Hindi Sexy Story Vicky aur Memsaabs

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Vicky market jaata hai aur kuchh saamaan lata hai. Takreeban 5 baje Mohd nikal jaata hai. Vicky jaanke Ayesha ke ghar nahin jaata. Ayesha Vicky ke ghar ki ore dekhti hai toh usay lagta hai ki Vicky taxi chala raha hoga. Koi 6 baje Mohd ka phone aata hai.

Ayesha - haanji

Mohd - darling airport pahunch gaya, check in ho gaya hai

Ayesha - ok

Mohd - darling video chat karogi mujhse roz

Ayesha - bilkul (sochte hue isay kya ho gaya)

Mohd - will miss you honey

Ayesha - bye

Mohd - bye

Ayesha baar baar Vicky ke ghar ki taraf dekh rahi hoti hai par light band hoti hai. Thak haar ke wo 11.30 baje light band karke so jaati hai. Usay neend nahin aa rahi hoti.

Theek 12 baje Vicky usay call karta hai.

Ayesha - hello kya hua Vicky

Vicky - kuchh saal pahele aaj hee ke din ek bahut sexy ladki paida hui thee jiska dil bahut bada tha aur ek driver uska chotu mard ban gaya aur jiske chumban kismet badalne ke liye kaafi thhey

Ayesha - ha ha ha

Vicky - Happy Birthday jaan (wo jaanke Ayesha jaan ki jagah jaan kaheta hai)

Ayesha - tujhe yaad tha

Vicky - nahin roz phone karta hoon check karne ke liye. Of course yaad tha memsaab.

Ayesha - khush hotay hue.. Thank you thank you thank you

Vicky - jaan birthday treat

Ayesha - milegi milegi

Itne mein doorbell bajti hai.

Ayesha - Vicky koi aaya hai is time. Kaun hoga.

Vicky - kaun kya - main hee hoon, kab se khada hoon

Ayesha khushi se darwaaze ki ore jaati hai, bina sochay samjhe ki usne kya pahena hai. Usne ek noodle strap wali satin ki baby doll nighty paheni hoti hai jo ki uski maansal jhaanghon tak hee aati hai.Uske bhare bhare badan pe kasi hui nighty uske yauvan mein chaar chaand laga deti hai. Saaf dikh raha tha ki usne andar bra nahin paheni. Nipple nighty pe apni chhaap chhod rahe thhey. Kasi hui nighty mein uske maadak jism ke ubhaar, kataav kaatil lag rahe thhey. Iske alawa uske pairo mei unchee pencil heel waale slip-on sandal uski lambi sudaul tango aur gudaaz gaand ko aur bhi jyada sexy aur hot bana rahe the

 

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Jaise hee wo darwaaza kholti hai saamne Vicky ek haath mein bada sa bouquet, ek bada sa teddy bear aur cake liye khada hota hai. Vicky usay dekh kar dang rahe jaata hai but uske yauvan ka raspaan karna nahin bhoolta apni aankho se.

Vicky andar aata hai aur sabhi cheezen saamne table pe rakh deta hai. Wo darwaza band karti hai aur peeche mudti hai, saamne Vicky baahen khole khada tha, "happy birthday meri memsaab"

"Thank you Vicky thank you" kaheti hui Ayesha us say lipat jaati hai. Jo kaam Mohd ko karna chahiye tha wo Vicky kar raha thaa. Vicky usay kas ke pakad leta hai aur dil khol ke uski peeth pe haath ghumaata hai. Kad ke farak ki vajah se uske honth uski gardan aur chhaati ke upari bhaag tak pahunch rahe thhey aur wo wahin kiss karta hai.

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Vicky - happy .muuuahhh ..birthday .. Muaahh..

Ayesha - mmmmmm

Wo thodi door hoti hai aur Vicky phir usay gulaab ke phoolon ka bada sa guldasta deta hai. "Ayesha bouquet of roses for a rose" kahete hue thamaata hai

Ayesha - thank you Vicky

Vicky phir usay teddy bear deta hai

Aur phir cake khulta hai

Uspe likha tha "Happy Birthday Meri Memsaab, meri Ayesha jaan, meri sab kuchh"

Ayesha abhi tak apni nighty bhooli hui thee. Vicky candle jalaata hai aur vidhiwat taur se wo bhujaati hai aur cake kaat ti hai.

 

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Ab aati hai cake khilaane ke baari, Vicky ek bada sa piece usko khilaata hai aur kuchh uske gaalon pe, gardan pe mal deta hai, jise dekh wo hansti hai. Phir Vicky ungli se uske jism pe lagi cream hatata hai aur chaat leta hai . "kya swaad hai iska meri jaan"

Ayesha ko samajh nahin aata wo kya kahe, is se pahele wo wahan se bathroom ke liye nikal paati, Vicky uski baazu se kheench ke usay sofay pe gira deta hai aur khud jhuk ke uske ek gaal se cake ki cream chaat leta hai.

Ayesha - aaah

Vicky - mmmmm kya namkeen ho gayi cream meri jaan ke jism ko chhooo ke

Ayesha apni tareef sunke muskurati hai

Ayesha - Vicky mat kar

Vicky - kya na karun

Ayesha - yehi

Vicky - jaan itna toh hum good luck kiss aur thank you mein bhi karte hain

Is se pahele Ayesha jawab deti, Vicky jhuk ke uski gardan aur upari chhaati se cream chaat leta hai. Is kashmakash mein uski nighty upar ho jaati hai aur bhari bhari jhaangen darshan deti hain. Vicky ka ek haath uski jaangh pe chala jata hai aur wo abhi bhi cream chaat raha hai.

Ayesha ko khoob mazaa aa raha tha..

Ayesha - mmmm Vicky bas mmmm

Vicky- hmmm memsaab... love you

Ayesha - mmmm .bas Vicky

Vicky ki jeebh se Ayesha ke jism mein tarange daud rahi thee aur wo kasmasa rahi thee, phir achanak hee usne, Vicky ko thoda dhakka diya aur bathroom ki taraf chali gayi, moonh dhone. Vicky bhi wahin khada raha.

Ayesha ne socha ki nighty ke upar koi gown pahen liya jaaye aur uske aisa karne se pahele hee Vicky ne uski baazu pakdi

Vicky - memsaab mujhe cake nahin khilaaogi phir main bhi ghar jaaun

Ayesha - oh sorry

Vicky usay kheench ke le aaya aur Ayesha ne usay cake khilaya.

Ayesha - thank you Vicky

Vicky - thank you jaan

Ayesha smiles.

Vicky - jaan?

Ayesha - haan

Vicky - kuch pics ho jaayen

Aur Ayesha ke kuch sochnay se pahele hee wo selfies lena shuru kar deta hai. Vicky ab Ayesha ko uski kamar se pakde hue thaa aur selfies kheench rahe thhey jaise ki Jodi ho. Kuch 5-7 minute ke photo session ke baad, Vicky alag hota hai aur ghar jaane lagta hai.

 

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Vicky - ok jaan got to go

Ayesha - thanks again Vicky

Vicky - kya sookha sookha thanks.

Ayesha bahut khush thee, iska bhi apna saroor hota hai aur isi saroor mein wo Vicky ke gaal ko chaat daalti hai aur phir aankh maar ke kaheti hai "ho gaya geela"

Vicky apna doosra gaal aagey kar ke kaheta hai "gandhiji ki baat maana karo"

Ayesha khoob hansti hai aur phir pahel gaal pe chumban aur phir zor se chaat daalti hai.

Jaane ko tayaar Vicky ek baar phir mudta hai aur Ayesha ko hug karta hai

"tum badalna mat meri jaan"

Ayesha - kya ab memsaab nahin rahi (usay chhedne ke liye kaheti hai)

Vicky - aap bata do ki kya bulaun

Ayesha - jo mera chhotu mard chaahe

Dono muskuraate hain aur Vicky ghar chala jaata hai.

Aaj Vicky ne uske dil mein khaas jagah bana lee thee aur wo behad khush thi aur uska mood romantic ho gaya tha. Aysha apne liye ek paig bana kar bedroom mei aa jaati hai.wo kabhi kabhar jab acche mood mei aur khush hoti thi. khaskar jab romantic mehsoos karti thi tab apne shohar Mohd ke saath aur kabhi akele mem bhi thoda bahut sharaab pi leti thi.

Saari raat wo sochti rahi ki Mohd call karega aur koi 3 baje jaakar soyi. Uska gussa bad raha tha. is dauran sone se pahle wo teen paig sharab ke pi gayi thi. Agle din subah Vicky phir call karta hai

Vicky - hello birthday girl

Ayesha - morning Vicky

Vicky - kaisee hai meri jaan

Ayesha - badiya

Vicky - jhoot mat bolo

Ayesha - kya jhoot

Vicky - jaanta hoon 3 baje jaakar soyi ho, us gadhe ke phone ke intezaar mein.

Ayesha - tumhe kaise pata

Vicky - main bhi teen baje soya hoon, chhoti light jala rakkhi thhe na bedroom ki..

Ayesha - thank you Vicky.. tu itni der jaagta raha

Vicky - ab mard hoon toh khyaal toh rakhunga. waise aap kya peeti rahi. apake haath me glass tha.?

Ayesha - kucch nahi Vicky. kal birthday ki khushi me rafta-rafta thodi si drink enjoy kar rahi thi
Vicky - kya. drink matlab sharaab. aap peeti bhi ho.?

Ayesha - wo bas kabhi kabhar. kaas mauke ya mood hone par..

Baatein karta karta Vicky Ayesha ke darwaaze pe pahunchta hai aur bell bajata hai, ek dabba rakh deta hai aur waapas seediyan utar jaata hai.

 

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Ayesha - Vicky koi aaya hai

Vicky - main hold karun

Ayesha - haan haan ek minute

Ayesha dekhti hai ek dabba pada hai jispe likha tha "Happy Birthday meri aurat" from "aapka mard"

Ayesha - wo tum thhey

Vicky - ji

Ab tak Vicky building ke neeche pahunch chukka hota hai aur apni building ki lift leta hai. Line kat jaati hai aur dubaara call karne se pahele Ayesha dabba khol ke dekhti hai aur uski aankhen chaudi ho jaatin hain. Usme 3 set bra panty aur 2 bahut short nighties theen aur 2 mein se ek to bilkul transparent thee. aur do pair behad sexy high pencil heel ke designer sandals the. Wo sab cheese bahut mahenge brand ki thhi, sabka design aur style alag alag.

Vicky ka phone aata hai

Ayesha - Vicky ye gift

Vicky - teddy waali umr kahan rahi aapki

Ayesha - but but..

Vicky - size ka pooch rahi ho na

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Vicky - pahen ke dekh lo, change karna hua toh karwa doonga

Ayesha - par par ...

Vicky - kya karun mard hoon na...

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Vicky - jaan aapka birthday celebrate karte hain

Ayesha - kaise

Vicky - timbertrail chalte hain Parwaanu

Vicky - mast jagah hai

Doston Parwaanu Himachal mein hai aur Chandigarh se jaao toh shuru shuru mein hee aa jaata hai. Zirakpur se Panchkula se Parwanoo koi 30 km ka rasta hai. Wahan pe ek rassi waali trolley (rope way) chalti hai aur aap upar bane resort mein jaa sakte ho. Achhi jagah hai.

Ayesha - sunaa toh maine bhi hai

Vicky - chalo yahan se 1 baje nikalte hain aur dinner ke baad waapas.

Ayesha - theek hai

Vicky - jaan pahene ke batao pahele ki mera guess theek tha

Ayesha - ok sir

Hairaan Ayesha baar baar bra panty dekhti hai aur sochti hai ki kaise usne size guess kiya. Uski 34 inch ki kamar. DD cup mumme aur 38 inch ki gaand kisi ko bhi paagal bana de par Vicky ne kaise guess kiya.. Sandals ka size bhi perfect tha kyonki Vicky ko yaad that jab pahle ek baar 17 sector mei dress ke saath khareede the.

Ek shabd ka message karti hai Vicky ko "perfect"

Vicky smile karta hai aur likhta hai " sexy dress pahenna - aaj main aapka mard hoon"

Wo smileys waapas bhejti hai.

 

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Uske bade bade stano pe wo net wali bra itni mast lag rahi thee and g-string panty ne gaand ke itne bade tarboozon ko bilkul nanga chhod rakha tha tha. Ek patle kapde ki tight jeans jaise chamdi ki ek aur parat lagti hai aur upar se chhota sa sleeveless top usay super sexy bana deta hai. Pairo mei paanch inch unchi pencil heel ke strappy sandals uske figure ko chaar chaand laga rahe the. Wo ek cotton ki jacket le leti hai ki agar thand hui toh. Dark lipstick aur goggles usay kisi heroine se kam nahin bana rahe thhey. Jeans naabhi se koi 3 inch neeche thee aur top nabhi se koi 3-4 inch uppar. Jacket bhi koi jeans ke shuru honay tak hee thee. Tang jacket ke neeche uski bhari bhari gol gol gaand tabaahi machaa rahi thee, maansal jhaanghen kahe rahi ho aao hamein chhuo. Mohd waise toh fattu thaa par usne Ayesha ko modern dress pahen ne ki khoob chhoot de rakkhi thhee. Usay mazaa toh aata tha jab sab Ayesha ko dekhte thhey par koi agar line cross kar deta thaa tab uski fat jaati thee.

Wo Vicky ko call karti hai.

Vicky - hello jaan

Ayesha - chalen

Vicky - ji memsaab main taxi laata hoon

Building ke neeche pahunchte pahunchte wo apni jacket pahen leti hai aur Vicky ek driver ki tarah taxi le aata hai. Aur wo peeche ki seat pe baith jaati hai taaki sabko lagey ki usne kahin jaane ke liye taxi lee hai.

Vicky - Happy Birthday jaan

Ayesha - thank you .(muskuraati hai ki kahan Vicky itni baar wish kar raha hai aur kahan uska pati)

Vicky - us gadhe ne ek baar bhi nahin wish kiya

Ayesha - nahin

Itne mein gaadi society se koi 2 km aa jaati hai aur Vicky gaadi rok deta hai. Ayesha apne aap aagey aa jaati hai aur uski jacket utar jaati hai. Jacket utarne se jo drishya saamne aaya usne Vicky ko khush kar diya par Vicky ne apne pe control rakkha aur Zirakpur chowk cross karke jab wo highway se Parwanoo ki ore jaane lage, usne ek side pe gaadi roki aur baazu se Ayesha ko apni ore kheenchte hue uski gardan, kandhe aur gaalon pe chumbano ki bauchhaar kar di.

Vicky - Happy Birthday . mmmm . memsaab..jaan

Ayesha ko khoob mazaa aa raha tha par wo control rakhna chahati thee.

Ayesha - Vicky bas kar...aah.aah

Vicky thoda sa peeche hat ta hai aur ekdum se sir jhuka kar Ayesha ki naabhi ko chaat ke uspe halki phook maarta hai jis se Ayesha aachhambhit ho jaati hai aur Vicky ke sir ko pakad kar apne andar daba dete hai. Jeebh, ungli, daant, phook ke combination se Vicky ne usay paagal kar diya tha. Usay bahut masti chad rahi thee lekin achaanak usay dikhta hai ki koi traffic police wala aa raha hai, gaadi ki pichli taraf se.

Ayesha - Vicky uth police wala aa raha hai

Vicky - hmmmm. saale ki bahen ki...

Ayesha hansti hai aur Vicky gaadi bhaga leta hai.

 

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Parwaanoo resort pahunch kar wo gaadi park karte hain aur guard Ayesha ki taraf darwaza kholta hai aur khush ho jaata hai, beshak usne jacket pahen lee thee par abhi bhi mummo ke beech ki ghaati saaf dekhi jaa sakti thee.

Welcome memsaab kahete hue guard ki nazar Ayesha ke mummo se uske chahere ki ore jaati hai. Itne mein Vicky bhi aa jaata hai aur Ayesha ki kamar mein haath daalke reception ki taraf chal padta hai. Sab guard hairan thhey ki itna badiya maal aise bande ke haath kaise.

Reception pe rope-trolly ki ticket lete hain, 1200 prati vyakti ki ticket bahut mahengi thee par Vicky paise deta hai aur uska haath Ayesha ki gaand ki taraf chal padta hai kamar se. Log dekh rahe thhey, isliye wo Vicky ka haath hata deti hai. Vicky sab samajhta hai par kuchh nahin kaheta, wo Ayehsa ko naaraaz nahin karna chahata tha.

Trolley mein koi 12-14 log baithe thhey aur sab inhi ko dekh rahe thhey. Bandar ke gale mein motiyon ka haar waala case lag raha thaa. Aadmi log Vicky ki kismet se jal rahe thhey aur aurten/ladkiyan soch rahi theen ki Vicky mein koi baat toh hogi jo itna badhiya maal fasaa rakkha tha. Khair, Ayesha ne khoob pics leen, neeche vaadiyon ka nazaara bahut sundar tha. Koi 8-9 minute ki ride ke baad wo upar ki ore pahunch gaye, wahan se nazaaara aur bhi sundar thaa, baadal udte hue dekhe jaa sakte thhey. Us din subah toh dhoop thee lekin baad mein mausam khoob romaani ho gaya tha. Baadal, halki halki fuhaaar mood ko aur maadak banaane ke liye paryaapt thee. Upar waale resort mein khuli jagah thee jahan badi badi kursiyan bhi lagi theen, Vicky ne peene ke juice, cold drink, khaane ke liye snacks mangwaaye to Ayesha boli ki uska birth day hai to sirf cold drink se kaam nahi chalega. beer honi chahiye. Vicky ne use kaha ki wo drink nahi karta to Ayesha ne bhi us zor nahi diya lekin Vicky ne apne liye to cold rink par Ayesha ke mana karne ke bawajood uske liye beer mangwaayi. Do oonchi back wali kursiyon ko bahar ki taraf moonh karke rakkha gaya aur ek atyadhik sundar drishya saamne tha. Ayesha toh khush ke maare paagal ho gayi. Waiter ko ishara karke Vicky ne paas ki kursiyan door karwa deen thee taaki koi disturb na kar sake. 100 Rs ke note mein bahut taakat hoti hai.

 

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aur waiter cold drink aur beer aur snacks rakh ke chale jaate hain. Ayesha beer peete hue saamne dekh rahi thee ki itane mei uski aankhon ke saamne ek heart shaped locket lehraane laga. Sonay ka locket dekhne mein bahut sundar tha. Jaisee khushi aurton ko zevar dekh hoti hai, waisee hee Ayesha ko bhi hui.

Ayesha - ye mere liye Vicky?

Vicky - ji

Ayesha - par par..

Vicky - daro mat raseed tumhare naam ki banwayi hai, us chutiye ko kahe dena ki tumne khareeda hai.

Ayesha ko Vicky ka Mohd ko Chutiya kahena bura nahin laga.

Vicky - ab pahena doon?

Ayesha ne apne khoobsoorat baal ek taraf kiye aur Vicky ne uske gale mein wo locket pehnaya.

Ayesha - thanks Vicky

Vicky uski side mein khada tha aur Ayesha uski ore dekh rahi thhee, is baar wo neeche jhuka aur uske honth Ayesha ke kapkapaate honth se jaa miley. Kuchh second tak toh sirf lab se lab miley rahe par phir dheere dheere dono ke lab khuley aur zubaan se zubaan, labon se zubaan ka milan bhi huya. Koi 15 second ke milan ke beech gadhe ka call aa gaya aur ekdum ghabra ke wo peeche hat gayi

Ayesha - haanji

Mohd - aur kya haal hai jaanu

Ayesha - theek hai

Mohd - baahar ho kya

Ayesha (beer ka ghoont peete hue )- haan zara ghoomne nikali thee

Mohd - taxi mein

Ayesha - haan

Mohd - wo Vicky ki taxi mein

Ayesha - haan

Mohd - tumhe aur koi taxi nahin miltee

Ayesha - uske saath main safe hoon

Mohd - mujhe wo kafir pasand nahin

Ayesha - mujhe koi farak nahin padta

Mohd - kahan hai wo

Ayesha - mujhe kya pata, chhodkar chala gaya

(Abhi yahan par Vicky toilet ki ore chala jata hai, Ayesha ko ishara kar ke)

Mohd - dekho tum had se baahar jaa rahi ho

Ayesha - kaisee had Miyan ji, jab bachaane ki baari aayi thee toh wohi that jisne gunde ke pitaayi ki thee

Mohd - ye ladna in gunde mawaaliyon ka roz ka kaam hai

Ayesha - apni biwi ki izzat nahin bacha sakte tum

Mohd - Ayesha

Ayesha - kya Ayesha.ek ladka mahenat se paise kamaana chahata hai taxi chala ke aur tum apna kafir wala logic laate ho..chhi

 

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Baat bigadte dekh Mohd thoda dheela ho jaata hai

Mohd - sorry jaanu.pata nahin kyon mujhe wo pasand nahin aata

Ayesha - sorry jaanu.mujhe aata hai

Mohd - kya??

Ayesha - koi shaadi nahin kar rahi... har banda pasand hai jo aurton ki izzat bachaaye

Mohd - chalo shaam ko baat karenge

Ayesha - ok

Call khatm hoti hai aur Ayesha ka gussa charam pe "itni himmat Mohd ki mujhpe shak kare. Saala phattu, chutiya, gadha..mujhpe shak..birthday tak yaad nahin aur ulta mujhpe ilzaaam..sahi kaheta hai Vicky ki fattu hai" aisa sochti badbadaati hui apni beer khatam karke Ayesha apne konay se baahar aakar khadi hoti hai aur tabhi uske kaano mein aawaaz aati hai

Ladka1 - waah yaar kya maal hai

Wo ghoomti hai aur dekhti hai ki 2 ladke beer pee rahe hain.

Ladka2 - Salim bhai kayaamat hai saali, isko toh chaat jaaun

Ladka1 - main bhi yusuf bhai ..ha ha ha

Dono ladke uth ke Ayesha ki taraf jaate hain aur selfie ki zid karte hain, dono usay ek ek taraf se gher lete hain aur selfie lene lagte hain. Aur is selfie ke liye wo uski gaand bhi daba dete hain. Paheli photo ke liye jaise hee pahla ladka button dabata hai waise he eek haath phone pe lagta hai aur phone saamne ghaheri vaadi ya khaayi mein gir jaata hai. Ladke ke ghoomne se pahele uski gardan daba di jaati hai aur aagey badhte hue doosre ladke ke tatton mein laat pad jaati hai. Doosra ladka neeche gir pada aur girte hue us ke tatton phir ek purzor prahaar hua, is baar nokili ladies sandel ne uski jaan nikaal dee. Pahle ladke ko bhi ab tak tin mukke uske pate mein pad jaate hain, uski hawa nikal jaati hai.

doosra ladka khoob zor se chillaya "aaaaahhh..bahenchod.."

Uski cheekh sun aur log aa gaye aur Ayesha ke bataane par sabne dono ladko pe haath saaf kiye. Bheed ke shorgul mein Vicky ne doosre ka phone aur unki car ki chaabi jo table pe padi thee, neeche khaayi mein fenk di aur wahan se nikal gaye.

Is se pahele shorgull khatm hota, Vicky Ayesha trolley lekar neeche aa chuke thhey aur gaadi mein baith rahe thhey. Ayesha Vicky ki ore dekh rahi thee aur Vicky ka dhyaan wahan se nikalne pe tha. Agle 5 minute baad dono wahan se koi 2-2.5 km door aa gaye thhey aur pahadon se utar rahe thhey.

Ayesha - Vicky

Vicky - ji memsaab

Ayesha - thanks again Vicky

Vicky - welcome memsaab

Ayesha ko chid machti hai ki Vicky usay Memsaab kahe ke door kar raha hai aur apna Ayesha jaan ya jaan use nahin kar raha.

Ayesha - kya main sirf ab memsaab hoon

Vicky - kya memsaab nahin ho

Ayesha - AJ nahin hoon

Vicky - ho

Ayesha - gaadi side mein rok

Gaadi side mein rukti hai aur Ayesha ki jacket pichhli seat pe jaati hai. Ayesha Vicky ko apni ore kheench ke

Ayesha - thanks Vicky..

Dono ke honth milte hain. Upar wala honth upar waale honth ka sparsh paata hai aur neeche wala neeche waale ka, phir upar wala neeche waale ke aur phir neeche waala upar waale ka. Phir Ayesha ki jeebh uske honth chaat ti hai aur phir Vicky ki jeebh Ayesha ke aur phir dono ki jeebhen ke doosre ke saath khelti hain. Ayesha ki aankhen madhoshi mein bandhain aur wo Vicky ka poora saath de rahi hot hai.

Muuahh muuahh muuaah ki awaazon se poori car bhar jaati hai..

Mmmmm aaahhhh aaaaa jaisee awaazon se pata chalta hai ki Ayesha madhosh ho chuki thee. Beer ki behad halki si khumari bhi wo mahsoos kar rahi thi.

Vicky masti mein apna haath uski badi chuchi pe rakh deta hai aur malna shuru karta hai, Ayesha ko bhi chadi hoti hai aur kuchh der tak wo bhi khoob enjoy karti hai.

Vicky - meri jaan

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Vicky - kyaa maal hai tu

Muuaahhh..slrrrrppppp.

Ayesha - aaah mere mard..Vicky

 

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Uske honthon se neeche hotay hue Vicky uski gardan ko chaat ta hua uski cleavage tak pahunch jaata hai aur zordar lick karta hai

Vicky - sssllllllrrrppppp

Ayesha - aaaaaahh ...

Aur is se pahele wo aagey badhte, car ke sheeshe pe dastak hoti hai

Thak thak

Dono chaunkte hain aur bahar dekhte hain, koi 10-12 saal ki ladki gulaab liye khadi thee aur unse khareedne ki darkhwaast kar rahi thee. Thoda thoda smile karti wo ladki Vicky ko dekh rahi thee

Vicky - kitne ka hai ek

Ladki - saab 10 Rupaye ka

Vicky - aur ye sab

Ladki - saab 200 lagenge

Vicky 200 Rupaye dekar sab gulaab le leta hai aur ladki ko kaheta hai ki wo Ayesha ko de aur Happy Birthday bolay

Ladki ek ek karke gulaab deti hai aur Janamdin mubaarak ho bolti raheti hai. Ayesha ki khushi ka koi thikaana nahin thaa.

Vicky gaadi chala deta hai.

Ayesha - Vicky thank you thank you thank you

Vicky - kya hua memsaab

Ayesha - mazaa aa gaya

Vicky - main itna achha kiss karta hoon

Ayesha - oye rascal

Ayesha - birthday ke liye

Ayesha - bachaane ke liye

Ayesha - haan aur tu kiss bhi theek thaak kar leta hai

Vicky - Ayesha ji aap meri jaan ban gayi ho

Ayesha muskuraati hai aur "majnu ji aagey dekho"

Us ladaayi ki vajah se plan chaupat ho gaya thaa, Vicky gaadi ghar ki ore le jaa raha hota hai. Ghar se kuchh door Ayeshapichhli seat pe chali jaati hai aur ghar ke liye lift leti hai. Vicky apni gaadi apne ghar laga deta hai.

Kuchh der baad Vicky ek packet uthaata hai aur Ayesha ke ghar jaata hai.

Ding dong

Ayesha - kaun

Vicky - main hoon

Ayesha - haan ji aao

Vicky happy birthday kahekar ek packet thama deta hai.

Ayesha - kitna birthday wish karega

Vicky - jitna mera dil chahe

Ayesha - kholun?

Vicky - I don't mind, kapde kholo

Ayesha - chup oye, packet kholun?

Vicky - haan jaan

Ayesha packet kholti hai aur usme net ki ek jheene se transparent safed rang ki nightie nikalti hai jo full length ki hai par tango ke beech mein ek bada sa cut tha jo jaanghon ke Darshan karwata tha.