Thodi der main main utha aur kitchen me gaya to dekha Choti nasta bana rahi thi. Uski tight jeans aur fitting t-shirt mein uski kamar aur matakti gaand ka curve saaf dikh raha tha. Kitchen ki halki roshni mein uski subah ki sundarta aur bhi khil rahi thi.
Mai thodi der usko dekhte raha, uski ek ek harkat ko, uske baalon ka ek taraf jhukna, uske jism ki luchak, sab kuch observe kar raha tha. Phir pata nahi mere man main kya aaya, shayad kal raat ke mahaul ka nasha abhi utra nahi tha, main aahista se uske piche gaya, aur man mein aayi shararat ko control na kar paate hue, piche se ek chapat laga di uske naram gaand pe. Wo ekdum se chauk si gai, ek halki siskari uske gale se nikal gai. Ye to sanjog tha ki us samay kuch aur bartan nahi pakad rakhi thi, nahi to pakka gir jati. Uske gaand pe mera haath chapak kar reh gaya tha, aur wo ekdum se ghum ke boli;-
Choti: ouch, kya kar rahe ho bhai, kyu mara? (Uski ankhon mein chaukahat aur halki shikayat thi, par uske hothon pe ek dabbi si muskurahat bhi aane ki koshish kar rahi thi.)
Main: (Apni chori pakdi jane ki nakaami mein haste hue) isko marna thodi na kahte hai.. (Maine uske gaand pe hathon se sehlate hue, us ubhar ko dheere se masal diya aur ek dabav banate hue kaha) Ye to bas pyar se thapki di hai, jaan.
Choti: (Mera hanth apne pichwade se jhatakte hue, uski saansen tez ho chuki thi) zyada yaha bano nahi aap, aur mujhe tang mat karo nasta banane do, nahi to khane ko kuch milega nahi. (Apni chori pakdi jane ki nakaami ko chhupaane ke liye usne jibh dikha di mujhe ye bol ke, aur turant palat kar dobara nasta banane lagi, lekin uski gati mein ek halki si bechaini thi.)
Main hasta hua, “accha baba sorry, bana tu khana, main nahi karta tang tujhe,” ye keh ke main waha se nikla. Mera lund uski gaand ki naram chamak se ek tez uttejana mein aa chuka tha. Main bahar balcony main ja ke sutaa jala ke pine laga, aur man hi man, uff kya gaand hai yaar, kya mulayam hai, makhan jaisi. Ab ladki kafi had tak set hai, isko aur open karne ki aawashyakta hai. Maine pehli seedhi to paar kar li thi, ab agla kadam sochne ki bari thi. Main sutaa pite pite soch raha tha ki options kya kya hai. Ek to waise hi kisi random ke sath call wala idea accha tha, wo kafi zyada open karne ke liye tha, uske man ki deewarein todne ke liye. Aur dusra idea, tha waise hi thoda bahut cher char aur slow seduction ka, jismein main khud involve honga. Ek dimag main plan mere ban gaya tha, usi pe ab act karna tha.
Sutaa pi ke main andar aaya. Hall main baith ke apna mobile utha ke Incest groups vagairaah net pe search karne laga. Achanak, I found some Incest groups on xforum. Unko join karne laga, ek group se dusra, dusre se tisra, aise hi bahut sare groups join kar liye. Us din realize hua, perverts ki koi kami nahi duniya main. Log apni maa behan ki photos ko aise share karte hai jaise, kya batau, jaane do aap log bhi. Aisi gandi harkatein dekh kar man mein ek ajeeb sa vichar aaya, ki jab duniya itni open ho chuki hai, toh main kyu sharma raha hu?
Khair, unhi groups main kuch logo ko search karne laga, jo ki incest topic pe baat karna chahte the. Kuch logo se baat ki, unke man ki baat jaani, unko samajhne ki koshish ki. Ek aadh normal photo bhi apni sisters ki share ki timer laga ke, but dekha saalon ne share kar diya idhar udhar. To maine search kiya to pata chala ki Ek alag version aata hai us app ka jisse, sab kuch save hote hai. To maine, phir photo sharing band kar di, aur sirf chatting karne laga. Mujhe realize hua ki kitne hi log behan ke saath sex karna chahte hai, but mostly himmat nahi karte, samaj ke dar se man main hi baat daba ke reh jaate hai. Kafi logo se maine baat ki, kuch ek ko suggestion bhi diya, aur 3-4 aise log select kiye jinse baat karwana safe lag raha tha Choti ka. Unka ID save kar liya aur Choti ko forward kar diya, ek message ke saath ki ye ‘experiment’ ke liye theek hain. Phir idhar udhar kuch stories, vagairaah dekhi, tab tak choti aa gai breakfast le ke. Hum chupchaap breakfast kiye. Bartan kitchen main rakh ke jab wo aai, to maine usko apne paas baithne ka ishara kiya aur bola,
Main: idhar aa, dekh aaj search karte karte kya mila. (Mere chehre pe ek vijayee muskaan thi.)
Choti: (Curiosity ke saath aai aur mere bagal mein baith gai) kya hi bhai? (Uska jism mere kandhe se halka sa sat raha tha.)
Main: (Un groups ko dikhate hue) ye dekh, Incest groups, duniya main kaise kaise log hai.. (Maine usko kuch graphic chats bhi dikhaye.)
Choti: (Thodi der mobile le ke dekhte rahi, uski aankhon mein shock aur ghrina ka mishran tha, phir boli) batao yaar, ye sab apni maa behan ki photo kyu share karte hai aise, isse kya fayda unko milta hoga? (Usne apne hathon se apna chehra chhupa liya.)
Main: (Haste hue, uske kandhe pe haath rakhte hue) ye to nahi pata, but mere hisab se, … khair jaane de.
Choti: nahi batao na, kya aapke hisab se? (Uska lehja zid se bhara tha.)
Main: tu phir naraj ho jayegi, jaane de.. (Main jhooti sharam dikha raha tha, taaki wo aur zid kare.)
Choti: accha, main kyu naraj hungi, aap to apna view hi de rahe ho. (Yeh jankari uske liye naye darwaze khol rahi thi.)
Main: fair point, mere hisab se, (ek lambi sans li maine, mahaul ko gambhir banane ke liye) yaha bhi “Cuck” wala scene hai ya angoor khate hai, wali kahawat chal rahi hai.
Choti: (Apna sir khujlate hue, bholi bankar) kya matlab, samjhi nahi main.
Main: Kaun wala? (Maine usko aur galiyare mein le jana chaha.)
Choti: dono.
Main: cuck matlab nahi samajhti? (Maine ek aur sharam ki deewar tod di.)
Choti: nah, ye kya hai?
Main: cuckold, ka short main cuck bolte hai. (Maine ab use sidhi tarah se samjhana shuru kiya.)
Choti: ok, but how does this apply here?
Main: aaj kal log apni behan ya mother ko bhi le ke Cuckold fantasies rakhte hain yaar. (Mera maksad ab poora ho raha tha.)
Choti: oh my god, really? (Uski aankhon mein aashcharya tha.)
Main: ha nahi to aur kya, dekh group main chat bhi usse related hai. (Maine usko live examples dikhaye.)
Choti: ha yaar bhaiya, so disgusting. (Uske chehre pe na-pasandgi thi, par curiosity bhi thi.)
Main: ab log hai, to alag alg soch wale bhi honge hi. (Maine topic ko halka kiya.)
Choti: (kuch sochte hue) accha aur wo dusra wala, Angoor khate hai? (Wo apni sharm ko bhulakar saamne aa rahi thi.)
Main: (Haste hue, usko jor se kheench kar apne upar le liya, uski naram gaand mere lund pe aa chuki thi, aur bola, usko gudgudi karte hue) Angoor khate ka matlab hai ki jaha bhai behan ke beech pyaar nahi hota, sharir ka aakarshan nahi hota, to wo photos dusre ko dikhate firte hai taki dusre unpe baat kare aur unki fantasies wo share kar paye. Khud kar nahi sakte to aisa karte hai.
Choti: (Haste hue, bachne ki koshish karte hue) aapki logics kabhi kabhi aap hi samjho mere samajh ke bahar hoti hai. (Uska hasa mere kaano mein shehad ghol raha tha.)
Usne ye bol ke mere upar se hatna chaha, but maine usko kas ke pakad rakha tha, uski garam saansein mere gale pe pad rahi thi.
Main: kahe door hona chah rahi hai choti, kuch important baat karni hai, yahi reh. (Mera lund to khada tha, usko uske gaand pe aur thoda push kiya maine, apna irada zahir karte hue.)
Choti: (Thoda kasmasate hue, mere lund ka dabav mehsus karte hue) hmm, bolo kya hai bhai? (Uska awaz dheemi aur bheegi ho chuki thi.)
Main: (Aur thoda dabaw bante hue) kal wali ghatna pe baat karna tha, tu nahi ki. Zaruri hai wo karna. (Main ab mudde pe aa chuka tha.)
Choti: (Thoda kasamasa rahi thi, but phir halka relax hone lagi, shayad us dabav ka maza aane laga tha.) nahi karni mujhe, waise bhi kya karne laayak hai uspe baat? (Pehli rukawat, jisko hataana zaroori tha.)
Main: (Usko aur zyada apne se sata kar, uski ankhon main dekhte hue, gehri nazron se) Bahut kuch hai sis, tumne kal ek anjaan ladke ke saath Phone Sex kiya, aur keh rahi ho baat karne ke liye kya hai? (Maine uske galtiyon ko ehsaas dilaya.)
Choti: (Ekdum se chup si ho gai, thode der tak mere ankhon main dekhti rahi, phir sar jhuka ke boli) Bhai, aapne hi to push kiya tha wo karne ko. (Usne apni zimmedari mujh pe daal di.)
Main: (Uska sir utha ke uske lips pe halka sa kiss karte hue, ek chota sa chumban chhod diya) to kya hua bacha, maine kab bola ki tumne kuch galat kiya, main to bas us bare main baat karna chah raha tha. (Use santvana di aur pyar se samajhaya.)
Choti: (Pura relax hote hue, mere god main) kya baat karni aapko, batao? (Uska jism ab aaram se mere lund pe tik gaya tha.)
Main: (Uske kamar pe se uske gaand tak hath ko lejaate hue, uski geeli skin ko mehsus karte hue) Pakka, baat karegi na?
Choti: (Thoda hil dul kar apne ko adjust karte hue, taki lund aur gaand ka touch aur gehra ho sake) aur koi option hai kya mere paas? (Usne apni har maan li thi.)
Main: (Uski ankhon main dekhte hue) fair point, chal bata, really main kaisa laga tha tujhe us launde se phone pe sex karte hue? (Mera sawal sidha tha.)
Choti: (Mujhe chunti kaat te hue, shararat se) aap bhi na bhai, kya puch rahe ho? Behan hu aapki..
Main: ha janta hu, isliye puch raha hu, chinta hai teri. (Main apne iradon ko chhupa raha tha.)
Choti: (Apna gaand ka dabaw mere lund pe badhate hue) ha pata hai mujhe kitni fikar hai aapko. (Usne apni shararat se jawab diya.)
Main: kya tere ko koi shak hai ki teri fikar nahi mujhe? (Maine uski gaand pakad ke thoda sa use aur masal liya apne khade lund ke upar, kya mast soft thi uski gaand.)
Choti: (Meri ankhon main dekhte hue) Fikar to hai bhai aapko, but pata nahi bhai-behan wala fikar hai ya kuch aur? (Usne sachai ko chhu liya tha.)
Main: (Uski ankhon main dekhte hue) BFF bhi hai na tu meri, to fikar dono tarah ki hai. Khair tu bata, kal jo hua, do you like it? Sachai bolna… (Maine use dobara sachai bolne ke liye majboor kiya.)
Choti: (Thoda sa hil dul ke apne ko adjust karte hue, shaayad mere lund ko sahi se apni gaand ki dararo main adjust ki) Really, you are asking me that? (Uski awaz mein halki si aah thi.)
Main: (Uski gaand ka maza lete hue apne lund pe) Ha…
Choti: ofcourse I liked it, but sahi nahi tha wo. (Uska man do hisson mein bata tha.)
Main: Jab pasand aaya, to maayne nahi rakhta sahi tha ki nahi. (Maine uski soch ko badalna chaha.)
Choti: aise thodi na hota hai, sahi sahi hota hai aur galat galat.
Main: Dekh choti, jo bhi cheez zindagi main accha lage, maza de karna chahiye, kya bharosa zindagi ka, so enjoy life dear. Aur waise bhi koi aisa bhi galat nahi tha. (Use himmat di.)
Choti: (thoda der chup rahi, phir kuch sochne lagi phir boli) hmmm, (Uska virodh kam ho raha tha.)
Main: Hmmm?? Kya hmmm?
Choti: are matlab thik hai.
Main: Kya thik hai?
Choti: (mujhe dekh ke sir halka na main hilate hue) wahi jo apne bola.
Main: kaun si baat?
Choti: are… Bhai aap na..
Main: bol na kaun si baat.
Choti: yehi ki zindagi jeene ka khul ke aur kya?
Main: oh, accha, to kya kya karegi, zindagi khul ke jine ke liye? (Maine apna jaal phailaya.)
Choti: (meri ore dekhte hue) aap hi batao, kya kya karna chahiye? (Usne apni chaabi mujhe saup di.)
Ab bari mere soch main padne ki thi. Direct kuch bolna thik nahi, aur indirect kaise bolu… Ye sochte hue..
Main: (Apne haton ko uske kamar se le ja ke uske chakkar me chune pet pe gudgudi karte hue) jaise kar rahi karte ja, bas aur kya. (Maine apne hath uski t-shirt ke andar daal diye.)
Choti: (Haste hue chutne ki koshish karte hue) bhai, stop it, woh gudgudi, please….. (Wo maza le rahi thi.)
Main: (Haste hue) accha chal nahi karta (but hanth dono wahi uske kamar pe tshirt ke andar rakh kar halka halka sehlate hue) sahi sahi batana, dubara man nahi kar raha kal wala kaam karne ka? (Maine mahal ko aur garm kiya.)
Choti: (Phir se chup, mujhe dekhte rahi, phir boli) hmm, but dobara, uske saath sahi nahi hoga na. (Ek halki si ummeed ki kiran.)
Main: (Haste hue) dobara usi ke saath kyu, bahut log hai koi naya murga khojenge. (Maine naya rasta dikhaya.)
Choti: ha, wo to hai, but bhai.
Main: hmm, bol kya?
Choti: ye sahi nahi hai jo hum kar rahe hain. Aise kisi anjaan ke saath, kisi ko pata chal gaya na to bawala ho jayega. (Darr wapas aa gaya.)
Main: tu batayegi?
Choti: (Sir na main hilate hue) Nahi, but phir bhi..
Main: Kya Phir bhi? Na tu batayegi, Na Mai bataunga, original naam and details hum use nahi kar rahe, to kaise pata chalega kisi ko? (Darr hataane ki koshish.)
Choti: Ha wo thik hai, but..
Main: Khali pili, tension na le, ki phir bhi phir bhi, you liked it, tumhe accha laga, maza aaya, that’s important. Baki sab jane de. (Final push diya.)
Choti: Bhai….
Main: (Uske kamar ko halka sehlate hue) kya behan?
Choti: (Meri ankhon main dekhte hue) accha ye batao aap, aapka kya interest isme? Aapko bhi maza aaya? (Asli sawal ab aaya.)
Main: (Muskura ke) Ofcourse, ye bhi koi puchne wali baat hai, kya badhiya maza aaya, mera bhi maze hai isme. (Maine apna raaz khol diya.)
Choti: (Sir na main hila ke muskuraate hue) But, behan hu aapki, aap aise maza nahi le sakte bhai. (Usne rokne ki akhri koshish ki.)
Main: Kyu, maine to liya, mujhe to accha laga, bahut maza aaya.
Choti: wahi to, bhai hai aap.
Main: wo to hu, but tumhe maza nahi aaya mere samne aisa karte hue, I know you did as well. (*Maine uski chuppi tod di.)
Choti: (Ek second ke liye chup ho gai, phir boli) wahi to main keh rahi thi, ki all these we should not do.
Main: but we did, if we liked it as well. So koi problem nahi.
Choti: (Apni gaand ko mere lund pe ragadte hue, jan boojhkar) Ha main dekh rahi, bahut maze kar rahe aap apni behan se. (Usne ab maza lena shuru kar diya tha.)
Main: (Haste hue) Aakhir, itni hot and sexy behan jo hai meri.
Choti: (Pinch karte hue mujhe) Bhaiya, Phir se aap shuru ho gaye
Aur isse pahle ki main kuch kehta, usne mujhe kas ke push kiya aur uth gai mere upar se, aur ek second mera tent dekhi kapde ke upar se (mere khade lund ko) aur matakte hue room main chali gai aur boli, ki nahane ja rahi hai aur mujhe bhi bola naha ke fresh ho jane ko , phir khana khayenge.
Main use jaate hue, uski matakti gaand ko dekh ke sochta raha ki kya mast hai, kitna maza de rahi thi iski gaand kapdo ke upar se hi, lund dalne main to aur maza aayega. Main utha, ja ke sutaa piya aur phir, thodi der baad, naha dho ke aa ke baith gaya. Wo aai, humne khana khaya aur phir hum room main aa gaye, thoda letne ko.
Wo bhi aa ke paas Main let gai.
Main bilkul uske paas, usse sat ke let gaya, hamare kandhe ek dusre se sate hue the, aur hum let gaye.
Choti: ek baat puchun bhai?
Main: ha puch, (main apne hanth ko uske hanth pe halka halka sehla raha tha, pyar se dhire se touch karte hue)
Choti: Hmm, well, ek baat batao, aapko main kaisi lagti hu? (Uska sawal gehra tha.)
Main: (Uski ore dekhte hue) Kyu kya hua, abhi to bataya, hot and sexy… kya ho gaya?
Choti: are no joking bhai, bas aise hi puch rahi.
Main: are main bhi mazak nahi kar raha, you are really beautiful sis, aur tu to meri BFF bhi hai, so wo bhi main mazak nahi kar raha, you are really hot and sexy.
Choti: accha ji, aapko main hot and sexy lagti hu? (Uski aankhon mein chamak aa gai thi.)
Main: ha, kyu kya hua?
Choti: (Sir na main hilate hue) nahi kuch nahi bhai. Bas yun hi puch liya, chalo thoda aaram karte hain, halki neend aa rahi mujhe.
Main: ha so le, raat ko mehnat ki hai tune, aur aaj bhi karni hai so aaram kar le. (Maine hint diya.)
Choti: kya matlab aapka ki raat main phir karna hai?
Main: (Haste hue) are wahi call pe maze.
Choti: nahin, nahin, ab nahi, aap bhi na.. (Wo nakhra kar rahi thi.)
Main: accha dekha jayega, abhi to aaram kar.
Iske baad main usko piche se pakad ke apna khada lund uske gaand pe tika ke so gaya. Mere hanth uske kamar se hote hue uske pet pe the.
Uske pet ko halka halka sehlate hue meri bhi ankh lag gai. Sham ko uski aawaz ne uthaya.
Choti: bhai utho, chai banai hu aao pi lo.
Main utha, fresh hua aur ja ke drawing room me baith gaya. Wo chai le ke aai aur baju me baith ke pine lage mere sath chai.
Mai chai ki chuski lete hue soch raha tha aage ke steps, ki kya kiya jaaye, kaise usko aur zyada manaya jaye.
Mujhe yu sochta hua dekh ke usne kaha
Choti: kya soch rahe ho bhaiya?
Main: bas yun hi kuch kuch..
Choti: batao na kya soch rahe the, dono mil ke sochenge. (Yeh keh ke usne ankh mari, matlab sahi taraf ja raha tha.)
Main: rehne de tu gussa karti hai.
Choti: batao na bhai, aapse kabhi gussa ho sakti hu?
Main: wo mai kal raat wali ghatna soch raha tha, wo xforum wale call ke baare mein. (Maine seedha hamla kiya.)
Choti: Dhat bhai, usme sochne laayak kya hai, bas kal ki baat thi khatam ho gai. Aap bhi na har chiz ko pakad ke baith jaate ho. (Wo avoid kar rahi thi.)
Main: maze to poora le rahi thi, ab dhat dhat bol rahi hai. (Main ek minute chup raha phir uske ankhon me dekhte hue puchha) sach sach batana, maza to aaya hi tha tujhe, phir karne ko toh ichha dil me jaag rahi hogi tere? (*Maine uske man ki baat khol di.)
Choti: (mere baju mein maarte hue) kya bhaiya, jaisi jaisi baat kar rahe ho aap? (Sharma kar hath chalana.)
Main: accha bacchu, maze nahi le rahi thi? Man nahi kar raha, khaa meri kasam aur bol nahi. (Maine kasam ka sahara liya.)
Choti: (Gussa karte hue, par awaz mein narmi thi) kya bol rahe ho aap bhai, nahi khaani kasam vasam mujhe. Aur us topic pe baat bhi nahi karni mujhe. (Phir thodi der kuch sochi aur sar na mein hilate hue boli) bahut gande ho gaye ho aap (Ye gussa nahi tareef thi.)
Wo yeh bol ke chai ke cups le kitchen mein chali gai aur use hansta hua dekh ke main muskura raha tha. Mai uski matakti kamar dekh ke uske piche gaya aur kitchen ja ke puch:-
Main: Kyu Ganda bola Mujhe?
Choti: (bartan rakhte hue) Kyunki aap aisi aisi baatein karte ho. Kya zaroorat hai baar baar woh sab yaad dilaane ki?
Main: (Uske paas jaa ke uske kaan main dheere se, uski saanson ko mehsus karte hue) Zaroorat hai, kyunki teri aankhon main maine woh chamak dekhi thi jab tu usse baatein kar rahi thi. Jab tu ussi ke saath utna maza le sakti hai, to kya problem hai thoda aur explore karne main? (Main uske dimag mein shaak daal raha tha.)
Choti: (Meri taraf ghoom ke, thoda gusse main, par sharam bhi thi) Aap na, please chhodo yeh sab. Mujhe achcha nahi lagta. (Ek akhri virodh.)
Main: (Uske chehre ko apne hathon main lete hue, nazdeeki badhate hue) Aise jhoot mat bol, Choti. Jab maza aata hai, to bolne main kya sharm? Aur yeh bhi socha, woh to bechara sirf phone pe tha, main to tere saath tha aur fir bhi tune enjoy kiya na? Kya pata is baar main aur help karu to aur maza aayega? (Main apni jagah bana raha tha.)
Choti: (Ankhen neeche kar ke) Kya help karoge aap? (Sawaliya nazar, har maan chuki thi.)
Main: (Haste hue) Wahi jo us din kiya tha. Thoda sa live action, thoda sa support. Dekh, ismein koi burai nahi hai. Tu bas apni body ki sun, kya woh nahi chahti thoda aur maza? (Use uske jism ka hawala diya.)
Choti: (Kasmasate hue, piche hatne ki nakam koshish) Bhaiya, please… Main jaanti hu aap kya bol rahe ho. Par I can’t.
Main: (Uske kamar ko halka sa sehlate hue) Tu soch, koi naya ladka hoga, naye tarike se tease karega. Aur tera reaction… uff, woh dekhne main hi kitna maza aata hai. Kal raat tera woh uff aur aaah sun ke mere lund ka kya haal hua tha pata hai? (Uske reaction ko apni uttejana se joda.)
Choti: (Turant mere honth pe ungli rakh di) Bas! Main nahi sunna chahti. Aap mere bhai ho. (Akhri deewar.)
Main: (Ungli ko chuste hue, nazron se nazrein milakar) Aur tu meri jaan hai, aur meri BFF bhi. Mujhe achcha lagta hai jab tu khush hoti hai, jab tu enjoy karti hai. Zindagi khul ke jeene ki baat ki thi na subah? Ye bhi uska hi part hai. Chal, man ja na, please. (Use emotional tarike se manaya.)
Choti: (Thoda haar maante hue) Aap bahut ziddi ho. Kyu padh jaate ho peeche?
Main: (Usko apni taraf khinch liya, seene se laga liya) Kyunki mujhe pata hai meri jaan ko maza aata hai, bas woh thodi sharma rahi hai. Chal, promise, koi force nahi karunga, bas thoda sa try. Aur main hu na, koi panga nahi hoga. (Use bhai hone ki security di.)
Choti: (Kuch der mere seene se lagi rahi, sochti rahi, phir dhire se) Achcha thik hai. Par main pehle ki tarah hi, zyada kuch nahi karungi. Aur aap zyada naughty nahi honge. (Usne apni sharten rakhi.)
Main: (Khush hote hue) Done! No naughtiness from my side… promise. Main bas tera support system banunga. (Maine turant agree kiya.)
Choti: (Mere ankhon main dekhte hue) Thik hai. Lekin… Will see tonight. Abhi mujhe shopping karni hai, chalo. (Raat tak usne tala diya.)
Main: (Use uthaate hue, uski gaand ko apne hath mein dabate hue) Chalo, meri pyari Choti. Shopping! Aur waise bhi, aage ki planning to raat ko hi hogi na?
Choti: (Hanste hue, apne haath se mere chehre ko dhak kar) Aap sudhroge nahi. Chalo ab.
Main: (Uske gaal pe kiss karte hue) Kabhi nahi, jab tak tu aise sharmate hue maza leti rahegi.
Main aur choti, bahar market gaye. Waha se kuch ghar ke saman waman ki shopping ki, kuch beer ki bottles li (raat ki tayyari), aur phir hum ghar aa gaye, pura din uske jism ko chhoone aur mehsus karne ki satisfaction ke saath.
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