Vicky Aur Memsaabs – Update 8 | Adultery Sex Story

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.
 

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.

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.

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

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