Hindi Sexy Story Vicky aur Memsaabs

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Ayesha uski taraf dekhti hai

Vicky - jaan bahut hot lagogi isme

Ayesha - but but

Vicky - meri jaan thank you bolte hain gift ke response mein.

Ayesha muskura padhti hai - thank you thank you

Vicky - jaan apne mard ko aise thank you bolte hain?

Ayesha - phir kaise bolte hain?

Kahekar Ayesha high heels pahne hone ke bawjood doosre kamre mein bhaagne lagti hai, Vicky uska peecha karta hai aur halka sa dhakka dekar usay bed pe gira deta hai. Ayeshaab ek tight leggings aur chhote top mein thee aur Vicky ek dheeli nikkar mein. Kyonki dono bhaag rahe thhey, toh jaise hee wo giri, Vicky bhi uspe gir pada aur sanyog se uski mahaan gaand pe uska mahaan lund lag gaya. Dono is pose mein ruke rahe. Wo bhari bhari saanse le rahi thee aur Vicky ka baayan haath uske baayen kandhe pe thaa

Vicky - jaan thank you to bolde

Dono zor se hanste hain. Itne mein Ayesha ki khala ka phone aa jata hai aur wo mobile uthaane drawing room jaati hai. Vicky uske peeche jaata hai aur jaise wo hans hans ke baat kar rahi hoti hai, Vicky uske baal pakadkar peeche ki ore kheench ke apni godi mein bitha leta hai aur uske haath Ayeshaki kamar mein hotay hain. Ayesha ki saanse bhaari ho jaati hain par uski baatein jaari raheti hain. Idhar Vicky ke haath kabhi uski jhaangen kabhi uski kamar aur dheere dheere karte uske mummo ki ore badh jaate hain.

Ayesha - aah

Phone - kya hua

Ayesha - kuch nahin

Vicky ke haath bade bade kharboozon ko dabaate hain, masalte hain. Ayesha ki machalti jawani apne par control nahin kar paati aur uski bhar bharkam gaand Vicky ki godi mein hilti hai aur Vicky ke lund ko jagaa deti hai.

Ayesha - hmmmmmm

Ayesha ki Khala- kya hua

Ayesha - kuchh nahin

Ayesha ki Khala - samajh rahi hoon beti

Ayesha - ha ha ha

Ayesha ki Khala - achha matlab time kam hai.

Ayesha - bye khala

 

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Ayesha Vicky ko jaane ko kaheti hai kyonki koi cousin jo us din by chance Chandigarh mein thee wo birthday wish karne aa rahi thee.

Vicky ko man masos ke jaana padta hai. Jaane se pahele wo Ayesha ko choomna chahata thaa but wo usay rok deti hai.

Ayesha - baad mein promise

Vicky - pakka

Ayesha - haan mere mard

Abhi Vicky apne ghar hee pahuncha hota hai ki ek gaadi neeche rukti hai aur teen log Ayesha ke ghar ki taraf jaane ke liye lift lete hain.

Abhi bhi time tha, toh Vicky neeche utar jaata hai bachchon ko cricket khelte hue dekhne ke liye. Aakhir Vicky bhi toh koi 18-20 saal ka ladka tha, toh uska man bhi karta hai ki khel le aur cricket se usay bahut pyaar thaa. Khoob cricket khelta thaa wo apne papa ke saath. Usne toh proper coaching bhi lee thee. Vicky unse request karta hai aur ladke maan jaate hain.

Vicky cricket mein expert tha aur bahut jaldi wo sabko out kar deta hai aur batting mein uski team ki jab buri haalat hoti hai toh wo aur ek ladka Aamir partnership kar ke game bacha lete hain. Aamir khelne mein halka hee thaa par partnership jam gayi thee. Zyada balls Vicky ne khelin aur usne kam but kaam ban gaya. Match jeet gaye.

Ladke Vicky se milay, uske baare mein poocha, jab Vicky ne bataya ki wo kaun hai toh kuchh side ho gaye. Aamir achha ladka tha aur Vicky ko apne ghar le jaane laga apne mummy papa se milwaane.

Ghar jaate waqt, Vicky us say poochta hai

Vicky - Aamir tere ghar mein kaun kaun hain

Aamir - papa gulf mein job karte hain, aajkal aaye hue hain. Main aur ammi. Ek chhoti bahen hai wo boarding school mein hai. Chhutiyon mein aati hai.

Vicky - ok

Vicky - Aamir tu kaunsi class mein hai

Aamir - bhaiya main 11th mein hoon

Vicky - matlab 16-17 saal ke ho

Aamir - ji bhaiya

Vicky - aur chhoti bahen

Aamir - bhaiya wo 9th mein hai ..15 saal ki hui hai

Itne mein ghar aa jaata hai aur Aamir Vicky ko milwata hai Mr aur Mrs Siddiqui se.

 

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Ayesha - Vicky

Vicky - ji

Ayesha - kaise jaaun Amritsar

Vicky - train le lo ya phir main taxi mein le chalta hoon

Ayesha - itni door le jaayega tu taxi

Vicky - haan 4-5 ghante ki toh drive hai

Ayesha - ek baar train check kar loon

Vicky - aapki marzi

Ayesha - tu online rahe

Vicky - ji

Ayesha - Vicky koi AC train nahin hai

Vicky - meri AC car mein chalo

Ayesha - par shart hai ki petrol main dalwaungi

Vicky - sirf petrol?

Ayesha - chup badmaash

Vicky - jaan tere rishtedaar gaye?

Ayesha - nahin

Vicky - tujhse milna hai aaj

Ayesha - naughty mard..baad mein call karti hoon

Phir koi ek ghante baad, dinner time ke aas paas call aata hai.

Ayesha - Vicky

Vicky - haan jaan

Ayesha - yaar meri cousin aaj yahi rukegi.

Vicky - oh chalo koi baat nahin. Usko alag kamre mein sulana

Ayesha - ha ha ha

Vicky - jaan

Ayesha - haan?

Vicky - der raat ko call karunga

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Dinner vagarah ke baad Vicky dekh raha hota hai ki kab Ayeshafree hogi. Koi 11.30 baje Ayesha apne kamre mein aati hai aur doosre bedroom ki light off ho jaati hai. Matlab cousin ludak gayi. Ayesha ke haath mei aaj bhi sharab ka glass nazar aata hai. 15-20 minute aur intezaar karne ke baad, Vicky usay call karta hai

 

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Abhi tak toh sab theek thaa, lekin jaise hee unhe pata chalta hai ki uski taxi hain Mr Siddiqui ka gussa saatwen aasmaan pe pahunch jaata hai.

Imran Siddiqui- sharam nahin aati tujhe, shareef ghar ke ladkon ke saath khelte hue. Drivers mein baith jaake. Pata nahin society waale kis kisko makaan de dete hain.

Aamir ki ammi. Heena Siddiqui rokne ki koshish karti hai but shohar ka gussa bahut zyada tha. Waise Aamir ki ammi maal thee.

Imran Siddiqui - tere maa baap kya karte hain.

Vicky - ji koyi nahin hain. Rail accident mein maare gaye.

Imran Siddiqui - Maare gaye ya phir pata nahin kaun thhey

Vicky ka man karta hai ki iska moonh tod de but wo chup rahe ke khoon ka ghoont pee jaata hai.

Vicky - Sir, main koi uthaay igira nahin hoon. Dad central government mein Gazetted Officer thhe, mummy physics ki teacher theen. Jis school mein main padhta tha, us school mein admission ke liye log ulte latke rahete hain. Samjhe!

Wo baahar nikal jaata hai.

Imran ki bolti band ho jaati hai.

Idhar ghar pahunchte hee usko call aata hai Ayesha ka. Ayeshaki ammi slip ho gayi theen aur unki taang ka maas phat gaya thaa. Ayesha ko bulaya tha help karne ke liye koi ek mahine ke liye.

Kahan wo Ayesha se maze lene ka soch raha tha aur kahan ye musibat. Din jo itna mast chada tha wo ab bekar hota jaa raha tha.

Ayesha ne phir call kiya

 

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Ayesha - haan mere mard

Vicky - jaan, cousin so gayi

Ayesha - haan

Vicky - aaj bhi drink kar rahi ho jaan..?

Ayesha - Birthday ki celebration me mai apni cousin ke ssath pee rahi thi. bas bacha hua akhiri peg ka maza le rahi hoon.

Vicky - mera last gift kaisa laga

Ayesha - mast tha

Vicky - kiske liye pahenogi

Ayesha - wohi soch rahi hoon

Vicky - mere liye pahenogi?

Ayesha - hmmmm....

Vicky - agar tumhara man kare toh pahen lo, main apne ghar se dekh raha hoon, doorbeen se hee dekhunga

Ayesha - naughty..

Ayesha - Vicky nahin. mujhe thodi si chadh bhi gayi hai aaj.

Vicky - hmmmm ..tumhari marzi

Vicky phone kaat deta hai.

Ayesha ko lagta hai ki Vicky bura maan gaya, aaj toh birthday ke din usne uski izzat phir se bachaayi thee. Thodi der baad wo usay call karti hai

Ayesha - Vicky

Vicky - ji bolo

Ayesha - gussa mat ho

Vicky - Main gussa nahin hoon

Ayesha - hmmmmm tu samajh

Vicky - Samajh gaya, no probs

Vicky - chalo ek baat batao

Ayesha - pooch

Vicky - apne mard ka tumhe chhoona pasand aata hai

Ayesha - hmmmm

Vicky - mera kiss karna

Ayesha - hmmm

Vicky - tere boobs dabana

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Vicky - tere angon ko choona

Ayesha - hmmmmm

Ab uski masti badhti jaa rahi thee

Ayesha - tum mere mard ho Vicky

Vicky - toh mard ka apni aurat ke jism pe haq hai

Ayesha - hmmmm

Vicky - tere labon pe mera haq hai?

Ayesha - jaroor hai

Vicky - teri gardan pe

Ayesha - hmmm

Vicky - tere ubhaaron pe

Ayesha - hmmmm

Vicky - meri jaan

Ayesha - hmmmm?

Vicky - light jala main tujhe dekhna chahata hoon

Ayesha - aaah

Phir light jalti hai

Ayesha usee transparent dress mein hoti hai. Ek tarasha hua jism us transparent single piece nightie mein gazab dha raha thaa. Wo bade bade mumme jaise kisi ne do kharbooze rakh diye hon aur wo angoor jaise nipple jaise ki aamantran de rahe ho ki aakar mujhe chooso, nichodo. Phir wo kaher dhaane wali naabhi, joki bula rahi ho ki mujhe bhar do apni jeebh se. Phir kele ke ped jaiseen sudaul jaanghe, joki tayaar ko aapko apne upar chadhaane ke liye aur phir wo husn ka khazaana. Wo makkhan choot.. Gore-gore pairo me safed sexy heel waale sandal. bilkul international lingerie model lag rahi thi Ayesha. Vicky ne paheli nazar mein sab dekh liya par dhang se nihar nahin paaya. Koi 2-3 seconds mein light band ho gayi.

 

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Vicky - thanks

Ayesha - hmmmm

Vicky - main tumhara mard toh tum meri aurat?

Ayesha - hmmmm

Vicky - Happy Birthday

Ayesha - thanks darling

Call ends.

Agle din subah subah Vicky ke paas Ayesha ka call aata hai.

Ayesha - hello Vicky

Vicky - ji

Ayesha - Kya tum Amritsar tak taxi le jaa sakte ho

Vicky - ji memsaab

Ayesha - rate kya hoga.

Vicky - aapse kaisa rate.

Ayesha - chalo ghar aa jaao discuss kar len.

Vicky samajh jaata hai ki ye formal call thee matlab cousin aas paas hai.

Wo uske ghar pahunch jaata hai. Ayesha ki cousin ka naam Saba tha. Wo bhi kam haseen nahin thee par Vicky ki Ayesha ki baat hee kuchh aur thee.

Vicky Namaste karta hai.

Saba - hello mera naam Saba hai aur main Ayesha ki cousin hoon

Vicky - hello mam, main Vicky hoon.

Vicky - memsaab bataiye Amritsar ka kya scene hai

Ayesha - Vicky meri mummy ki tabiyat kharaab hai aur mujhe koi ek mahine ke liye jaana padega.

Vicky - oh kya hua unhe

Ayesha - Pair slip ho gaya aur maans phat gaya, plaster bhi kaam nahin aayega.

Vicky - kyon

Ayesha - wo jaangho mein maans phata hai

Vicky - oh sorry

Ayesha - it is ok but musibat hai ki train bhi nahin mil rahi

Vicky - ji

Ayesha - Vicky tum le jaa sakte ho Amritsar

Vicky - ji

Ayesha - charges kya honge

Vicky - ji per km aap 8 Rs de dena aur toll alag

Ayesha - oh ok

Vicky - aap chinta mat karo, hisaab aakar kar lenge.

Saba - good rate

Vicky smile karta hai. "Ayesha ji toh regular customer hain, inse zyada kyon lenge. Ye bahut achhin hain, hamesha thoda extra hee pay kar deti hain"

Ayesha - Vicky meri cousin bhi mere saath jaayegi.

Vicky - ji

Vicky ka moonh utar jaata hai, kahan usne socha tha ki raaste mein Ayesha se masti karega aur kahan ye. Khair bechara kya karta.

Ayesha - toh hum kitni der mein chal sakte hain.

Vicky - memsaab, do ghante mein chalen?

Ayesha - theek hai tab tak main bhi tayaari kar lun.

 

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Theek 10.30 baje Vicky car nikaal leta hai aur phir safar shuru. Saba ke honay ki vajah se khaas kuchh nahin hua. Raaste mein ek jagah khaane ke liye ruke. Saba ka nature bhi achha tha but Vicky aur Ayesha jaisee closeness nahin thee.

Chalo ji, kya karte Vicky ji, gaadi chalaate rahe aur Amritsar pahunch gaye. Ayesha ka ghar Lawrence Road pe thaa. Bada ghar tha.

Ye log koi 3 baje pahunche thhey aur Vicky ko Ayesha ne andar bulaya aur sabse milwaya. Vicky ne Ayesha ke ammi-abba ke pair chhuey aur aashirwaad liya. Ayesha ne unhe bata rakkha tha ki kaise Vicky karke koi Taxi wala hai jisne market mein ek gunde ki dhulai ki thee.

Ayesha ki maa walker ki sahayata se khadi thee. Vicky usay dekh kar dang rahe gaya. Hubahoo Ayesha, bus thodi mature. Waisa hee jism, nain naksh, aankhe, bade mumme, badi gaand. Ayesha Vicky ki nazar bhaamp gayi aur muskura padi.

Mauke ki nazaakat ko samajhte hue, chaaye naashta karke, Vicky wahan se nikal pada aur apni kismet ko koste hue waapis zirakpur aa jaata hai. Raat ho gayi thee waapas aate aate. Kuchh khaas nahin hota aur Vicky khaana khaa ke so jaata hai.

Agle din Vicky subah sair ke liye nikalta hai toh dekhta hai ki Heena Siddiqui (us ladke Aamir ki maa) Activa chalana seekh rahi hai aur uske peechhe uska aadmi Imran baitha hai. Vicky ko dekh kar hasee aa jaati hai ki Heena se zyada seekhne ki zaroorat uske pati ko thee. Heena aur Vicky ki nazren miltee hai aur wo usay smile karte dekh leti hai. Samajh jaati hai ki Vicky us se zyada uske shauhar pe hans raha tha.

 

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Agli din subah, phir usay Heena dikhti hai Activa seekhti hui aur moorkh Imran peeche baitha hua.

Imran - tum kuchh bhi nahin kar saktin heena, aise chalaate hain.

Wo sabke saamne cheekhta hai. Vicky unki taraf dekhta hai aur phir chup hokar aagey nikal jaata hai. Koi 2 ghante baad wo market ki taraf jaata hai toh dekhta hai ki Imran taxi mein samaan load kar raha hai aur Heena, Aamir khade hain aur uski madad kar rahe hain.

Vicky sochta hai "Matlab khadoos ja raha hai" wo smile karta hai aur nikal jaata hai. Local market ekdum society ke saath hee lagi thee aur bread/doodh lekar jaise wo waapis aa raha hota hai dekhta hai ki Imran ki taxi nikal rahi hai aur Heena aur Aamir haath hila kar bye bye kar rahe hain.

"Vicky" ek aawaaz uske kaano mein padti hai, Vicky mudta hai toh dekhta hai ki Aamir ki maa Heena usay bula rahi thee.

Vicky - ji Namaste

Heena - I am sorry Vicky

Vicky - kis bat ke liye aur aap kyon

Heena - main inki taraf se maafi maangti hoon

Vicky - aap kyon maangti hain, waise bhi wo chale gaye hain, ab jab agle saal aayenge tab dekhenge

Aamir aur uski maa smile karte hain.

Hina - aao Vicky ghar aao, chaaye peete hain

Vicky - ji abhi nahin, thoda kaam hai

Heena - dekho agar tum nahin aaoge toh lagega ki tum gussa ho.

Vicky - ok ji par thoda time de sakti hain.

Heena - haan but kya hua

Vicky - ji main bina puja kiye kuchh nahin khaata peeta, aap 20 minute dijiye, main naha dho kar, puja karke aata hoon

Heena - okay, dhoka mat dena

Vicky dekhta hai ki Aamir apne ghar ki taraf mud gaya hai, aagey aake dheere se bolta hai "main khoobsoorat mahilaon ko dhoka nahin deta" muskurata hai aur chala jaata hai.

 

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Din mein kuch khaas nahin hota aur Vicky apni trading kar leta hai. Shaam ko neeche jaata hai cricket khelne ke liye. Aamir aakar us say maafi maangta hai aur kaheta hai "papa jaa rahe hain kal, phir hum khul ke khel sakte hain"

Vicky - koi baat nahin.

Vicky side baith jaata hai aur Aamir ko khelte hue dekhta hai. Match ke khatm honay par usay bataata hai ki wo kaise apni batting ko sudhaar sakta hai. Aamir khush ho jaata hai. Wo baatein kar hee rahe hotay hain ki kismet se Imran aur Heena wahan aa jaate hain

Imran - Aamir, chalo yahan se. Baraabari waalon mein utha baitha karo

Heena - kya bol rahe hain ji, sab dekh rahe hain

Imran - Mujhe kya. Chal Aamir aur khabardaar.

Aamir - ji abbu

Imran - oye ladke, dubaara mat dikhna mujhe

Ab tak Vicky ka paara chad gaya thaa, phir bhi wo haath rok leta hai

Vicky - ji kahiye

Imran - tujhe samajh nahin aati ki Aamir se door rahe

Vicky - park aapka hai kya? Society mein aapka makaaan hai toh mera bhi hai. Simple.

Imran ki bolti band ho jaati hai.

Vicky - Agli baar agar meri family background ko lekar bakwaas kari toh yahin maarunga. Sabke saamne.

Imran - saale haraami, najaayaz, bahenchod, mujhe maarega

Kahete hue Imran uski oar lapakta hai. Vicky kheench ke ek thappad uske moonh pe jad deta hai aur agle pal uska haath marod ke zameen pe patak deta hai. Uski nazar Heena se milti hai aur usay lagta hai ki wo us say guzarish kar rahi ho ki pati ko mat maaro.

"dubaara awaaz nahin aani chahiye" kahekar Vicky usay chhod deta hai aur ghar ki taraf chal padhta hai.

Idhar Ayesha ka bhi koi phone nahin aata bas sirf ek message "rishtedaaron se ghiri hui hoon, 2-3 din mein call karungi"

 

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Heena bhi smile karti hai aur ghar ki taraf chali jaati hai. Idhar Aamir school jaane ki tayaari kar leta hai aur nikal raha hota hai ki usay Vicky mil jaata hai

Vicky - arrey Aamir kahan chale

Aamir - bhaiya school bhi toh hai

Vicky - mujhe laga chhutti pe ho

Aamir - bhaiya wo toh late jaane ki permission li thee

Vicky - chalo bye

Aamir - bye bhaiya

Vicky Heena ke ghar ki taraf badh jaata hai.

Ding dong

Heena - kaun hai

Vicky - ji main Vicky

Heena - aao aao

Vicky - ji

Heena - baitho, main abhi aayi

Vicky - ji

Vicky aas paas dekhta hai to paata hai ki ghar bahut sundar dhang se saja rakkha tha. Heena dekhne mei Yeh hai Mohabbatein serial ki Shagun Arora jaisee lagti thee, par us say zyada gori aur thodi zyada bhari bhari bhi. Gadraya hua jism tha. Shagun Arora ka kirdaar Anita Hassannandani ne nibhaya hai. Regular salwar kameez mein bhi wo Kahar dhaa rahi thee. Height bhi theek thee. teen chaar inch unchi sandal ke saath koi 5.7', wazan koi 60-62 ke kareeb hoga

Hina - thanks for coming Vicky

Vicky - welcome

Heena - I am sorry, very very sorry

Vicky - don't be

Heena - unko aisa nahin kahena chahiye thaa, bahut galat bola

Vicky - galat toh bola

Phir Vicky usay apni daastaan sunaata hai, jisay sun uski aankho mein paani bhar jaata hai.

Vicky - Mam maine bahut utaar chadhaav dekh liye hain.

Heena uske paas aake baith jaati hai aur haathon ko haath mein lekar kaheti hai "Vicky I am sorry again, tumhari aapbeeti sunke bahut dukh hua"

Vicky - ji koi baat nahin

Heena - kya piyoge

Vicky - kuchh bhi chalega

Heena - chaaye laati hoon

Chaaye ki chuskiyan lete hue

Heena - ye tum mujhe mam mam karte rahete ho

Vicky - aap bataiye kya bulaun

Heena - Aamir tumhara dost hai toh Aunty hui

Vicky - Aamir mujhse umr mein kaafi chhota hai

Vicky - doosri baat aap uski mom nahin balki badi bahen ya chhoti bua zyada lagti hain