Vicky Aur Memsaabs – Update 18 | Adultery Sex Story

Talwar, rod, hockey, khukri, chaaku sab chale aur kuchh samay mein hee Ali ka sathi zameen pe tha apni antim saanse ginte hue. Ali ki fat gayi aur wo Heena aur Ayesha ki taraf bhaaga haath mein chaaku liye, lekin un tak pahunchta us say pahele hee Vicky ne khukri fenki jo seedha Ali ki taang mein gad gayi aur wo tadap ke gir pada. Do gundon ne Heena aur Ayesha ko chhod diya aur bhaagne lage par Heena aur Ayesha ne rods maar di, aur itne mein Vickypahunch gaya aur do sar dhad se alag ho gaye.

Ali ke saamne sab kuchh ho gaya chand minton mein. Uske 5 gunde gir gaye zameen pe

Ali aagey aaya, VickyAyesha aur Heena ko ishaara karta hai ki ruk jaayen. Wo khukri nikaalta hai aur Heena aur Ayesha apne pair Ali ki baazu pe rakh kar apne sandals ki nokili high heels gada deti hain aur Vicky Ali ke moonh mein rumaal thoons deta hai. Agle khukri ke waar se Ali ke tatte aur lund shareer se alag ho jaate hain.

Vicky – mujhe maarne ka zor tha tatton mein

Ali ki aankho mein maut ka dar tha aur wo dar sachcha tha. Heena and Ayesha start hitting him with rods and kicking him with their high heeled sandals. Ali cheekhna chahata hai par moonh rumaal se andar se band hai aur upar Vicky ne apna pair jamaya hua tha. Aur dono aurton ne chandi roop dhaaran kar rakkha tha, rod aur sandals ki kicks maar maar ke sar phaad diya tha Ali ka. Aur Vicky ne phir adhmare Ali ki gardan mein talwaar gaad ke usay jeevan ke bandhano se mukt kar diya tha.

Heena aur Ayesha phir bhi maarti rahin Ali ko, apna poora gussa uspar nikaal dala. Badi mushkil se Vickyne pahele Heena ko aur phir Ayesha ko door kiya. Phir inhone Ali ki jeb check kari toh paas mein hee gira hua ek mobile mila. Number khangaale toh Mohd aur Imran ne number aur call details miley. Samajh aa gay ki Ali dono se touch mein thaa. Vicky ne wo phone apne paas rakh liya, switch off kar diya. Heena aur Ayesha sadme mein thee. Wo jaanti theen ki shohar kameene hai but itne ki unhe unki jaan ki koi qeemat nahin thi.

Vicky ne car mein se paani ki bottle nikaali, sabne chup chaap pani piya, time takreeban 1 baje ka tha. Phone ki torch maarke ke check kiya gaya ki kuchh rahe toh nahin gaya. Khukri, talwaar, rods ko ek paas mein hee naale ke paani mein pahele dhoya gaya taaki khoon, charbi alag ho sake. Phir gaadi kisi tarah nikaali gayi, aur pahele Vicky ne gaadi apni society se kuchh door pahele ek chhotey se gaddhe mein utaar di, taaki society ke guard gawahi de saken ki car wahan tooti thee. Phir Vicky society ke guards ko bulakar laya, sabko laga ki Heena aur Ayesha ne Vicky ki taxi ko kiraye pe liya hoga aur ab car kisi kutte billi ko bachaane ke chakkar mein neeche utar gayi.

Is gaadi utaarne ka faayda ye bhi hua ki thoda time ka bhi hisaab cover ho gaya. Vickyke kahene pe Ayesha Heena ke ghar gayi. Vicky apne ghar gaya aur khukri, talwar, rods ko khoob saaf kiya, Dettol se bhi saaf kiya, phenyl se bhi kiya. Wo kisi bhi prakaar ki gandh nahin rahene dena chahata tha. Ayesha ne Mohd ko phone karke bata diya ki wo Heena ke ghar hai. Aamir room se aaya par usay waapas bhej diya gaya. Vicky ne phone lagaya, wo khud nahin aaaya.

Vicky – Ayesha phone ko speaker mode mein lo

Ayesha – ye lo

Vicky – ab aap dono dhyaan se suno. Jo sandals aap dono ne paheni hui thee, chup chaap kal kisi dariya mein daal dena aur usee colour aur make ki nayi le lena

Ayesha – ok

Vicky – pata nahin sandals mein kya khoon wagarah lag gaya ho.

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Vicky – kapde bhi gaayab karne honge.

Heena – ok

Vicky – ab aap log so jaao, kal subah Mohd ko dekhna hai

Heena – hmmmm

Ayesha – Vicky, tum sach mein mere mard ho

Heena – mere bhi

Vicky – dono ka?

Ayesha – haan (hansti hai thoda sa – paheli baar hansi thee)

Vicky – par dono, dekho main katua nahin banunga

Heena – ha ha hum bhi nahin chahate

Ayesha – tum hamaare dilbar hamare sab kuchh ho ab se

Heena – bilkul

Vicky – chalo dilbar ki vinati hai ki so jaao aur subah jab main aaunga uske baad hee kuchh karna.

Heena – ok darling

Vicky – good night

Ayesha – good night jaanu

Call khatm.

Idhar Heena whisky ki botal nikaal kar do peg banati hai aur dono aurate peete hue baat karne lagti hai.

Ayesha – Heena aapa main Mohd ko talaaq de doongi

Heena – aur main Imran ko

Heena – phir aage?

Ayesha – mere paas bahut paisa hai

Heena – paisa to mere paas bhi bahut hai lekin baat paise ki nahin hai…. saath ki hai

Ayesha – lagaati hoon kuchh dimaag

Heena – tu toh Vicky se shaadi kar lena

Ayesha – hmmmmm

Ayesha – Heena aapa… share kar lenge Vicky ko

Heena – ha ha ha
 

Idhar Mohd ki fati hui thee, directly pooch bhi nahin sakta tha. Imran ke bhi phone aa gaye thhey, Ali ka koi message nahin tha. Last call jo thee usme Ali ne bataya tha ki Vicky ki car ko sunsan jagah pe gher liya hai.

Vicky aaram se soya.

Aamir aaraam se soya

Heena aur Ayesha ko ruk ruk ke neend aayi.

Mohd nahin so saka aur naa hee Imran. Dono alag alag time zones mein the lekin phir bhi, neend gaayab thee.

Subah subah Vicky utha aur apne nityakarm ke baad Heena ke ghar chala gaya. Ab tak Aamir bhi school ja chuka tha.

Vicky – haanji mohtarmaao, kal toh full gusse mein thee

Heena – ab koi hamaare mard ko maarega toh chup baithenge kya

Ayesha – sahi kaha Heena aapa

Vicky – tum dono dilo jaan se mujhe apna sab kuchh maanti ho

Ayesha aur Heena – haan… be-shaq

Vicky – toh phir Mohd aur Imran ko thank you card bhejta hoon

Sab hanste hain

Heena – ab kya karna hai

Vicky – pahele toh is Mohd ke tatte fry karne hain..oh sorry

Ayesha – koi baat nahin, mujhe bhi uske tatte fry karne hai

Heena hansti hai – aur us Imran ke tatte kaun fry karega.

Vicky – kisi bhi haalat mein tum baat nahin karogi kisi se bhi including Aamir. Ek baar akhbaar mein chhapne do ki itne log maare gaye, phir discussion mein bol dena zamana kharaab hai types

Heena – hmmmmm

Vicky – is Ali ka phone fenkna hoga, iska data maine save kar liya hai, call records bhi

Ayesha – ok

Vicky – Heena ji aap kalke sandals ek jagah kijiye. Ayesha aap kapde dekhogi

Heena aur Ayesha – ok jaanu

Vicky – main zara gaadi theek karwa ke aata hoon

Vicky – Heena ji aap apni beti se baat karo, usay kaho ki aapka aur Imran ka khoob jhagda hua hai aur aap talaaq le rahi ho. I promise ki uske fees aur expenses mein koi kami nahin aayegi.

Ayesha – promise Heena aapa, main hoon na!

Vicky – chup oye paise waali, mard apni aurato ka poora dhyaan rakhte hain. Main hoon na…!

Heena – hmmmm (muskurati hai)… to mai bhi kaunsa gareeb hoon… ham teeno hai na ek doosre ke liye!

Vicky – aapka mard itna gareeb bhi nahin hai

Ayesha hairani se dekhti hai.

Vicky – chalo tayaar ho jaao, phir aur bhi kaam hai

Ayesha ke ghar kuchh samay baad

Vicky – haan ji Mohd ji kya haal

Mohd. – tum yahan kaise

Vicky – Idhar udhar ki baat nahin karta mai

Mohd. – b…bb…bolo

Vicky – Ali ko meri aur Ayesha aur Heena ji ki supari di thee?

Mohd. – n…nahin toh

Vicky – soch lo

Mohd. – nahin

Vicky – mere paas uska phone hai, messages hain, call records hain. Ghuswayun police ka mota danda

Mohd. – kya kya kya bol rahe ho

Vicky Ali ka phone leta hai aur Mohd ko call lagata hai

Mohd. – ye kisi ke phone se mujhe call kar logay

Vicky seedha thappad lagata hai aur Mohd ke phone se Ali Bhai ke naam se saved number ko call karta hai.

Ali ka phone baj uthta hai

Vicky – dekh Mohd tu mera kuchh nahin bigaad sakta. Chahun toh police mein de doon aur self defence mein maine jo Ali aur uske piyaadon ka haal kiya hai, main bach jaaunga. Teri aur Imran ki begumen mera saath dengi. Tu aur Imran dono jail jaaoge. Soch lo

Mohd apne dono haathon mein sar pakad ke baith jaata hai

Mohd. – kya chahate ho

Vicky – tum Ayesha ji ko aur Imran Heena ji ko talaak doge aur apni property mein se 80% inko doge

Mohd. – 80%

Vicky – chal phir police station aur 100% doge inhe

Mohd. – mmmmm

Vicky – chal apne jodidaar ko call laga

Mohd Imran ko call karta hai

Vicky – speaker phone pe baat kar

Mohd. – ji

Mohd. – Imran bhai gadbad ho gayi

Imran – kya hua Ali ko aur paise chahiye kya us Vickyko maarne ke liye

Mohd. – nahin nahin

Imran – phir kya hua Vickyko maarne ka man nahin hai

Mohd. – suno toh

Imran – bolo

Mohd. – Vicky ne Ali aur uske gundon ko maar diya hai

Imran – kya bol raha hai

Vicky – Imran tera baap Vicky bol raha hoon

Vicky – chup chaap Heena ji ko talaak de aur apni property bank balance ka 80% iske naam kar de

Imran – kya sabut hai

Vicky – Ali ka phone aur abhi ki baatcheet aur jo Mohd ne bola, sab record ho raha hai.

Imran – kya kar lega, nahin karta

Vicky – biwi toh teri mera hee bistar garam karegi, bana rahe kaagzi cuckold shauhar. Police mein case doonga aur tera visa cancel, naukri khatm aur yahan jail

Vicky – chalo bako talaak talaak talaak aur drama khatm karo

Mohd. – wo kisi maulvi ke saamne karna padega.

Vicky –chal mere saath
 

Vicky pahele vakeel ke paas le jaakar 80% property Ayesha ke naam karwa deta hai. Electronic papers Imran ko bhi bhej diye jaate hain. Heena aur Ayesha hairan hain.

Maulvi ke saamne Mohd talaak deta hai aur Video Conference se Imran. Poore time Aamir bhi saath tha. Shaam tak ye kaam ho gaye thhey. Mohd ko apni company se resign karwa deta hai Vicky aur usay sakht hidaayat thee ki wo kabhi Delhi bhi nahin aayega, Chandigarh, Punjab ki baat door hai.

Raat ko ye sab Heena ke ghar baithe thhey.

Vicky – phew bahut bada sir dard poora hua

Heena – hmmmm ab aagey kya

Vicky – kya chinta hai, makaan toh hai aap dono ke paas. Paise aur doosri jaaydaaden bhi hain aur main bhi hoon

Vicky – shaadi ka soch rahi ho aap dono

Ayesha aur Heena – hmmmmm

Vicky – Main Ayesha ji ko apni biwi bana sakta hoon

Ayesha ki aankhon mein khushi dikhti hai

Vicky – ab ye Ayesha ji pe hai ki mujhe share karegi aapkesaath ki nahi

Heena – ye kaise ho sakta hai

Vicky – dekho maine aapko bhi aazaad karwaya hai aur aapbhi meri dilruba ho

Heena – hmmmmm

Vicky – Agar Ayesha ji ko dikkat hai ki wo meri biwi banke share nahin kar sakti toh hum live-in kar sakte hain, hum teeno

Ayesha – hmmmm I am ready

Vicky – good. Ayesha ji agla kaam aapka hai, apne ammi abbu ko sach batao aur patao

Aamir sab dekh raha hota hai

Heena – aur Sania

Vicky – wo tayaar hui toh tumhare saath uski bhi loonga

Heena – chup badmaash …ha haha

Ayesha – Heena aapa… aap bhi chalo mere saath

Vicky – kyon chahati hai ki main peeche se enjoy na karun

Ayesha – ha ha ha

Ayesha Vicky ke paas aakar baithti hai. Ayesah ke chehre aur aankho mei shararat aur pyaas dekhkar Vicky uske man ki baat samajh jaata hai. Vicky uske sar pe haath phirata hai

Vicky – chudna hai

Ayesha – hmmmm jaan

Vicky – aapko toh shaadi ke baad chodunga, apni banaakar

Ayesha – please please chodo na

Heena dekh ke hans rahi thee

Vicky apni pant neeche karta hai aur underwear bhi

Vicky – jis jisko choosna hai aa jaao
 

Ayesha toot padhti hai, kadam dar kadam Heena bhi lag jaati hai. Vicky ko alaukik anand ki anubhooti ho rahi thee. Ek taraf Ayesha ki jeebh aur doosri ore Heena ki. Us samay kisi ko kuchh nahin soojh raha tha, sab lund-mast ho rahe thhey. Vicky ki aankhe band thee aur wo full masti mein tha.

Masti abhi raftaar pakadne hee waali thee ki Ayesha ki ammi ka call aa gaya. Vicky ne Ayesha ko ishaare se kaha ki wo sab Amritsar jaayenge aur tum is baat ko apne parents ko akele mein samjhana. Ye aisee cheez thee ki phone pe naa samajh aati na samjhayi ja sakti thee.

Aamir khush tha ki isee bahane Amritsar jaayega. Agle din sab tayaar hokar chal pade. Hansi mazaak aur ek nayi aazaadi mein pata hee nahin chala samay kaise beet gaya. Amritsar ki Lawrence Road ke us shaandaar ghar mein Ayesha ke ammi aur abbu rehtey thhey. Unhone Vicky ko pahechan liya aur phir Heena aur Aamir se miley. Sabne khaana khaya aur phir shuru hui main baat.

Ayesha – ammi…. Abbu…. aapse zaroori baat karni hai

Abbu – bolo

Ayesha – waada karen ki naraaz nahin honge aur poori baat sunenge

Ammi – bol toh sahi

Ayesha ne phir us din ki ladaayi ki baat batayi aur kaise Mohd aur Imran mil gaye thhey. Poori baat batayi phone pe message, call record sab.

Ammi – . Vicky tune sabko maar diya

Vicky – ji

Abbu – bahut jaan hai

Vicky – uncle gareebi dekhi hai

Abbu – ghar mein kaun kaun tha

Vicky – hmmmmm sab details dikha deta hoon

Vicky ko andaaza tha ki Ayesha ke parents itni asaani se nahin maanenge, to wo sab details lekar aaya tha, apne parents ke office id cards, family photos, uske school details.

Vicky – aap chaho toh main apne doston ke parents jo government mein senior officers hain unse baat karwa sakta hoon

Abbu –uski zaroorat nahin hai.

Ammi – aagey kya?

Ayesha – ammi abhi sochungi. Par rahungi wahin.

Abbu – hmmmmm

Vicky – abhi aaraam karte hain aur kal Amritsar ghoomne chalenge.

Aamir – haan Vicky bhaiya

Ayesha ke abbu pareshan thhey – jaayaz bhi tha. Pareshani is baat ki nahin thee ki Ayesha ne talaak de diya ya phir wo kuchh time ke liye shaadi nahin karna chahati, but is baat ki thee ki Mohd jaisa ladka, jisne itni jaanch padtaal aur jaan pehchaan mein shaadi karwayi wo aisa nikla. Mohd, Ayesha ke abbu ki taraf se rishtedaari mein tha. Ab cheez aisee thee ki baat ko raaz rakhna tha. Ab story yahin banani thee ki dono mein nahin banti thee, gussa tha…wagarah wagarah

Aamir soya pada tha aur Heena aur Ayesha market gaye hue thhey. Ghar mein bache to Vicky aur Ayesha ki ammi.

Ammi – Vicky shukriya

Vicky – aap aisa mat kahiye

Ammi – tune maut se bachaya hai

Vicky – pata nahin inhone bachaya mujhe ya maine, bas bach gaye

Vicky – waise shukriya toh mujhe aap ka karna chahiye

Ammi – wo kyon

Vicky – wo isliye madam ki aap itni haseen hain tabhi Ayesha ji itni haseen huin

Ammi – oye…hmmmm….bahut tareef karta hai

Vicky – haan par sachhi waali

Ammi muskurati hai “badmaash”

Vicky – aapki love marriage hui thee ya arranged

Ammi – love marriage thee

Vicky – line lagi hui hogi aapke peeche toh

Ammi – ha ha ha….proposals toh bahut aate thhey

Vicky – Ayesha memsaab kahe rahi theen ki uncle ko ab kuchh saalon se kaafi high sugar ho gayi hai

Ammi – haan ye kanjri bimaari bahut gandi hai..khokhla kar deti hai

Vicky – hmmmm aap sahi kahe rahi hain, stamina bhi chala jaata hai

Vicky – aapki taang kaisee hai ab

Ammi – bahut behtar hai

Vicky – ek baat poochun…naughty waali

Ammi – (hansti hai) badmaash …pooch

Vicky – Delhi wala doctor male tha ya female

Ammi – aadmi tha

Vicky – phir toh khoob check up karta hoga, haath laga laga ke

Ammi – haan ..par tujhe kaise…

Vicky – aunty aap itni hot ho, kaun mauka chhodega

Ammi – ha ha ha…baat toh sach hai

Vicky – main bhi check kar lun lage haath… ha ha ha

Ammi – zaroor…ha ha ha

Ammi – chaaye piyega

Vicky – doodh piyunga, yahan pe toh pure hoga.

Ammi – theek tu doodh pi, main laati hoon

Ayesha ki ammi doodh laati hai. “ye le”

Vicky – taaza hee hoga (kahete kahete uske mummo ko taad leta hai)

Ammi – bilkul taaza hai …..Vicky (wo notice kar leti hai)…. Teri maa ki umr ki hoon

Vicky – par maa nahin ho aur bahut haseen bhi ho

Ammi – chup…waise haseen toh hoon

Vicky – agar bura laga toh main chalta hoon

Ammi – chup kar …baith ja

Vicky – baith gaya par nazar wahan jaayegi

Ammi – Doodh pee chup chaap

Vicky muskuraata hai aur Ayesha ki ammi bhi.

Vicky – aapka naam

Ammi – Zainab

Vicky – hmmm Zainab…

Ammi – Vicky ek help kar de

Vicky – hukum

Ammi – upar store mein kuchh saaman hai, zara help kar de

Vicky – ji chalo

Ammi – chal aa

Zainab chaabi lekar upar chal rahi hoti hai aur peeche peeche Vicky us sundar nazaare ko dekh raha hota hai. Zainab ki chaal mein alag he lachak thee aaj, kulhe khuchh zyada matak rahe thhey high heel ki chappal mei. Tarbooz ki do badi badi faanke aapas mein jee bhar ke ragad rahi theen. Zainab bhi jaanti thee ki uski vishal gaand kya kaher dhaa rahi hogi Vicky par.

Darwaza khulta hai, wo andar jaati hai aur kuchh dekhne lagti hai, Vicky ko ishaare se kaheti hai ki aage ki taraf jaaye. Store mein jagah kam thee isliye Vicky bach ke jaa raha tha, uski peeth deewar ki taraf thee aur front Zainab ke pichhwaade ki or hota hai aur Vicky ka lund kadak ho chuka hota hai. Kis ka na hota. Itni der se wo sexy Zainab se saath flirt kar raha tha. Zainab ko sahi mane mein dhyan nahin raha ki Vicky kahan pe hai aur wo kuchh neeche dekhne ke liye jhuki aur uski vishal gand peeche ki or ho gayi aur achanak dono Vicky aur Zainab ki saanse ruk gayin. Zainab ne patli si salwar paheni thee aur Vicky ne patla se lower aur achaanak hee Zainab ki nitambhon ki daraar mein wo vishal lund atak gaya. Dono ko samajh nahin aaya ki kya karen.

Ek baar toh Zainab ki aankhen band ho gayi “, kitna mota aur bada lag raha hai. Dekhne mein toh Vicky chhota sa hai”

Samay tham sa gaya. Koyi nahin jaanta tha ki kya karen, mast gaand ko dekh lund ka mood ban gaya aur anayas hee wo hilne laga. Daraar mein fansa lund upar neeche ho raha tha aur Zainab ki aankhe badi se gulaabi honay ki or agrasar theen. Aise mein naa jaane kaise Ayesha ki awaaz aayi “kahan ho ammi” aur jaise pause kari hui film aage badhti hai, dono alag ho gaye. Usne Vicky ki or dekha, Vicky ne sar jhuka liya aur mud gaya.

Zainab wahi se boli “ Aa rahi hoon Ayesha, Vicky se thoda kaam karwa rahi hoon”

Ayesha – achha ammi

Vicky ko batakar wo neeche aa gayi par ek jhalak lower mein qaid lund ki bhi le aayi. Agar aur thoda der Zainab jaisi kheli khayi aurat ko mauka mil jata to Vicky ka lund wo apni pyaasi chut mei le chuki hoti. Idhar Vicky ne bhi kaam kar diya aur neeche aa gaya. Sab milke baatein karte rahe aur agle din ka programme banaate rahe. Vicky ne programme banaya Gobindgarh Fort, Golden Temple, Durgaina Mandir, Raam Teerth, Praahwan da dhaba aur Wagah jaane ka. Wo sab musalim thhey aur phir bhi ek bhi musslim site nahin thee route mein. Aamir, Heena aur Ayesha ko koi farak nahin tha, sachhai wo jaante thhey. Zainab ko bhi tension nahin thee bas Ayesha ke baap ko ajeeb laga par wo chup raha.
 

Agle din subah subah Golden Temple, Durgaina Mandir aur Fort nipta diye gaye. Golden temple ke paas hee hai dhaba aur sabne wahan khoob dat ke lunch kiya aur phir daud padi faujen Ram Tirath ki taraf. Ayesha ka baap nahin gaya tha par Zainab saath thee. Sab inko dekh rahe thhey, teensexy aurten, 1 ladka aur ek young aadmi chhoti height ka. Vicky bhi ladka sa hi lagta tha. Teeno aurate khoob taiyar hoke nikli theen… fashionable salwar suit… aankho pe kaale goggles… pairo mein high pencil heels ke sandals chunniya sir pe lapeti hui thi…. Zainab notice kar rahi thee ki kaise Ayesha aur Heena Vicky ki har baat maan rahi thee aur uske paas rahekar khush theen.

Beech mein dono saath thhey toh Zainab se Vicky ne kaha

Vicky – kal ke liye sorry

Zainab – kal kya hua tha

Vicky – wo store waali baat

Zainab – arrey bhool jaao

Vicky – bhoola hee toh nahin jaata

Zainab – hmmmm

Vicky – nazaara hee itna pyara tha ki main tight ho gaya

Zainab – shhhh chup

Vicky –mera koi kusoor nahin hai

Zainab – haan haan ye bhi meri galti hai

Dono muskuraate hain aur phir sab aa jaate hain. Wagah border pe khoob chilla chilla kar gala bitha lete hain aur waapsi mein GT Road pe bani Haweli mein kuchh khaa lete hain. Ghar pahunchte pahunchte raat ho jaati hai par ye log phir ek chakkar Prahwaan de dhaabe ka maarne chale jaate hain. Uske Amritsari Kulche lajawaab thhey. Phir aage ek dukaan pe desi ghee ki jalebiyan wagarh. Dil bhar ke khaya sabne. Is baar toh Ayesha ke abbu bhi saath thhey aur unko bhi mazaa aa raha tha ki unki beti aur dost kaise enjoy kar rahe hain.