showed us to a booth in the back corner, away from the door and, thankfully, the air conditioning. I looked at the menu, trying to decide between the omelet and pancakes. I was pretty sure I could get Cynthia to share a bite or two of her waffles, so I didn't want those.

Brook ordered a hot tea to drink, something to mellow her stomach. I asked the waitress to bring a raspberry flavored iced tea. I wasn't sure what Brook wanted, so I told the waitress that the other member of our party would be with us shortly. I was hoping that she wasn't going to ditch us.

Ten minutes later, when I was just about to give up hope, Cynthia walked in. She had changed into yoga pants and a halter-style sweatshirt. Her abs just peaked out between the two, and her ass was still hugged tightly inside the soft material. The light gray color made her hair look even more vibrant. 

My heart skipped a few beats as I watched her walking towards Brook and I. I quickly forgot about the few minutes that I had to wait to see her again. It was worth it. She looked so totally sexy in the sweats. I was trying to decide whether they would look better on my living room floor or at the foot of my bed.

"Hey, guys." Cynthia slid into the booth on my left. Her hand slid across the bottom of my thighs as she moved to get more comfortable. Was that intentional?

"Hey yourself. Get sick of the work clothes?" I was trying to sound casual, like I didn't feel as if a Mack truck just ran me over.

"Would you believe the manager asks me to dress like that? Unsweetened iced tea," she told the waitress when she came over. "Did you guys order yet? No? Miss? Can I get a small stack of waffles, with strawberries and whipped cream? What about you guys?"

Brook and I ordered as well, and the waitress left in a hurry. You would think that she was upset at having to work at four-thirty in the morning.

"So wait," Brook chimed in. "The manager wants you to dress, well, skimpy?"

Cynthia tipped her head back and laughed. "You can say it, I dress like a slut. Jay thinks that it brings in more guys, and makes them spend more money. And I'm sure he likes watching me bend down in those shorts, too."

By the end of breakfast, with my heart nearly exploding every time Cynthia closed her eyes and savored her strawberries and whipped cream, we were all pretty tired. Brook was ready to pass out at the table and just stay there all night. Sure, I was tired, but I was also hyped up on hormones, and could have sworn I could last all night long.

Cynthia yawned as Brook and I divvied up the check. "I don't want to drive home," she whined. "Can I just sleep here?" She placed her head on my shoulder. "You wouldn't mind, right?"

Wouldn't mind? "Do you need a ride home? I have to drop Brook off already. Where do you live?"

"Samson and Dirk."

"That's less than five minutes from my apartment. Come on, I'll take you home. You can call me tomorrow and we'll come and pick up your car."

Cynthia nodded against my shoulder and stood up to walk out. Brook lifted her head from the table and smiled at me. 

"You're going for it, aren't you?" she whispered. I nodded back with my own smile. "One hundred for proof that you and she, well, you know."

"Baby, I'm doing this one for free. Look at that ass!"

I pulled a few extra singles out of my pocket and put them under my glass. I felt sorry for anyone who had to work this late. And I wasn't going to go home and try to relieve the waitress's tension. That was reserved for my gorgeous bartender.

I dropped Brook off at her house, wishing her luck with her uptight husband. You'd think I was a bad influence on her or something, the way he acted sometimes. I mean, I stay out with her all night, bring home another woman (hopefully), and he hates me. Go figure.

Cynthia had her eyes closed as we reached the intersection that would either take us to her house or mine. Left or right? I took my time seeing if there was any oncoming traffic before I turned. Was I so bold as to take her directly to my apartment?

"My roommate's home by now. I don't want to wake her up," Cynthia muttered next to me. "Mind if I crash at your place? I'm not a kleptomaniac or anything."

I chuckled as my eyes widened with my good fortune. This goddess wanted to come home with me! Would I mind? Absolutely not! I put my right blinker on and headed home. "Sure, if you don't mind a little mess. I live on my own and rarely get visitors, kind of like the mirror image of a bachelor's pad."

"Sounds great. You do own a bed and have a working shower, right?"

I envisioned the water dripping down those breasts, forming little rivers across her stomach. "Yep, paid my water bill last week. And I have an air conditioner that is constantly stuck at eighty."

My driveway was seconds away, and I pulled up next to the Cadillac DeVille that my landlord babied. He owned a Cadillac, and I could barely afford my rent. Maybe if I didn't pay close to seven bills a month, we would be a little more balanced out. I would move, but I loved my place. It was the second story of an old Victorian, complete with crown molding and two-inch thick oak doors. Two bedrooms, a huge living room, full kitchen with a breakfast nook, attic storage space, and use of the washer and dryer in the basement. What more could I ask for?

Cynthia took her bag out of the back seat and followed me to the private staircase in the back of the house. "Nice place," she whispered in the darkness. "I'm jealous already, and I haven't been inside."

I unlocked the door, climbed up the stairs with her behind me, and unlocked the top door. You can never be too careful when you're living alone these days. Turning on the light in the living room, I watched as Cynthia took a look around. Her purple sports bag was slung over her right shoulder, and her braid was over the left. They clashed, but it was so amazing that she was standing in my apartment that I didn't even care. 

Be cool, I kept reminding myself. Just stay calm and make it seem like this isn't a big deal. Yeah, like I have strange women in my apartment every night of the week. I dropped my keys on the end table to my left, and headed slowly into the kitchen. 

"Kitchen's through here," I said as I showed her around briefly. Make her feel comfortable, and maybe she won't be sleeping on the couch, right? "The door on the left is the office slash bedroom. I can call it that because there's a futon in there. To the right is the bathroom, complete with clawed Victorian tub and three by three glass shower stall. Right across from us is the master bedroom. Queen size bed, CD player and stripper pole all included. Just kidding," I smiled as she poked her head in the bathroom.




My Fantasy Ch. 02



Sheetal say bagalgeer hontay hi deepak nay doosray dono bhayoon kay baray may poocha to pata chala woh log business kay silsilay may bahir hain. usi lamhay soundarya bhabhie nay peechay say interfare kiya.

"tumharay bhai nahi aasakay to kiya howa meray piyaray dewar jee, tumhari bhabhiaan kaafi nahi hain kiya" 

deepak nay rukh pher kar soundarya ki taraf dekha to woh dono haath seenay per baandhay muskura rahi thee. soundarya ki bhari bhari jawani ko dekh kar deepak khonay sa laga. blue transperent sarhi may say jhalakti howee deep navel per uski nazrain kuch dair tak tikee raheen. sheetal juhi ko ishara kartay howay launge ki taraf laygaya. or madhuri amisha kay saath khusar phusar may lag gayee. is doraan soundarya heerangi say deepak ko dekhti rahi. or jab ahsas howa kay deepak ki gahri nigahain kahan hain to sharmatay howay kaha. 

"kiya dekh rahay ho deepak."

"nothing bhabhie. actually i like voluptuous beauty. & u r exactly like tht. my dream women. ab yeh nahi bata sakta bhabhie khawabon may kia karta hoon" 

navel say choot ki taraf nazrain transfer kartay howay deepak nay kaha. soundarya itni boldness expect nahi kar rahi thee or jab aisay remarks jawab may sunnay ko milay to ekdum blush hogayee. or satpatay howay apni sasu maa ki taraf dekha to beena bhi deepak ki ode hi ghoor rahi thee. lekin deepak beena ko khatir may na latay howay soundarya ki taraf hi mutawajja tha. garbaratay howay soundarya nay deepak say kaha.

"may juhi ko dekhti hoon pata nahi kahan rah gayee hay yeh" 

or rukh phar kar janay kay liyay abhi qadam barhaye hi thay kay deepak pukar utha

"dewar say milnay ayeen thee or ashirwaad diyay bagair jarahi hain bhabhie" lapaktay howay deepak apni bhabie kay qadmoon per jhuk gaya. uswaqt soundarya ko sharmindagi see mahsoos honay lagi kay woh apnay dewar ko galat samajh rahi thee. or usnay apna haath deepak kay sir per rakh diya. 

"aapkay pawn kitnay khubsurat hain bhabhie" yeh kahtay howay deepak nay soundarya ka ek pawn thora sa forcelfully uper uthaya or soundarya apna balance matwazan na rakh saki or zameen bose hogayee.

soundarya ko aisa laga jaisay poora airport usay hi dekh raha ho. or woh gusay kay maray sirf badtameez hi kah saki or uthnay ki koshish karnay lagi.

"oh sorry i m really sorry bhabhie" kahtay howay deepak nay usay sahara dainay ki koshish kee. or soundarya nay kharay hokar apnay saaf kapray yoon hi ahtiatan jharay hi thay kay deepak nay soundarya ka ek haath pakad usay thora ghuma diya kay aapki back per kuch laga howa hay. or jharnay kay andaaz may pahlay blouse kay oper holay say haath phera. or dabao barhatay howay kolhoon tak agaya or thappar laganay kay andaaz may kolhoon per hath marna shuru kar diya jaisay kaproon per lagi mitti jhad raha ho. bokhlatay howay soundarya nay ekdum say palatna chaha kay deepak nay forcefully rok diya 

"ek minute bhabhie. wait a little, let me clean it properly"

"bus bus theek hay saaf hogaya hoga. choro ab" yeh kahtay howay soundarya nay apna ek haath peecha kar kay usay rokna chaha. lekin deepak nay haath ko dobara wapis dhakail diya. or kaha

"ok! ab saaf hogayee hay aapki gaand" or soundarya ko shayad apni zindagi ka subsay bada shock laga tha yeh comment sunkar.

"wht did u say" chahra ghuma kar with anger soundarya nay poocha. 

"it's natural bhabhie, deepak wishpered in her ears, i can bet bhayya bhi aapki gaand kay dewanay hongay. may to sirf haath pherna say hi iska parwana ban gaya hoon. really like butter." yeh kahtay howay deepak nay apna ek haath dono ass cheeks kay darmyaan is hud tak ghusaya jaisay peechay say hi choot tak pohachna chah raha ho. or is hud tak haath lay janay kay baad oper ki taraf forcefully dabatay howay ahista say ragartay howay kheecha. 

"oooukk...wh...whtt..r u doi..ng idiot.." leaveeee. it jjustt noooww." lekin idiot nay jhuk kar soundarya ka gaalon per kiss kar lee.

"real butter bhabhie. very wonderfull maal" is say pashtar kay deepak kuch karpata soundarya nay apni himmat ko mujtama kartay howay deepak ko peecha ki taraf dhakka diya or taqreeban bhagti howee coridoor ki taraf chali gayee.

ab jo deepak nay nazrain ghuma kar dekha to madhuri, amisha or beena ko mu pharay paya.

"tum..tum... itna bigad gaye ho deepak. oh my...." beena nay shock ki kafiat say bahir aatay howay kaha. amisha ahista say khisak gayee wahan say. jabkay madhuri sashu panj ki kafiat may woheen khari rah gayee.

"oh come on mom! it's nothing. this is very common in london. i m not n indian any more. wahan ki hawan ka kuch to asar rahaiga na moma." khabasat bharay andaaz may muskuratay howay usnay beena kaha. or aagay barh kar madhuri ki qadambosi ki lekin is baar sharafat kay saath jukhtay howay pawn per haath rakhay thay. pahlay to madhuri thora sa bidki lekin mohtat rahtay howay deepak kay sir per haath rakh diya.

"tum nay mera sir sharam say jhuka diya hay. tum..tum mujhay samajh nahi arah kay may tumharay saath kiya karoon. kaash tum yahan aatay hi nahi deepak." ghusalay lahjay may beena kahtay howay janay lagi.

"wait mom. agar aap yahi chahti hain to may abhi chala jata hoon. aap kuch bhi kah deejiaga sabko. may nay jo kuch bhi kiya mujhay usper koi sharmindagi nahi hay. yeh sirf ek sharat hi thee meri." ukkhar lahjay may kahtay howay deepak madhuri ki taraf mud gaya.

"I m sorry bhabie. i m extremely sorry."kahtay howay madhuri kay qadam ek dafa phir say choyaye or iskay baad beena kay qadmon per jhuk gaya. or taizi kay saath booking counter ki taraf janay laga. madhuri bechain si hokar apni saas ki taraf dekhnay lagi.


"mummy plz do something. he is leaving. woh sirf shararat kar raha tha. plz rokain isay mummy." beena khud bhi pareshan hogayee thee. woh to soch rahi thee kay deepak maafi mangaiga lekin yahan to ganga hi ulti bahnay lagi theee.

"bahu may kia karoon. woh...woh. yeh sub kuch. ab kaisay rokoon isay. may nay to bagair sochay aisay hi bol diya tha." beena nay bechargi say kaha. "woh naaraz hokar gaya hay. ab kaisay rokoon may usay." 

"may....may rokti hoon." kahtay howay madhuri taiz taiz qadmoon say deepak ki or chali gayee. yeh dekhay bagair kay beena kay kia tasuraat hain. 

deepak booking counter per door say hi khara nazar agaya. madhuri taiz taiz qadmoon kay saath uskay paas pohach gayee.

"deepak! idiot mummy wahan ro rahi hain tumhay zara ahsas nahi hay. chalo wahan per." madhuri nay deepak ka haath khainch kar wahan lay janay ki koshish ki.

"no bhabie. thora ronay kay baad chup ho jayengi. ab aap log yahi samajh lijyay kay deepak london ki rangeenyon may kho gaya hay." apna rukh moray moray hi usnay jawab diya. "tum idhar aao meray saath. sab kay samnay tamasha bana rahay ho. idhar aao" or madhuri usay thora side per lay gayee.

"kiya mummy ko itna huq bhi nahi kay woh tumhay daant sakain... hmm? agar thora sa tumhay daant liya to kiya gazab kar diya unho nay. tum thori si daant tak nahi sun saktay"

"bhabhie yeh baat nahi hay. aap samajhnay ki koshish nahi kar rahi hain. may agar yahan raha to phir dobara aisa hi hoga. to bahtar hay is say pahlay hi chala jawn."

"aisa phir kiyo hoga"istifhamia lahjay may madhuri nay kaha. "tum nay sirf shararat ki thee. abt tum is tarah ki koi shararat karna hi nahi. jab tum is tarah ki koi shararat karogay hi nahi to mummy naaraz hi kiyo hongi tumsay?"

"oh come on bhabie."muskuratay howay deepak madhuri ko ek lakht dekhnay laga. madhuri kuch confuse si honay lagi. "kia aap log apnay charm say waqif nahi hain." deepak nay muskuratay howay kaha. "may agar yahan raha to kuch na kuch aisi harkat zaroor karoonga. kiyonkay mujhay bhi zahir hay haath phernay may bohat maza aata hay."

madhuri ko apni dono tango may kuch sansanahat si mahsoos honay lagi. "enough deepak" hasi dabatay howay madhuri nay kaha. "agar tum nay aisi koi harkat dobara ki to may tumhay thappar laga doongi usi waqt."

"ok to advance may laga lain. i would not mind it"yeh kahtay howay deepak nay muskuratay howay gaal agay kardiya.

"may nay kaha kay hay jab tum kuch karogay to thappar khaogay dewar jee."abki baar madhuri muskurahat chupa na saki.

"isi liyay to kah raha hoon bhabhie advance may thappar maar lain. u know bhabhie, u r my ideal women. agar aap ki shadhi bhayya kay saath na howee hoti na to aapka to may hi chug laita." bai takalufi say madhuri kay kandhay per apna ek haath hamaeel kartay howay deepak nay kaha. 

"bus bus. bohat hogaya."muskuratay howay madhuri nay usay kaha. "flirt karnay ki zaroorat nahi hay mujhsay."

"oh bhabhie flirt kon gadha kar raha hay. may to apnay dil ki awaz bata raha hoon. waisay koi sister hay aapki, bilkul aap jaisi."

"kiyo kiya kaam hay" istifhamia andaaz may madhuri nay bhawain uchkayeen.

"zahir hay mumma kay zaryay proposal bhijwanga. lekin shart yeh kay ho bilkul aap jaisi."kahtay howay apnay doosray haath say madhuri ki thori ko pakad kar holay say jhatka diya. jiskay jawab may madhuri ko ekdum say sharam si agayee.

"behave plz..meri koi bahan shahan nahi hay. or ab chalo yahan say mummi intizaar kar rahi hongi" kahtay howay uska haath apnay shoulder say hatana chaha. lekin wohi jam kar khara raha.

"kiya hay ab. ab kiyo nahi chal rahay ho" madhuri nay kaha.

"pahlay thappar to laga lain bhabie."muskuratay howay deepak nay apna gaal phir say aagay kiya.

"bud tamizi nahi...ok!" chalo ab

"nope pahlay may thappar khawnga." shararat say deepak nay kaha. "ok to ab kar hi laita hoon." yeh kahtay howay shoulder per rakhay howay haath ko bagel may say guzar ker ek kas ker chummi lay li madhuri kay gaal per. jabkay haath bagel say hota howa left boob tak pohach ker tight squeeze day raha tha. 

"unnnnhh.....bai sharam..hato."ek haath say deepak ko dhakka daitay howa kaha. deepak foran hi kaan pakad kar madhuir kay qadmon may beth gaya. "

"I m sorry. lekin gaal haazir hay bhabie. aapnay khud hi kaha tha." daant nikaltay howay usnay kaha.

"tum bohat hi bai sharam ho dewar jee" sharmatay howay madhuri nay kaha." chalo utho ab. madhuri nay usay khechtay howay kaha. or deepak hastay howay phir say beena ki taraf chal diya.

madhuri shasho punj ki kafiat may giraftar thee. apnay dewar ki harkaton say uskay dil may gudgudee si honay lagee thee. janti thee kay yeh sab galat hay, lekin yeh kah kar khud ko mutmaeen karnay ki koshish kar rahi thee kay woh meray bhayyon ki tarah hay. woh humaray paas hi rah kar surdhar sakta hay. abhi woh apnay khayalo may gum deepak kay saath chali jarahi thee. kay deepak nay usay rok liya.

"ek minute bhabie, I want to thank u bhabie. mujhay khushi hay ghar may koi to hay jo meri care karta hay. mujhay samajhna chahta hay. i m really thankful to u bhabhie. I will never let u down. but u will have to promiss me too." sur jukhatay howay deepak ek hi saans may sab kuch kah gaya. us lamhay madhuri ko dhairon pyaar agaya deepak per. or mohabbat bhari nazroon say dekthay howay poocha kay kaisa waada. or deepak sir utha kar usay dekhnay laga, or phir ek tik dekhta hi chala gaya.

"ab aagay bolo gay bhi kay kaisa waada. dekhtay hi chala jarahay ho"ek halki si chapat deepak kay gaal per lagatay howay madhuri nay kaha.

"I would say again bhabie. u r really such a beautiful women on this planet. i have never seen a lady like u in my entire life."

"bus bus, ziada muska laganay ki zaroorat nahi hay, badi bhabie ko kiya dialogue maar rahay thay sab sunay thay may nay."hasi dabatay howay madhuri nay kaha. 

"I swear bhabhie. why don't u understand. acha to aap batayeen aap kaisay yaqeen karaingee meri baat ka. agar aap chahain to mar kar bhi dikha sakta hoon. i swear, i can die for u."ekdum say sanjida hotay howay deepak nay kaha.

"pagal to nahi hogaye ho tum deepak. bilkul bacho wali baat kar rahay ho, chalo ab aagay barho."

"nope! i will not. jabtak aap ko yaqeen nahi ayega. tab tak may yahi khara rahoonga or aap bhi."

"aray wah dewar jee, achi zabar dasti hay. ok baba ok, mujhay yaqeen agaya hay ab. ab chalo"khilkhilatay howay madhuri nay kaha "chalo naaa" or khechnay ki naakam koshish ki deepak ko.

"nope! i will not. may jab tak nahi chaloonga jab tak mujhay yaqeen nahi dila daingi kay aapko meri baat ka yaqeen agaya hay."

"ab tumhay yaqeen kaisay dilawn may"

"just give me a nice hug"

"tum phir shuru hogaye"jhut mut ka gussa dikhatay howay deepak say kaha.

"jee nahi may sirf apni pyar bhabhie kay galay lagna chahta hoon. & nothing else"

"nothing else"madhuri nay may chiratay howay kaha. "agar koi bad tameezi ki na to bohat maroongi haan deepak" sharmatay howay madhuri nay warning dee.

"oh come on bhabie."kahtay howay deepak nay apni bahain madhuri kay gird hamaeel kar deen.

"wonderful"deepak wishpered in her ear.

"chalo ab choro"madhuri nay kasmasatay howay kaha. lekin deepak abhi apni girift halki karnay per raazi na tha. or jawab may jafi may sir hianay laga.

"bhabhie haathoon may khujli honay lagi hay. plz thora sahlanay dain na."

"no..noo. no way. choro ab bai sharam" ek dum say bidak kar madhuri nay girift say nikalna chaha, lekin girift khasi mazboot thee, so sirf kasmasa kar hi rah gayee. "choro na bad tameez mujhay..sab dekh rahay hain. plz choro" aagay kiya hoga usay yeh soch kar hi sharam aarahi thee. itnay logo kay beech may..or us say is aagay socha na gaya.

"plz bhabie! apni ideal lady ko hi na kar sakoon to laanat hay. plz bhabie sahlanay say kiya hojata hay aakhir. or phir aap bhi shararat hi samajh leejiyaga."shararat bharay andaz may kahtay howay deepak apnay dono haatho ko madhuri chotoroon per lay gaya. or unhay bhechnay ki nakaam si koshish ki. lekin maza hi agaya deepak ko. apnay haatho ko thora or daraz kartay howay ek or tight squeez di madhuri kay chotoroon per. lekin is baar kaafi rougly. 

"ooonnngghh...plz deepak...pagal choro...sab dekh rahay hain." madhuri deepak say isqadar chipak chuki thee kay agar deepak sirf halka sa hilkora bhil laita to madhuri kay ras bharay hontoon ka maza lay sakta tha.

"bhabhie apnay sulagtay hont hata leejyay warna may beqaboo hokar inhay choom bhi sakta hoon." shararat haray andaz may deepak nay kaha.

"chorooo" kahtay howay madhuri nay ek baar phir girft say nikalnay ki nakaam koshish ki, lekin is koshis may woh apnay hont to door na hata saki balkay is nateejay uski gaand thori si bahar ko nikal kar dobara andar ko ayee. or khara lund ab pahlay say wazih andaaz may mahsoos honay laga madhuri ko.

"ye...yehh..kiya hay nechay" madhuri nay sharmatay howay kaha "choro naa.."

"oh it's just natural bhabhie. isay to bus moqa chahiyay hota hay khara honay ka. well just one more squeeze & then v go. ok."lulchaye howay andaz may deepak nay kaha.

"oh no"madhuri nay kasmasatay howay kaha lekin is koshish may hont bilkul hi qareeb pohach gaye."

"oh bhabhie. i can't resist it now." kahtay howay deepak nay ek zabardast squeeze di chotoroon per. jis say sansana uthi or deepak nay jhuk kar apnay hont madhuri kay rus bharay honton say paiwast kar diyay.

"oonn...oohhnn."madhuri nay khud ko churanay ki koshis ki lekin kaamyab na hosaki." bharpoor bosa lainay kay baad deepak nay holay say madhuri ko chor diya. madhuri ki aankhain band theen. gukay deepak usay chor chuka tha, lekin madhuri ko is position may dekhtay howay usay phir khujli howee, or aagay barh kar dobara say apnay hont jamanay ki koshish ki, lekin is baar jhurjhuri laikar madhuri door hat gayee.

"ba..bai sharam.....bohat kharab ho tum"madhuri ek dum say chooee mooee ban gayee thee. usay soch soch kar hi sharam aye jarahi thee kay itnay logo kay beech may deepak nay usay choma bhi or gaand ko taqreeban 2 minute tak sahlata raha. us say nazrain hi nahi uthaye ja raheen thee.

"I m sorry bhabhie"shararat say deepak nay kaha "may to sirf galay hi lagna chahta tha lekin aapko galay laganay kay baad haath hi bahaknay lagay."

"tum....bohat bud tameez ho deepak. mujhsay to nazrain hi nahi uthaeen jaaraheen hain. sub logo nay dekha hoga humay. tum....nay mujhay choom bhi liya..." kahtay howay ek dum say sharma gayee.

"oh bhabhie koi nahi dekh raha. aap thora nazrain to uthayeen." or madhuri nay kun ankhion say dekha to koi uski taraf mutawajja nahi tha. or madhuri kay laboon say sukoon ki saans kharij hogayee. lekin sharam usay ab bhi arahi thee. 

"chalo ab sab raah dekh rahay hongay" bamushkil kahtay howay apnay qadam aagay ki taraf baraye. or deepak bhi muskurata howa peechay peechay ho liya. 



My Fantasy Ch. 02



As if in a trance, I stepped into the shower with my new goddess. It was a tight fit, the two of us in that little space. Neither of us minded; it just pushed us up against each other more and more. 

Her skin was softer than I imagined it, if that was possible. Her hands were pressed against the glass on either side of my shoulders, effectively trapping me against the now warmed glass of the shower stall. The water was raining down her back, making her lean forward so it didn't run down her face. She leaned in close, brushing her lips against my neck. Feather soft, I felt her tongue travel up the vein.

"Silly girl," she whispered throatily in my ear. "You thought you could pick me up like some college frat boy. I've got news for you, little one. I wanted you the minute you walked into that bar. If I didn't, you wouldn't have gotten anywhere with me." Her teeth bit down on that same vein, making me gasp with pleasure and pain.

"Either way," I gasped as Cynthia let go. "You're still here now, in my shower, and will no doubt later be in my bed. I'm a winner either way." My hands, up until now laying limply at my side in shock, snaked their way up her thighs to cup her firm ass. "And I'm going to make the best of this situation, don't you worry."

Cynthia's mouth came crashing down on my own. Her tongue forced its way past my lips to begin a dance of love that would put the tango to shame. Her right arm came in between us to grab at my left breast. She kneaded my tit expertly, not too roughly, but just enough to make me squirm with the sensations that were traveling down my body. My hands pulled her hips forward, one traveling up to the curve in her lower back. 

She tasted like strawberries and peppermint gum. She smelled like my shower soap, cucumber melon. Her skin felt like wet silk under my hands. My head was spinning with all of these sensations.

Pulling away from the kiss, Cynthia dropped her head down to pull my nipple into her mouth. She nipped at the tip lightly, then pulled more into her mouth and bit down hard. I threw my head back and pulled her towards me even harder. I knew I would have teeth marks there tomorrow. I was looking forward to it.

Her tongue teased my nipple as she continued to bite down hard around it. My knees were beginning to give way, and only the hold I had on her waist was keeping me standing. My arms were doubled up around her, almost crushing her against my body. One second she was devouring me, the next she pulled her head back with a smile. 

"You want the best? You've got it, baby. I want to do things to you that you've never even dreamed about." Her hand let go of my breast and traveled slowly down my stomach and hip. She slowly slid it between my legs, keeping her eyes locked on me the whole time.

"You're going to have to work harder than that, Cynthia. I've got one hell of an imagination. I've been dreaming about getting you in bed all night long. And the things I want to do to you would make a porn star envious."

She laughed deep in her throat as her fingers began to dance across my clit and pussy. "I've seen some remarkable pornos, little one. Maybe you should show me a little of what you've been dreaming about."

I lifted her legs up and placed them around my hips. One thing about being slightly larger, you can do a lot more with the smaller women. Her hand slipped from between my legs as both arms locked around my neck. I placed one hand at the top of her back, and the other between her legs to support her. Her supple tits were right in front of my face, and I buried my face in the valley between them as my fingers found her pussy.

"You smell so good," I muttered as I pulled my face away. "Think I can get you off like this?" My fingers danced a mile a minute inside of her. Left to right, in and out. I nipped at her breasts, first the left, then the right. She tasted as good as I thought she would. Taking a step forward, I pushed her back against the wall, freeing up my other hand to join the first in her juicy box. Four, then five fingers played across her inner walls. I bit harder into the inside of her breast, sucking and pulling and driving my teeth harder and harder.

"Oh! God, baby, don't stop! Yes, right there, oh god! Deeper, harder, ohhhh!"

I felt her pussy tremble around my fingers as she hit her first orgasm. Her legs began to loosen around me, and I slowly slid us down towards the floor of the shower. I didn't want to pull out of her warmth. I loved the feel of her quaking around my fingers. Slowly, ever so slowly, my fingers wound themselves out of her. 

I was kneeling on the floor with her sitting in my lap at this point. Her feet touched the ground awkwardly, like she wasn't sure if her legs still worked or not. I smiled and kissed her neck. Trailing little bites from her shoulder to her ear, I moved my hands up her ass and back as well. 

"How was that for starters?" I hinted sinfully into her ear. I trailed my tongue around her ear lobe. "I can't wait to taste that sweet pussy of yours."

Cynthia's fingers curled themselves into the hair at the nape of my neck. She pulled me in for another soul draining kiss. Her teeth nipped at my bottom lip as she pulled away, leaving me almost as breathless as I had just left her. "Let's go find that queen sized bed and put it to good use."

"Do I get to dry you off first?" I could just picture her standing in the middle of my bathroom, her hair dripping behind her, while I caressed and roamed across every inch of her body. "Why wait until we get into bed?"

Cynthia nodded as she unwound herself from me. I stood up slowly, a very hard thing to do with two people in the same small space, then lent her a hand. I trailed my hand slowly up her arm; her skin prickled with goose bumps at the soft touch. Her biceps were amazing. Everything about her was amazing. Was I dreaming all of this? Was there really such a beautiful creature standing naked in my shower?

Well, it's not as if she would be fully clothed in the shower, now, would she?

I rung my hair out slightly before opening the shower door. Might as well try to keep the floor as dry as possible. I grabbed two fluffy towels out of the linen closet, the best ones I owned. I toweled off briefly, then wrapped the towel around me like a sundress. I held the other towel open before me in a silent invitation for Cynthia to come out and join me.

She was a tease. Her hands were pushing her hair back from her face to try to wring it out like I had just done. Those marvelous abs were jutting out one way, her ass the other as she tried to get the water out of her long tresses. Water hit her breasts and rolled down her luscious curves. I wished I could be there to catch the water on my tongue as it slid between her legs.

And she knew exactly what she was doing.

Arms outstretched, my goddess stepped out of the shower stall awaiting my administrations. Gently, reverently, I slid the towel across her flushed skin. Starting at the top, I dried off her shoulders, then kissed the skin. Arms, back, butt, thighs, calves, nothing escaped the towel or my lips. At the bottom, I crawled towards her front and began again at the top. I paid particular attention to her breasts, cupping them in the soft fabric and lavishing them with kisses. When my hands dried off her perfect stomach, I bent down to pay homage to her belly button. 

I left her delectable pussy alone, barely brushing it with the towel. Instead, I kissed her thighs, her knees, ankles, and toes. Then I wrapped the blanket around her as I had myself and drew up to kiss her lips. 

Her eyes were mostly closed as I stood up next to her. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath being drawn intermittently. I brushed my fingers over her cheek, then traveled slowly to her eyelids, now closed, and down the brim of her nose to her lips. She shivered from my touch, and I felt powerful.

I lowered my lips to hers. Softly, like silk scarves blowing in the breeze, our tongues slid across each other. Cynthia's kisses were hard and overwhelming; this one was deep and intoxicating. Our arms wrapped around one another, pulling our bodies together and letting our heat intertwine.

"Do you still want to find my bed?"

Cynthia nodded beneath my hand. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, a smile spreading across her luscious lips. "I think some of those porn stars would already be jealous. My body is on fire right now, just waiting for you to touch me again."

"That's quite a compliment, thank you." I took her hand and led her into the bedroom. I purposely left both of our tee shirts in the bathroom. Calculating? You bet.

"I could have sworn that you were a lesbian-virgin when I saw you tonight. Now I'm not so sure."

Raising my eyebrows slightly, I looked back at her as we stepped into the bedroom. I had my soft reading light on in the corner, so I couldn't quite make out her face. "What made you think I was a lesbian-virgin, as you call it? And why change your mind now?"

We sat on the bed, or rather lounged on it as she looked for the right words. Her pale skin and red hair stood out wonderfully against my black sheets. "You seemed hesitant to come up to me tonight. I could tell you were staring at me, and that you were fascinated with me. But when you came up to me, you were making meaningless small talk, like you weren't sure how to approach me."

"Maybe it was because I wasn't sure if you were into that sort of thing. Not every woman is, you know." I stroked her thigh as it began peaking out from the towel. "I didn't want to insult you if you were hard-core straight. What makes you think differently now?"

Cynthia looked at me and smiled. "You're a different person now then you were in the bar. You're confident, know what you want and take it. And I still can't tell which one of my assumptions was correct. Are you going to tell me?"

I pushed the towel up over her hipbone and leaned forward to kiss the exposed skin. "Maybe tomorrow morning, if you ask nicely."

Laughing, Cynthia rolled over so that she was on top. "There you go again, getting all confident on me. I think I liked it better when I intimidated you. Now that you know you can have me for tonight, you lost that edge of innocence and naivete. I think I have to show you just how innocent you really are."

Her red hair draping around us, hitting wetly on our skin, my beautiful bartender once again took control. Tearing open the front of my towel, she began to take possession of my body. Smooth hands wandered freely over my exposed flesh. There's really nothing quite like another female's hand roving across every square inch of you. A man is rough and callused, where as a woman is satiny smooth and knows just where to touch you to make your breath stop and your head spin.

"Oh, Kelly. Just look at you, begging for me to touch you. I bet you would just love it if I started squeezing these delectable breasts of yours." Her breath whispered over my flesh, sending goose bumps dancing across my flesh. My nipples rose up to meet her awaiting lips. "I think I was right in the bar. Let me show you how good this can be with a woman, Kel."

Straddling my waist, I could feel her soft, shaved pussy sitting atop my pelvis. She slid down slowly so that she could lay down atop me and pay attention to my breasts. Her hands squeezed them together, forming a valley of cleavage that I wish I had for real. Then, looking into my eyes, she licked around first one nipple, then the other. Her fingers were kneading my flesh, causing soft ripples of pleasure to course through my body. 

Cynthia took one nipple in her warm mouth, sucking and pulling teasingly. She watched as my head lolled to one side with delight. A moan escaped my lips, and she let go of the first nipple to go after the second. Then my delectable bartender began rotating her stomach on top of me. I could feel her rubbing mere inches from my clit, and wanted more than anything for her to be between my legs. 

"Let me guess what you want, little one," she whispered across my chest. One hand released my breast to travel slowly, oh so slowly, down my rib cage and across my hipbone. Her long fingers wound slowly through my small patch of hair in the front, teasing and pulling and forcing me to moan again. "You want me to touch you right, here."

One finger slid down to press directly on my sensitive clit. She rubbed back and forth across the tip, quickly and just hard enough for me to try and squirm away. Cynthia's strong legs held me in place, and she squeezed my breast forcefully in warning. "Don't move, little one. Let me show you what a woman can do to you. A man doesn't know what this feels like, doesn't know how to control it. Trust me, Kelly. Let me show you how it's done." 

A fire started burning down low in my body. Flames began licking upward, traveling farther and farther across me. Soon, my whole body was ignited with waves of heat. Cynthia was stoking that fire with each wiggle of her finger, each flick of her tongue over my breasts. I was being consumed with the scorching heat, being burned alive with the flames of passion. With a flick of her wrist, Cynthia had turned her hand and began stroking my wet pussy lips as well as my clit. I cried out as the heat burst within me. Sparks and embers of orgasms coursed through and around me. I was the fire of passion. I was the flame of ecstasy. 

I wrapped my arms around Cynthia as she continued to pull small shock waves through me. She let go of my breast and pulled my face towards hers. Capturing my mouth, her tongue began toying with me just as her fingers were. She was relentless in her pursuit to pull me head over heals into another mind shattering orgasm.

And it didn't take long at all before I was a quivering mass of flesh underneath her. I cried out into her mouth, dragging my nails across her back as the second orgasm in just as many minutes tore through me. She was right, there were some things that no matter how good the man was, a woman could definitely do better.

As if my body was her own, she recognized that I couldn't endure much more stimulation on my clit. Her fingers began slowly pressing their way into the wet folds of my pussy. She began trailing kisses down my neck and chest, and I was forced to relinquish my hold on her. Cynthia set up a slow, rhythmic in and out motion with her fingers. In, circle around, and then pull out. Go in, move up and down, and then pull out. Go in, pull out. It was torture and rapture all at once.

My body was her playground. She caressed my ribs, my thighs and back up to my chest. Her tongue drew wet designs across my abs and pelvis. It was almost too much to bear. The different sensations were intermingling into one continuous touch. My body was tingling everywhere, not just where she was touching me. My heart was racing; my breath coming in short bursts.

"Watch this, little one," she purred as she looked up at my face. "I'm going to count down from ten. When I get to one, you're going to orgasm for me. Don't hold back, and don't force it. I guarantee you'll come as soon as I say the word. Ready?

"Ten." Her fingers began dancing the gig inside of me. 

"Nine." She started blowing on my clit.

"Eight." She raked her fingernails down my side from my ribs to my knee.

"Seven." She pulled her nails up the inside of my thigh to meet her other hand.

"Six." She lapped greedily at my clit.

"Five." She again blew on my clit, dragging her nails back up my side.

"Four." Once again, her tongue assaulted me.

"Three." Cold breath against my wet, engorged clit.

"Two." Tongue.

"One." She sucked my clit into her mouth with brutal force, pulling me over the edge faster than I ever dreamed possible. 

I cried out with surprise at the ferocity of the orgasm that ripped its way through my body. I had felt it building steadily as she counted down. It was being fed expertly by her administrations. From five on down, I could barely keep breathing. But once she said the word, just like she had promised, I had come with a vengeance. 

I'm sure my landlord had heard me come from his bedroom downstairs. And I didn't care.

Cynthia came up to lie down next to me, slowly rubbing her hand across my chest. She smiled as I tried to get my breath back. I put a hand to my chest to feel my heart, and wasn't surprised to see it was going a mile a minute. "I think I reached my target heart rate there." 

Chuckling, her hand came up to caress my neck and face. "You know, little one, I think we've almost popped your lesbian cherry."

It was my turn to laugh. "Lesbian cherry, I like that. I know there's still one very important thing that I want to do to you before we finally get some sleep tonight. I think we may be on the same page here." I reached up and undid the loose knot at the top of the towel. "I also think that it's time to get rid of this."

Amazingly, her breasts seemed even more perfect than they had in the shower. Golden brown, you could tell she enjoyed tanning in the nude. Her pert nipples almost blended in to the tanned skin around them. Red curls, just beginning to dry and take shape, lay sensually across the skin. "Let me worship you, darling Cynthia. Let me set you on fire like you did to me."

I rose over her, pushing myself up on one elbow. Cynthia lay back, her head cushioned by two pillows so she could watch me. One hand was pulled behind her head, the other was rubbing my back and shoulders encouragingly. I was drawn to her like a moth to flame, and that was probably a very accurate description at that point. I was the small fluttery being, she the warm light that drew me in and consumed me.

Like I had dreamed of doing all night, I caressed and kissed her amazing stomach. I rubbed up against her like a cat, marking her and feeling her against me. Soft skin covered hard muscles. Tanned strength. Moving up to her luscious breasts, I circled first the whole globes with my tongue, then the outline of her nipples. I couldn't keep my hands off her. I sat above her so that both of my hands could wander. 

I could feel her body radiating heat between my legs. I shuddered with her as our clits slid across each other when I leaned forward to kiss her neck. I moved my legs apart so she could do the same, and began rubbing against her even more as I bit into her shoulder lightly. 

"Cynthia?" I whispered in her ear. "This is one of the things I've wanted to do all night. Give me your hand." I took her hand in mine and led them both between our legs. "I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine."

As if we were the same person, we plunged our hands into each other at the same time. Mimicking one another, we began simultaneously fingering each other towards climax. Our arms and wrists were pushed together between our bodies, making it slightly difficult to gain a lot of movement, but the intimacy of that unbroken contact made everything sweeter. Our palms moved against our clits, our fingers danced inside our moist pussies. I caught her in a deep kiss, and our tongues thrust and parried like our fingers.

"Now, Cynthia," I said breathlessly. "Are you ready? One, two, three!" We both leapt into oblivion at the same moment, and felt each other quiver around our fingertips. She pulled my head towards her again as she thrust her hips up to draw my fingers in deeper. She was still quaking and pulsing, so I continued to move my fingers inside of her, drawing her orgasm out to last as long as she could handle it. I stilled my fingers when I felt her pussy open up around them.

Her hands fell away from me the same time as she pulled away from our kiss. "Those porn stars are missing out, little one. Damn." 

"Who said I was done yet?" I nibbled on the vein in her neck just below her ear. "I'm going to take you higher and higher, Cynthia. And you're not going to have a count down to let you know when your orgasm will hit."




My Fantasy Ch. 02



She dropped her head to the side to let me get a better hold, and I took full advantage. I sunk my teeth into her as I began moving my fingers again. I heard her breath catch in her throat, and her pulse sped up underneath my tongue. I trailed bites across her shoulder and back to the top of her amazing tits. Hard and soft ones, she never knew what was coming next.

"Turn over," I growled as I rolled off of her and pulled out. She did as she was told without question. I plunged my fingers back into her pussy and began biting her shoulder blades and the back of her neck. From this angle, I could run my knuckles across the spot where I knew she would feel them most. My fingers tickled her insides.

My other hand caressed her back, then slapped her hard on the ass. Cynthia let out a surprised yelp and tossed her body around on the bed. I spanked her again, and she began wiggling her hips, grinding her pussy into my fingers and her clit into the mattress. I didn't stop her from moving. Instead, I continued my onslaught, turning her perfectly tanned ass bright pink.

Right before I could tell she was going to make herself come, I threw myself across her and stopped my fingers. Cynthia cried out as her orgasm was denied. She turned her head and tried to see what I was up to. "I told you that you wouldn't know when the orgasm was coming. Didn't that seem a little too easy?"

"Bitch," she whispered throatily. "You're good, little one. You're a bitch, but you're good."

"I'm glad you think so. Now, turn on your side." My darling goddess again did as she was bid. I slid onto my side as well, reverse of her so that our pussies were in each other's face. I kept mine far enough away that she couldn't do anything yet. I wanted to tease her first. I wanted to taste her, to feel her inside and out before I had to split my focus.

It was a night of firsts for me. The first time I picked up a woman at a bar. The first time I brought a woman back home with me. The first time I brought a woman to orgasm. The first time I received pleasure from a woman. And now, the first time I licked pussy. And everything was fantastic.

The feel of her lips against mine was heaven. I pushed my tongue between her folds slowly, savoring every centimeter. I pushed in as far as I could, burying my face as close to her as I could. My arms wrapped around her middle to draw her closer to me. I heard her moan from across the bed, across the continent. I was lost in her pussy. Fingering her was one thing, but thrusting my tongue into her was one thousand times more intimate. This was the summit of lesbianism if there ever was one.

I drew my tongue out of her reluctantly, knowing that there were other things to do to her to make her come quicker. I wrapped my arm around her hips, pushing my fingers inside her from behind. My mouth then went to work on her clit. I could feel the button on the tip of my tongue, and imagined that it was mine. What would I want done to it?

Pushing my fingers in as far as they could go, I began to suck her clit into my mouth with determination. Cynthia cried out with pleasure. I knew I had her on the brink of yet another orgasm. I thrust deeply with my fingers, filling her hole as best as I could while I sucked on her delicious clit. I could just imagine what this felt like. My body began quivering with the thought. I smiled around her clit. I could get off just on giving her pleasure.

But I wanted this to last just a little longer. My drink-slinging goddess hadn't been driven nearly crazy enough for my taste. Almost, but not quite. I let up on both my fingers and mouth for just a little. I heard her cry out in vain as she was again denied release. I slowed down and let up on the intensity. Sweet Cynthia squirmed around trying to tell me that she wanted more.

"Think of those porn stars, Cynthia. Do you think they're very jealous?"

"Yes!" she cried out. "Please, oh god. Please let me come."

"Will you remember me tomorrow?" I teased her clit like she had mine, alternating between blowing on it and sucking. Hot and cold rushed over her. I felt my own pussy begin to quiver with anticipation.

"Yes," whimpered Cynthia as she reached out to stroke my thigh.

"Am I still your little one?" My fingers began to become more insistent. Her thighs tightened up with the strain of keeping them open.

"Yessss."

"Am I a lesbian-virgin?" I clamped down on her clit once more. Drawing it in my mouth, I bit into it teasingly.

"No." Her reply was barely heard as she sucked in her breath. "No. God, no!"

Cynthia's pussy clenched violently around my fingers. I sucked once more, good and hard, on her clit as my own orgasm crashed into me. Cynthia's body twisted and pulled itself in a million different directions. I stilled my fingers and held on tight, giving her an anchor in her whirlwind of pleasure. 

Slowly, so as not to send her into tears, I released her clit and drew my fingers out of her still-quivering pussy. I turned around so that we were lying face to face again, and Cynthia drew me into a fierce hug. Her body was still twitching with aftershocks.

"Amazing. Simply amazing," she whispered into my neck. "Where have you been all my life?"

I laughed and pulled the covers over us. "Not bad for my first time, huh?" I kissed her forehead as a smile came across her face.

"I just knew it. Oh how I love breaking in virgins."

"So," I smiled, starting to think of the outside world again. "What do you want for breakfast tomorrow?"



My Fantasy Ch. 02



Again let me state that this is a fantasy....Nothing more.... Nothing less.

You made special plans to take me out for the evening; a night filled with romance, dinner and dancing. I dressed in the new dress you bought me just for this occasion. The dress is beautiful, a black silk that hugged me in all the right areas. The dress left little to the imagination to say the least. 

Nevertheless, I come out from our bedroom. My hair is styled but left down just the way I know you always like it. Our eyes lock, your eyes devour me, looking up and down. I turn around letting you see all of the dress. The sloping back is now however covered from my long hair. 

I come over to you, without a moments notice, you grab me, your lips cover mine. Your kiss filled with pure desire. Your tongue presses against my lips. I open my lips only slightly. Your tongue enters my mouth. Our tongues dance together, taunt and tease each other. 

I break our kiss knowing if we continued the night would be spent in our bedroom and not out dancing. You look into my eyes, eyes so dark and filled with need and desire that I shiver. I quickly walk out of your reach, knowing if I stay we would kiss again. 

By the time we arrive at the restaurant, I am so hot for you because of the little remote control that you played with, that controls the vibrator in my panties. You help me from the truck and into the restaurant. 

We are seated, and start looking over the menu. I look up from the menu and see my friend (the friend we had a threesome with about 3 months ago). She approaches the table with her husband. We invite them to join us. She sits beside me, him beside you. We order. 

While we wait for our food, you ask me for a dance. We dance to a slow tune, you holding me so close to you. You whisper in my ear that you would like to make love with me right here, right now. I tease you by saying how my pussy is so wet for you, and how I am eager to get home and ride you all night. With that I feel the vibrator tease my clit. I moan in your ear. The vibrator continues to tease my clit, I moan more into your ear. You know I am about to cum, you stop the vibrator. The song ends and we go back to our seats. 

Our food is served to us. We eat without to much conversation. After we have finished, my friend and I excuse ourselves to go freshen up. 

We get to the ladies room she presses me up against the wall. Our lips meet. My hands go in her hair, hers to mine. We moan, both needing what the other is willing to give. Our kiss deepens. My hands travel to her breasts, I tease her. She whispers that she wants to go home with me. She wants to lick my pussy and wants to be fucked so hard by you. I moan, wanting nothing more than to let her lick me right here. I kiss down her neck. I want her so badly it hurts. Our lust session is disrupted by someone walking into the ladies room. 

We go over to the sinks to freshen up. She asks, "Why do you jerk every so often?" 

I tell her I have a vibrator in my panties controlled by my husband. 

Her jaw drops to the floor and then she says, "That sounds like fun."

"It is," I respond. 

Now I have an idea. I take the vibrator out of my panties and I place it in hers, giving her clit some attention before taking my hand out and licking my fingers. 

We quickly rejoin the table. You give me a suspicious look, I smile. 

You look over to me. I can only guess that you pressed a button for the vibrator to come on, getting a moan from her and no reaction from me, your eyes become big and dark. 

My friend thinks of a reason to come with us to our house. Her husband is so blind to what is going on anyhow. He would rather flirt with other women than to bed his own beautiful, breath taking wife. 

During the car ride home, my friend and I could hardly keep our hands off each other. We finally arrived home. 

You lead us in; instead of stopping at the living room you lead us to our bedroom. I sit on the bed. My friend comes over to me. "Do you know how my body aches for you?" she asks. She kisses me once again. Oh God, how her kisses drive me wild. She takes my dress off. My breasts are now open to her assault. Her mouth eagerly takes my left nipple, sucking on it, biting at times. She lays me back and joins me in bed. 

Her kisses slowly trail down my body. She quickly frees me of my panties. And her lips lightly kiss my clit. You come over and tease my breasts, rolling my nipples between your fingers. My friend continues her assault on my pussy, her tongue fucking my hole then coming up and sucking my clit into her mouth. It wasn't long until I was moaning and not wanting her to ever stop. My hands go into her hair, forcing her head further down. 

I let her know that I want to lick her sweet pussy, that it was no fair that she is the only one having the fun. She busies herself with undressing herself. Your lips come down to claim mine. We kiss briefly. She joins us again on the bed. She is now on all fours, her pussy directly above my face. 

I start licking her. And you start teasing her ass with your finger. How I have missed her sweetness. A moan escapes her. I continue flicking her clit with my tongue, until I know she is close to cumming. You are now fucking her ass with your finger. My tongue seeks out her pussy hole. I start fucking her pussy with my tongue. She starts sucking on my clit harder. Her muscles start to jerk and she moans, I tell her to eat my pussy that I needed her. She returns to eating my pussy and I continue fucking her pussy. 

We both cum at the same time, she cums with such vigor; her nectar flooding my mouth. Our moans feel the room. You stop finger fucking her and quickly undress. You lube up your now hard, aching penis, you position yourself at her ass, and gently start pushing yourself into her ass. I start licking her again. She quickly relaxes for you to enter her. You gently start fucking her ass. She loves what you are doing to her. "FUCK ME HARDER!" she yells. 

You take her hips and start fucking her so hard and fast that it isn't long that she cums, flooding my mouth once again. You slam into her ass one last time, erupting deep inside her ass. Slowly you slip out of her ass. 

We all get up and shower together. 

She joins us in our bed. I sleep in the middle of the two people who know how to please me. 

We sleep until morning....



My Fantasy Ch. 03



Samaan clear karwanay kay baad ab ghar ka qasad tha. juhi drive kar rahi thee. jabkay beena front seat per pahlay hi barajuman ho chuki thee, naa chaar madhuri ko ab pichlee seat deepak kay saath share karnee pari thee. sheetal deepak kay right hand per tha.

Kuch dair to deepak sharafat say dono haath apni god may rakhay betha raha. is doran sheetal us say guftugoo karta raha or kuch dair baad woh bhi khamosh hogaya. ab deepak ko bechani honay lagi thee. madhuri ki taraf mu phar kar dekha to muskurahat labo per agayee. car may ziada gunjayesh na honay kay bawajood madhuri nay deepak say kuch hut kar bethnay ki koshish ki thee. is koshish may woh kuch un easy si bhi lag rahi thee.

Deepak thora sa uchka or apna seedha haath sheetal kay shouldar per rakh diya, sheetal nay muskura kar usay dekha or phir khirki say bahar dekhnay laga. deepak nay doosra haath ghamaya or madhuri kay galay may hamayeel kar diya. madhuri nay chonk kar usay dekha or uski aankhoon may nachti shararat dekhtay hi usay aankhoon sa mana karnay ki koshish ki.lekin woh deepak hi kiya jo samajh jaye..

so deepak muskuratay howay samnay ki taraf dekhnay laga or dono haatho ko usi position per rahnay diya. thora taptay howay madhuri nay uski raan may hulki si chutki li to deepak nay chonk kar usay dekha to madhuri nay ek baar phir aankhon kay zaryeh tunmbeeh ki lekin samajhnay kay bajaye deepak nay daant nikal diyay. or shoulder say haath hata kar bagal may say forcefully guzar diya, mummay per deepak ka haath mahsoos kartay hi woh kuch un easy si howee or kuch kahnay kay liyay lub kholay lekin sub logo ki mojoodgi ka ahsaas hotay hi apnay hont sirf phad phada ka rah gayee. bechani say madhuri nay juhi ki taraf dekha lekin uski nazrain wind screen ki taraf hi theen. ek haath say uska haath hatanay ki naa kam si koshish kartay howay deepak ko aankhoon say back view mirror ki taraf ishara kiya kay juhi dekh lay gi. lekin deepak nay ek gaal ko is tarah say move kiya kay jaisay yeh kahna chahta ho "I don't care".

koi re action na dekhtay howay madhuri nay ek or koshihs ki uska haath hatanay ki lekin kaamyaab na hosaki to deepak ki taraf be chargi say dekha. 

"b easy bhabhie! koi nahi dekhaiga" deepak nay jukhtay howay sargoshi ki. 

koi charah na dekhtay howay madhuri nay apna chahra khirki ki taraf mor liya.Deepak ub tak to holay holay hi apni ungliyoon ki pooro ko mummay ko oper phira raha tha. lekin jaisay hi madhuri nay resistence bund kar di deepak nay pahlay apnay haath say pooray mummay ko girift may laina chaha. lakin naakaam raha. to apni chaar ungliyoon ki puroon ko nipple per rakha jab anghootha..golayee kay uper walay hissay per girift kay liyay phasaya..or phir pahlay to apni mukhalif simt may holay say kheencha or ek dum mummy ko andar ki taraf squeeze kartay howay apni taraf khaincha. or madhuri is sudden assult per siski bhi na lay saki doosron ki wajah say apni karah roknay kay chakkar may madhuri kay hont o shape may hogaye.

Deepak nay muskuratay howay madhuri ko dekha or ek baar phir ek tight squeez di, or ab ki baar bhi madhuri sirf mu khol kar rah gayee. deekak ki taraf mu kartay howay madhuri nay mul taji nazroon say usay dekha. to deepak nay mu bana bigaartay howay madhuri kay kaano per jhuktay howay serghoshi ki.

"ok bheye. hata ta hoon, aap to thora sa enjoy bhi nahi karnay daiteen." kahtay howay deepak nay apna haath mummay per say utha liya. lekin hath madhuri per say hatnay kay bajaye mummo say neechay sirka diya.

"yeh tum nay haath remove kia hay apna" madhuri nay daantnay walay andaz may sirghoshi ki. or deepak nay ek baar phir apnay daant nikal diyay.

"aap nay mummo say haath hatanay ka kaha tha bhabhie...apni body say to nahi" yeh kahtay howay apni ek ungli madhuri ki deep navel may stuck kar di. or woh halka sa uchuk kar rah gayee.

"enjoy bhabhie or mujhay bhi karnay do enjoy" shararat say kahtay howay deepak ab uski navel say khail raha tha. or madhuri nay apnay honton per aayee hansi chupanay kay liyay window ki taraf mu phair liya..ab deepak ki ungli nay apna magic dikhana shuru kar diya tha.. finger ko pahlay to navel may is tarah say ghumaya kay kuch khodnay ki koshish kar raha ho..jis say madhuri ki jism may ek sun sanahat si paida howee to usnay ek haath say door ko mazbooti say thaam liya. phir deepak nay apni angli ko thora sa uper ki taraf khaincha or phir ungli nikal kar apna anghootha navel may daal kar neechay ki taraf khaincha. to madhuri per madhoshi si chanay lagi..or usnay aankhain moond kar apna sir seat say tika diya.

deepak ki ungliyoon ka jadu abhi bhi jari tha. deepak nay apna anghootha bahar nikal kar apni hatheli navel say hata kar pait may rakha or usay pait ko bhaichtay howay doosri taraf kheencha or kheenchtay howay paanchon ungliyon may say ek ungli navel may bhi dhunsi or left side per navel ko thora sa khaichti howee chali gayee..ab ki madhuri control na kar payee or ek moan escape ho hi gayee..lekin woh itni slow thee kay sirf deepak hi sun saka..or muskuratay howay apna khail jaari rakha..kabhi ungli navel may ghusa daita tha to kabhi navel per hathaili ko is tarah say rakhta ha jaisay muthi banatay hain..or phir usay bheench daita tha..madhuri kus masa kar rah jati thee.

thori dair baad deepak navel say khailtay khailtay thora bore honay laga..to navel say thora neechay haath lay gaya. lekin ek inch say ziada neechay na jaa saka..ab saari ki hud shuru hogayee thee..or deepak ka mu ban gaya. thori dair to aisay hi saari ki puroon kay uper thora sa haath maara..lekin rah na saka to apni ungliyoon ki puroon ko saari ki hud per holay say phasaya. or itni aahistagi say apna haath saari say guzar diya kay madhuri ko aakhri lamhoon tak ahsaas na ho saka kay kia ho raha hay..woh yeh expect hi nahi kar rahi thee kay deepak is hud tak jayega woh bhi car may sab ki mojudgi may..or jaisay hi madhuri ko ahsaas howa kay deepak ka haath uski choot per hay..woh ek dum say had bada kar uth bethi jis say car bhi thori sa hil si gayee or juhi nay hairangi say peechay ki taraf dekha..to madhuri nay sut pata kar safayee si paish ki kay aankh lag gayee thee..achanak aankh khuli. to juhi nay muskura kar apna chahra phir say windscreen per focus kar diya.

"bay waqoof yeh kia kar rahay ho"..phunkartay howay madhuri nay gussay say kaha. lekin deepak nay koi jawab nahi diya or ab ki baar deepak nay apna sir seat say tika diya..or apnay haath ki harkat jaari rakhi..uski khush qismati kay madhuri nay us din panty bhi nahi pahni howee thee jaldi jaldi kay chakkar may woh bhool gayee thee..

madhuri nay ultay haath ko bilkul usi jagah per rakh diya jahan per deepak ka haath herkat kar raha tha..or usay thamnay ki naa kaam koshish ki..deepak ki ungliyaan ab apna jadu jaga rahi theen..or madhuri ki saansain garam honay lageen..

"plz..deepakkkk..." nichlay hont ko chabatay howay apni siskari roktay howay madhuri nay usay roknay ki koshish ki..but deepak nay koi tawajjo nahi di..or apni ungliyon ko harkat daita raha..kabhi sahlanay lagta to kabhi..ek ungli choot kay thoura neechay rakh kar..usay uper dabata..or yeh sub madhuri ko pagal kiya day raha tha....or apnay jazbat ko chupanay kay liyay...aankhain moond kar seat say sir tika diya....usi lamhay..deepak nay apna palm madhuri ki choot per rakhtay howay..muthi si is tarah say band ki kay jaisay choot ko muthi may laina chah raha ho..or is harkat nay deepak ki bhabhi ko mazeed pagal kar diya..madhuri kay hont khul o shape may bun gaye or andar ki saans andar hi rah gayee..apna seedha haath madhuri nay deepak ki thigh per rakha or iltijayee andaz may usay mana kartay howay..phir say usay baaz rahnay ka kaha..but..deepak yeh destination chornay per razi na tha..or muskura kar dekhnay laga..koi chara na dekhtay howay..madhuri nay apni ulti tang utha kar seedhi tang per rakhi kay shayad is tarah say deepak kay haath ek hi jagah per muqeed rah sakay..lekin yeh harkat bhi usay mahangi padi...deepak ka haath us waqt kuch is tarah say tha kay paancho ungliyan choot kay phaili howee theen..or jab madhuri nay tang per tang jamayee to..deepak nay thori dair to haath ko aisay hi rahnay dia phir uski muthi bana li..or yeh harkat madhuri ko ek or current sa day gayee..

ek jhatkay say tang ko utha kar apni purani posistion may rakh kar..ek baar phir iltijayee andaz may deepak kay kaan may sargoshi ki..

"plz..deepakkkk..may cccontrol nahi kar paaaarahi..plz..removeee ur hand.."

"kia hay bhabhi..yahan nahi karoon..wohan nahi karoon..to phir kahan haath rakhoon.." shararat bharay lahjay may deepak nay jawabi sargoshi ki..

"plzzzz...deepak..pahlay isaaay...ummm..oh ma..plz..deepak apnay haaaaath ko remove karoo..."

"ek shart per....or woh yeh janab kay..baad may karnay daingi aap.." aankhain nachatay howay deepak nay apna pansa phaink diya..yeh sun kar madhuri sharam say laal si hogayee..lekin janti thee kay agar usay inkar kia to woh khud to buch jayega..but usay phaswa daiga..so..us nay jaldi say haan kar di.

"oh great..dekhain bhabhi..phir may rukoonga nahi haan..soch lijiyay..baad may koi heela bahana nahi sunoonga.." deepak nay muthi choot per say kholtay howay kaha..

"oooohhhh.." halki si siskari nikal hi gayee madhuri kay laboon say is baar..but itni hi halki thee kay deepak kay kano may hi pohach saki... 

"plz..pahlay isay remove karo jangli.." halka sa relief miltay hi..apnay hawason may aatay howay madhuri nay usay dapta..

"nikalta hoon..nikalta hoon bhayee....one last time..haath phair loon..is mulayem choot per say..is baar ek ungli ghusaoonga.." daant nikaltay howay deepak nay kaha..or apnay angoothay or ek ungli kay through choot ko open kartay howay..ek ungli ghusanay ki koshish karna shuru ki..

"whhhhh....nnnnoo...pppagal hogaye ho kia..." her baratay howay..ek baar phir deepak kay kanon may ghusnay ki koshish..ki..or is uchal kood ko juhi nay phir mahsoos kia..or peechay mud kar dekha.

"kia phir aankh lag gayee thee.." juhi nay..khil khilatay howay kaha..

"nahi woh bus bethay bethay thak si gayeen thee..so..." ek baar phir safayee paish karnay ki koshish ki..juhi nay aankhain nachayeen..or muskura kar mu phair liya..

dobara kahnay say pahlay hi deepak nay apna haath sari may say nikal diya..or ek sukoon ka saans madhuri kay labon say kharij hogaya..

"ab kahan haath rakhoon..yeh ab aap hi bata dain.." jhuktay howay shararat say deepak nay kaha..

"kaheen bhi nahi..ab door hut kay betho bay sharam.." sharmatay howay madhuri nay khud hi us say thora door honay ki koshish ki..but itni jagah thee hi kahan..so bus woheen per kas masa kar rah gayee...jo kuch ab tak ho chuka tha..usay yaad kar kay hi usay dhairon sharam aaye ja rahi thee..woh apnay khayalon may gum thi or car ghar kay compound may dakhil hogayee or break chir chidanay ki awaz kay saath hi usi sun sani khaiz mahole may wapis aagayee...



My Fantasy Ch. 04



Pourch may car kay ruknay kay baad neechay utartay howay beena nay mulaz'imon ko kaha kay lugage deepak kay room may pohcha diya jaye. to madhuri nay kaha.

"maa ji! aap log chaliyay may samaan deepak kay room may set karwa kar aati hoon."

or beena sir hila kar janay lagi isi doraan ek mulaazim aarthi ki thali lay kar aagaya or beena nay aagay birh kar us say thali li or deepak ko khamosh nazron say bulaya uski aarthi utarnay kay liyay. but deepak bongoon ki tarah khara raha to sheetal jo us kay saath hi khara tha ek taho ka uski pasli may dia to deepak nay had badatay howay sheetal ko dekha or aankhain uchkayeen to sheetal nay muskuratay howay kaha aagay jao or aashirwad lo mom say bay waqoof.

aarthi utartay howay bhi beena kay chahray or aankhon say gussa haweeda tha. aarthi jaisay hi khatam howee to ek baar phir sheetal nay door say hi aankho say ishara kia kay aashirbad lo ma ka. to woh neechay jhuk gaya or pawn choway airport ka incident itna purana nahi howa tha kay beena bhool jati deepak kay hathon kay lams ko apni gaand ki poroon per say, so woh thora careful thi ab ki baar. But aashirbaad to daina hi tha so uskay sir per haath rakha or kaandho say pakar kar usay khara kia. aakhir maa thi so piyar to aana hi tha, so aagay birh kar uski paishaani per bosa daina chaha, but deepak ki sheh'wat to aisay mawaa'qay talash kar rahi thi. so jaisay hi beena aagay ko ho kar uski paishaani ka bosa laina aagay barhi deepak nay apni dono hathail'yaan ek baat phir beena ki wide gaand kay corner per rakh deen, dil to deepak ka apnay haath beena kay ass cheeks per poori tarah say ghusanay ka kah raha tha but woh janta tha kay yeh cheez mahsoos kar li jayegi or woh sub ko alag alag seduce karna chahta tha. so sirf curve per hi haath rakhay. 

Deepak kay haath apni gaand per mahsoos kartay hi usay ek jhatka sa laga but ab woh peechay nahi hut sakti thi otherwise sub notice laitay so bosa liyay bagair peechay nahi hut sakti thi, choonkay deepak us say hight may lamba tha so usay thora uchakna tha or deepak ko thora jhukna tha. is process may deepak ziada dair tak apnay dil per jabar na kar saka or side say apnay hath phis'laatay howay beena ki gaand per poori tarah rakh diyay. yeh mahsoos kartay hi kay deepak kay haath ab ziada danger hona shuru hogaye hain beena nay taizi say uski paishani per apnay hont rakhay or peechay hati. but deepak isi cheez ka to wait kar raha tha uski paishani per jaisay hi beena kay hont sabat howay waisay hi deepak nay apnay phailee howee hathail'yon ko jo kus liya or ek tight squeez daini chahi beena kay ass cheeks per but ek to beena ki silk sari doosra beena ki hip ka enormous hona jiski wajah say woh ek naa'kaam si koshish kar kay rah gaya or isi doraan beena ek jhatkay say peechay hut chuki thi. 

kisi ko pata na chal saka kay dono kay darmiyan kia howa siwaye amisha kay jo kay hairat kay maray mu pharay khari yeh sub dekhti rah gayee thi, amisha us waqt apni ma kay bilkul peechay hi khari thi jab kay baqi sub log deepak kay peechay ghairha dalay kharay thay. deepak nay apni sis ko tab dekha jab jhatkay kay sath beena bosa lay kar peechay howee to beena kay hattay hi amisha ka mu pharay chahra samnay aagaya jo kay hairat say apnay bhai or apni mama ko dekhay ja rahi thi. deepak amisha ka chahra dekh kar muskura dia or shara'rat say aankh maar di. deepak ki tawajjo peechay ki janib dekh kar beena nay sut'pata kar rukh phaira or dil dhuk say rah sa gaya apni choti beti ko dekh kar. ek dum dhairon sharam jaisay usay aagayee yeh soch kar kay, kay sub kuch..sub kuch amisha nay dekh lia hay. us say ab 2 qadam uthana bhi mush'kil ho raha tha amisha kay samnay.

"chalo yaar! kitni or rasmain nibhayee jaayengi. local log to fresh hain but yeh europion banda kaafi thuk chuka hay bhai" ukta'hut ka muzahira kartay howay deepak nay kaha but uski nazrain apni moma ki wide gaand per hi tiki howee theen or woh ek baar phir is naram jagah per haath saaf karna chahta tha. 

"chalo bhayee chalo...sub log hi thuk chukay hain" sheetal nay bhi haan may haan milatay howay kaha or juhi ki kamar may bahain daal kar aagay ko chal dia jab kay amisha neechay nazrain kiyay beena kay chalnay ka wait kar rahi thi. lekin yahan to beena say qadam hi nahi uthaye ja rahay thay sharam kay maray. but jab amisha ko woheen kharay paya to beena nay khud hi himmat kar kay aagay qadam barhaye or taiz taiz qadmon kay sath aagay berh gayee or taizi say apnay bedroom ka door open kar kay andar enter hogayee...

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Pay dar pay haad'saat nay usay ek dum bokhla dia tha or ab woh sir thamay sochay ja rahi thi kay air port say ab tak kia howa...or deepak kay hathon ka woh lams yaad kar kay usay gussa bhi aaye ja raha tha or sharam bhi..."woh kaisay yeh sub meray sath kar sakta hay, even us nay badi bahu ki gaand may poora haath chara dia or woh bhi bilkul meray samnay hi..." beena jaisay apnay aap say bur baratay howay sawal kar rahi thi...sochon ka la mat'naahi rela uskay dimag may aaye ja raha tha or woh soch soch kar pareshan ho rahi thi kay us say kahan galti howee...kia deepak ko bahar bhaijna uski galti thi...lekin apni galti kay ahsaas say ziada usay yeh cheez fikar may mubtala kiyay ja rahi thi kay ab deepak ko control kaisay kia jaye or usay in sub cheezon say baaz kaisay rakha jaye..

aakhir kaafi dair ki soch bichaar kay baad usay 2 hi solution nazar aaye kay deepak ki shaadi jald say jald kar di jaye or is matter may munjhali bahu (madhuri) help kar sakti hay woh hi usay mana kar wapis laayee thi or is bina per madhuri ko deepak kay sudhar ka task bhi day dia jaye...

yeh faisa kar kay woh thori bohot mut'mayen to hogayee thi but ek darr 

sa yeh laga tha kay sudden change to woh phir bhi nahi la sakaigi deepak may so in between deepak ko kaisay face kia jaye..."woh to mera bhi lihaz nahi karta...woh manzar yaad kar kay hi beena ka chahra sharam or gussay say laal hogaya jab deepak kay hath uskay chotaron per machal rahay thay. in hi khayalaat may magan beena neend ki waadiyon may kho gayee...but yeh bhool gayee kay khud to room may enter hogayee lekin amisha wohi khari rah gayee thi apnay bhayya kay pass....

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deepak ki hawis bhari nigahain amisha ki mast jawani ka ahaata kiyay howay theen. deepak ki nazron ki gustakhiyon ko mahsoos kar kay amisha kuch bokhla si gayee or ab jaaye farar dhoondnay kay chakkar may thi jisay deepak bhi mahsoos kar chuka tha but itni aasani say woh yeh chance drop karnay kay liyay tayyar nahi tha...

"Hiiii my sexy lille girl.....howz u doin haan..." kahtay howay deepak amisha kay qareeb aagaya or jawab may amisha sirf mu chala kar rah gayee us say kuch kaha hi nahi gaya or jab deepak ko apni janib hi aatay dekha to bolkh'latay howay bay tukay andaz may kah dia kay bhai i have to go...bohot thuk gayeen hoon or yeh kah kar mudi hi thi kay deepak nay us say say ziada taizi dikhayee..

"thahro"

amisha yoonhi apni peeth kiyay saas rokay khari thi kay kisi tarah yeh ghadi tul jaye or koi coridor may aa niklay lekin aisa kuch bhi na howa ...deepak ki sung raiz nazrain pink tight pant may say ubhray howay un gol gol chutaron per hi markooz thi or woh dheeray dheeray qadam uthata howa amisha ki taraf barhnay laga. bilkul pass pohach kar ab woh uper say neechay tak tunqeedi sa jayeza lainay laga or jab nazrain ek baar phir gaand per pohcheen to wohi tahar gayeen amisha nay apni aankhain kisi kabootar ki tarah bund ki howee theen. deepak nay apnay bay qabu hath barhaye or left ass cheek per rakh kar khud amisha kay kandhay say kandha mila kar khara hogaya. amisha nay deepak ka hath jaisay hi apni gaand per mahsoos kia to bidak kar aankhain khol deen or kuch kahna chaha but deepak nay yahan bhi pahlay baazi li...

"darling itna gabhra kiyo rahi ho!! haan?" yeh kahtay howay deepak nay ek halki si squeez di ass cheek ko or amisha kasmasayee si.

"bhaiyyyyaa!!kkkiaa kar rahay hain..aap yyyeh...aapppp nay nay air port per bh..." is say aagay amisha say kuch kaha na gaya haya kay maray.

"kia kia tha bhai may nay aisa ...haan?" yeh kahtay howay deepak nay apnay hathon ka dabao kuch or barhaya pumping way may.

"pllllzzzzz...bhayyyaaa yeh mat karainnnnn" apnay ek hath say deepak kay hath ko dhakailnay ki na kaam koshish kartay howay "i m ur sister plzzz...leave me" ab woh ro haansi si honay lagi thi.

"ok..ok...chor daita hoon but pahlay yeh batao kay meri mast bahan ka koi bf bhi hay ya nahi" apna haath uskay koolhoon say uthatay howay kaha but ab position kuch is tarah rakh li kay amisha ko dhakail kar usay dewar say tek diya or apni ek ungli uski peeking navel may daal kar holay holay ghumanay laga.

goh koolhon say hath hatnay kay baad amisha ko kuch sakoon sa howa tha but ab navel may deepak ki ungli us kay andar ek nayee sun sunahat paida kar rahi thi.

"nahiii..bhayya..." bikharti saansoon kay sath kaha...

"aray!! tumhara abhi tak koi bf hi nahi hay....yahan kay log kaisay hain yaar...tum meri bahan ho uskay bawajood tumhari jawani dekh kar mera lora tun gaya hay...dekho yeh" kahtay howay deepak nay amisha ka hath forcefully apnay lund per rakh dia.

"plz bhai...mujhay janay dijiyay...yeh ....yeh sub sahi nahi ho raha.." ukharti sansoon kay saath amisha mun'munayee or apna hath lund say hatanay ki koshish ki but deepak nay nay hath hatanay nahi dia or mazbooti say girft kiyay raha. 

"kabhi kisi nay tumharay in sulagtay honton ka jaam piya hay amisha?" jo hath navel may drolling kar raha tha woh ab move ho kar honton per pohach gaya or thumb or ek finger say nichlay hont ko holay say masaltay howay kaha.

"bhayyaaaa....plzzz...kia kar rahay hain aaappp.....kaisi batain kar rahain hain...ab choriyay plz....bohot hogaya....koi coridor may nikal aaya to meray liyay bohot mushkil ho jayegi....plz bhai...leave me..." ro'hansi hotay howay amisha nay kaha.

"pahlay meri us baat ka jawab do....janam....phir janay doonga" honton say hath hata kar woh hath left shoulder per rakha or aahistagi say t-shirt ko mukhalif simt may khaich kar left shoulder nunga kar dia.

"konsi baat...." kahtay howay apni t-shirt ko phir apni jagah laanay ki koshish ki but yeh koshish mahangi par gayee kay deepak nay phir t-shirt ko mukhalif simt may roughly khaicha jawab may jis say off white colour ki bra ka cup for a fraction jhalka or gayeb hogaya.

"nice colour....yaar amisha...tum nay mumma say ek cheez zabardast li hay u know wht....mumma kay yeh mummay...ek ungli uskay ubharon per rakh kar pinch kartay howay kaha, is doraan woh apna hath amisha kay hath say utha chuka tha jis say amisha nay uska lund thaam rakha tha...or amisha gair shaoo'ri tor per ab bhi usay thamay khari thi or halki halki squeeze day rahi thi..

"but tumhari gaand mumma ki tarah sexy nahi hay....zabardast hay tumhari bhi but mumma ki kia baat...." 

or gussay kay bajaye amisha ko sharam si aagayee...usay kaheen na kaheen say yeh sub acha bhi lag raha tha but woh samajh nahi pa rahi thi un feelings ko...

"bhayya...plzzzz...ab over honay laga hay yeh aaap jaanay dain ab mujhay...sharmatay howay amisha nay bay ikhtiyaar apna sir deepak kay seenay may chupa lia, uska hath abhi tak deepkay kay loray per tha or bay khayali may hath ki girift mazeed sakht ho chuki thi...

"meri baat ka jawab do or chali jao ..." kahtay howay deepak nay amisha kay doosray shoulder ko bhi nunga kar dia...

"konsi baat" sharmatay howay amisha nay sir utha kar deepak ko dekha...

"wohi kay kabhi in sulagtay honton ka rus kisi nay piya hay? ab apnay dono hath amisha ki gand per rakh diyay ek hath say ubhray howay kol'hoon ko dabanay ki koshish ki or doosray hath ko crack may phiranay laga...or is attack per amisha ko phurairi si aagayee...

"nnnnahiiiii..." taiz hoti saansoon kay sath sharmatay howay kaha...

"or kabhi kisi kay loday ko pakra hay jaisay mera thama howa hay..." shararat say deepak nay kaha...or jaisay amisha ko hosh sa aagaya or jhatkay say hath hata dia..ab us say nazrain nahi milayee ja rahi theen...

"bhai ab may jaoon...aap ki baat ka jawab day dia.." nervous hotay howay kaha.

"ek shart per..."

"kia?"

"choonkay abhi tak tumharay honton ko kisi nay choosa nahi hay...or may woh pahla shakhs hoon jinhon nay airport per inka thora sa sip lia hay or ab tumharay is bay sabray bhai say raha nahi jata...so in mudh bharay jamoo'n ka rus pilao or chali jao..."

"jeeeeeeeee....kaisi baat kar rahay hain bhayya....kabhi bahan kay honton per bhi kiss karta hay koi..." bokh'latay howay amisha nay kaha...

"kiyo...kis nay kaha hay kay sirf gaal per kiss lia ja sakta hay...khair kiss do apnay in honton ka otherwise isi tarah tumhay apnay hathoon may liyay khara rahoonga...or is doraan samajh sakti ho kay kuch bhi kar sakta hoon..." shararat say kahtay howay ek tight squeez di amisha ki gaand per...

"uuuhhhh....halki si siskari nikal gayee amisha kay honton say...plzz...bhai ab janay dain..."

"pahlay kiss" ab ki baar jo hath crack may ghusa howa tha woh neechay say kafi andar gaya or almost pussy ko ragadta howa wapis crack may ghusa dia...

"uuuuuuunnnnnhhhh...ppllllllllzzz.....bhaaaiiiii"

"kiss liyay bagair to nahi jana doonga" kahtay howay deepak jhuka or uskay honton ko choom lia...

"bolo! day rahi ho chumma, ya yoon hi haath phairta rahoon apni sexy bahan kay badan per..."

"aaapppp nay layyy to lia" amisha ki nigaahain jhuki ja rahi theen. airport ka kiss like a peek tha lekin yeh kiss iski life ka pahla kiss tha or woh uski sensation ko mahsoos kar rahi thi. woh na chahtay howay bhi isay enjoy kar rahi thi..

"yeh bhi koi kiss tha, kiss to woh hoga jo tum khud apni marzi say dogi or may jab tak jaam khali na kar doon in laboon ko chornay wala to nahi" shararat say kahtay howay hath doosra hath bhi crack say utha kar chootaron per rakha or dono hathon say tight squeeze di. nikalti siskaari ko hont daba kar roka or kuch kahnay ki koshish ki lekin deepak nay phir inturrupt kia. 

"piyari bahna! day do warna yoonhi hath phairta rahoonga or jahan dil chaha kiss bhi karoonga..." yeh kahtay howay devil muskurahat chahray per suj gayee thi or ek hath chootar say hut kar samnay ki taraf aaya or seedha aagay say dono taangon kay beechay may pohach gaya...apni choot ko secure karnay kay liyay amisha kuch bhi na kar paayee siwaye ouch kahnay kay. amisha nay peechay hatna chaha but peechay deewar hi thi jati kahan so kus masa kar rah gayee. usay is khail may ab maza aanay laga tha lekin sath sath darr bhi lag raha tha kay koi aa na niklay yahan.

"theekkk hay....sirf ek..." holay say sharmatay howay kaha...

"good....yeh howee na baat!!" kahtay howay apnay dono hathon kay piyalay may amisha ka chahra thaam lia or uskay honton per jhuk gaya.

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Deepak jaisay hi apnay bedroom ka darwaza khol kar andar ghusa madhuri ko andar hi pa kar apni aankhain gol gol ghumanay laga. madhuri bed per jhuki jhuki deepak kay suit case ko khali kar rahi thi usay yeh ahsaas hi na ho saka kay uska dushman-e-jaan andar aan pohcha hay. isi lamhay khatak patak ki awazon kay sath deepak nay kamray may kisi or ki mojoodgi ko mahsoos kia or thattak sa gaya...

rughu (gharailu mulazim) chehra doosri taraf kiyay madhuri ki sar kardagi may kamray ki jhaar phat'kaar kar raha tha jo kay pahlay say hi saaf tha...rughu ko bhi kamray may mojood pa kar deepak ka para high honay laga lekin jaisay hi nazrain madhuri ki sadol gaand per pareen woh jaisay sub kuch bhool kar phir say apnay qadam barhanay laga. baza'hir to madhuri suit case say kapray nikalnay may hi magan thee lekin uska zahan deepak may hi khoya howa tha...or honton per halki si muskurahat jami howee hi thi. chotaroon or boobs per deepak kay hath ki shaitaaniyan uskay dil ko gud gudaye day rahi theen or isi doraan deepak phir say uskay peechay mojood tha or usay pata hi na chala kay kab deepak room may in howa or kab uskay peechay aakar khara hogaya....

jhuknay ki wajah say madhuri ki gaand kuch aagay ko bahar nikal aayee thi or yeh dekh kar deepak kay haath bay qabu say hogaye or seedhay haath say ek dhup si raseed ki phoolay howay chotaron per or madhuri sahmi howee awaz kay sath uchal si pari..or har bada kar jaisay hi palti deepak ko apnay maqa'bil pa kar uskay haathon kay totay ur gaye. kuch kahnay kay liyay lub kholay lekin jaisay hi raghu ka khayal aaya kay woh bhi kamray may hay to ghum kar raghu ko dekha woh apnay kaam may magan hi tha..

"yahan kiyo aaye ho...bahar jao abhi safayee ho rahi hay.." dabi dabi awaz may kahtay howay madhuri nay deepak ko dhailnay ki nakaam koshish si ki.

"nope!!! may nahi jaoonga...yahi betha hoon aap apni safayee jaari rakhiyay" shararat say deepak nay kaha or madhuri ki side say nikal kar wohi bad per seedha lait gaya..or shara'rat say madhuri ko dekhtay howay seeti bajanay laga...koi charah na pa kar madhuri nay rughu ko hi janay kay liyay kaha usay darr sa tha kay deepak kaheen rughu kay samnay hi apni harkatain shuru na kar day...or us say kuch ba'eed bhi nahi tha..rughu kay bahar nikaltay hi deepak ek dum say utha or lapak kar darwaza band kar dia..

"yeh kia bud tameezi hay or abhi tum nay yeh peechay say kia kia tha" jhoot moot ka gussa dikhatay howay madhuri nay kaha...

"bud tameezi?...bud tameezi kahan thi my sexy bhabhi...may nay to piyar kia tha..." deepak nay daant nikalay or qadam madhuri ki taraf barhana shuru kar diyay...

"dekho!!! bud tameezi ki nahi ho rahi...haan...sharafat say yahan side per beth jao may tumharay suit case say kapday nikal kar hanger may set kar daiti hoon...." bokhlatay howay madhuri nay peechay khisakna shuru kia..

"ok...ok...beth jata hoon bhai side pay....darr kiyo rahi hain.." yeh kahtay howay deepak suit case kay bara bar may hi beth gaya....

"thora udhar ho kar betho ya wohan chair per ja kar betho..." mun munatay howay madhuri nay kaha....

"ab her baat nahi manoonga bhabhi waisay bhi aap nay choot dikhanay ka kaha tha apni.." apni aankhain madhuri ki choot ki taraf focus kartay howay kaha...

"mmmayy ...may nay kkab kaha bay sharam...maaroongi ek haath" madhuri ek dum bokhla si gayee "bay sharam thori si bhi lajja nahi aati is tarah say baat kartay howay" gussa dikhatay howay woh ek baar phir suit case per jhuk gayee..or deepak usay sir say pair tak kha janay wali nigahon say ghoornay laga or in nigahoon ki tapish madhuri apnay pooray jisam per mahsoos kar rahi thi or bokh'lahat may jo kapday nikal chuki thi unhay phir suit case may thonsnay lagi or jab ahsaas howa to jhan'jhala si gayee...

"kia hay deepak...kaam kiyo nahi karnay day rahay" gussa dikhatay howay madhuri nay seedhay ho kar kaha...

"choot dikha dain ....chala jaoonga..." yeh kahtay howay deepak nay zaban nikal di.

"bay sharam...tahro tum ek minute...abhi batati hoon tumhay" yeh kahtay howay madhuri usay jhoot moot marnay kay liyay jhuki or deepak jaisay isi hi moqay ki talash may tha ek jhatka hi daina tha or madhuri charo shanay uski chati per chit thi deepak ka ek hath foran madhuri kay chutaron per gaya or doosra hath blouse kay khullay hissay per...

"kkkkiaaa kar rahay hooo chorrro...lofer kaheen kay.." ek dum say kas'masatay howay madhuri nay ba mushkil kaha...or deepak ki girift say azaad honay kay liyay machalnay lagi...kisi chikni machli ki tarah hathon say nikaltay dekh kar deepak nay bahnon may may liyay liyay hi ek karwat li or ab madhuri deepak kay neechay aachuki thi or kas'masahat may woh pahlay jaisi jid-o-jahad baqi na rahi..

"kuch nahi karoonga meri hot hot bhabhi...sirf piyar karoonga or aapki yeh raseeli choot dekhoonga.." sari kay uper say hi choot ko apnay loray say ragartay howay kaha..loray ki chubhan madhuri nay bhi foran mahsoos kar li or us per mustazaad deepak ki baatain jis say madhuri ek dum laal si hogayee..

hat jao haan dewar ji...ab cheekhoongi na... to devar ji itnay jootay paraingay na ...sari choo..." or ek dum say apni zaban danton talay daab li...deepak bhi samajh chuka tha kay yeh choo sirf choo nahi tha balkay choot ki taraf ishara kia ja raha tha... 

"cheekhaingi to aap bilkul bhabhi...london may kaafi chudayyan ki hain or jisay bhi choda woh cheekhti zaroor thi ..." yeh kahay hi deepak jhuka or madhuri kay sheereen labon per apnay hont rakh diyay or maza hi aagaya...seedhay dono hath apni bhabhi kay joban per thay or hont apni piyas bujha rahay thay, madhuri kay andar ek toofan sa barpa ho raha tha deepak kay hath or hont dono apna kamal dikha rahay thay madhuri nay halki si maza'himat ki deepak ko but no use.