Nice updateEpisode no 14 - Rohan ki fight
previous --- Rohan aur Maya shop ke corner mein khade hain, dono ke dil mein guilt aur confusion ka toofan chal raha hai.
Rohan ko lagta hai ki shayad yeh hug, yeh baat-cheet, sab kuch thik kar degi. Woh Maya ke kandhe pe haath rakhta hai,
aur usse dheere se apni baahon mein le leta hai, ek soft, hug karta h .
“Maya, sab thik ho jayega, bahan… hum dono saath mein isse face karenge,”
Rohan whispers, uski awaaz mein ek chhoti si ummeed aur pyar.
Maya bhi uske seene pe sar rakhti hai, thodi si shanti ke liye, par uske dil mein abhi bhi woh sapne ka guilt aur sharam ghoom raha hai.
Tabhi, ek group of boys and girls — shayad college ke students / taporis the —
unke paas se guzarte hain, aur ek ladka zor se chilla ke bolta hai, apni gang ke saath hass kar.
“Dekho inhe!
Yahan bhi chain nahi hai! Kahi bhi shuru ho jate hain yeh log!
Jo karna hai ghar mein karo, yaha kya randpana dikha rahe ho?”
oor agar jyada garmi h to mere pas bhej do dono ko hi jabardas chodege hahaha hahaha haaaa -
Group ke baaki log bhi hanste hain, ek ladki bolti hai, “, kitni bhookh h bechara mita nhi paa rha , hamare londe mitae kyaaa ?”
aur doosra ladka add karta hai, “ me tohh kahata hu , 1 raat ke lie hi bhej de dobara mll me nhi aa paegi chl kar”
Maya yeh sunte hi freeze ho jati hai. Uske kaan laal ho jate hain, aur uska dil sharam aur guilt se doob jata hai.
Woh Rohan ke hug se jhatke se alag hoti hai, uski aankhein aansuon se bhar jati hain, aur woh foot foot ke rone lagti hai.
maya : “Rohan… yeh… yeh sab meri galti hai!
Main… main tujhse kabhi baat nahi karungi!
Kabhi mat milna mujhse!” Woh apna chehra haathon se chhupati hai,
aur shop se bhaagti hui bahar nikal jati hai, apne ghar ki taraf,
roti hui aur sharam se doobi hui. “Main kaisi ladki hoon? Sab mujhe aise hi dekhenge ab!”
-- she cries to herself, uske dil mein woh sapne ka guilt aur ab yeh public sharmindagi ek saath milke usse to’d deti hai.
Rohan Maya ko bhaagte hue dekhta hai, uska chehra sad aur guilty hai,
par jab woh uss group ki taraf palatata hai, uski aankhon mein aag si bhadak rhi hoti hai.
Woh ladke abhi bhi hass rahe hain, ek bolta hai, “Arre, iski bahan h , hahahaa voo toh ro ke bhaag gayi!”
aur doosra add karta hai, “Bhaiiii,kyaaa , hahaha are ye toh bhai - bahan kaa romance tha ,
tu bhi kya , bro - jab bahan chod banana hi h to yaha mall me kyu laya club leke jata!
Rohan ke haathon ki muthi tight ho jati hai, uska chehra gusse se laal hai,
par aankhon mein ek sadness bhi hai — Maya ke aansoo aur uski kahi hui baat -
“ bhaaii , kabhi mat milna” uske dil pe chhuri si chala rahi hai.
Rohan -
“Tum logon ki himmat kaise hui meri bahan ke bare mein aise bolne ki?
Tumhe kya lagta hai, tum kisi ke rishte pe comment karoge aur main chup rahunga?”
Usne ek ladke ka collar pakada or ek hi baar me use utha ke ulta patak di , jo group ka sabse jyada bol rha tha.
Rohan ka gussa ab control ke bahar hai. Uske dil mein Maya ke aansoo, uski sharam, aur apna guilt sab mix ho chuka tha.
Group ke baaki log shock mein hain, par do ladke aage badhte hain, Rohan ko rokne ke liye.
Guy 1 (gusse se ):- “Abe, tu kya hero ban raha hai?
Ek ladki ke liye itna drama?”
Rohan ka sad face abhi bhi visible hai, uski aankhein thodi numb hain, par uska gussa usse rukne nahi de raha.
“Yeh ladki meri bahan hai, aur tumne usse rula diya!”
he roars, aur us ladke ke per me per martse hi vo gir jata h or fir rohan muh pe seedha mukka maar deta hai.
itne me kai sare log unki vedio banane lagte h - lekin rohan ka gussa mano thamne ka name nhi ... vo ab kisi baat ki parvaah na karte hue
tisre ldke ke muh pe laat se marta h sab usko marne ke le aa toh rhe the lekin koi bamaar nhi paa rha tha ...
vo tesra ladka bhi Ladka peeche girta hai, uska naak se khoon nikalne lagta hai.
mall mein bheed ikatthi ho jati hai, log chilla rahe hain, par Rohan ko kuch sunai nahi de raha tha .
Uske dimaag mein bas Maya ka rona aur woh “kabhi mat milna” wali baat ghoom rahi hai.
fir ek ladki usko lohe ki rod se uske sar par marti h oor rohan is baar gir padta h
uska chara khoon se lat pat ho jata h - or ankho band hone lagti h, jese ab is rod se usme jaan hi na bachi hoo
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lekin usko uske kano me fir ek awaz sunai deti h bhiyaaaa , uthoooooo bhiyaaaaa
ab Ek ladki Rohan ke peeche se usse marne ki koshish karti hai, par Rohan jhatke se palat ta hai aur uske muh par ghutno se maarta hai.
rohan achanak se utha sab shooked ho jate h ye kya hua ye to hame laga tha mar hi gya hoga sar me jo rod lagi thi .
“Tum logon ko sharam nahi aati?
Public mein kisi ke rishte pe bolte ho?” he shouts, aur teesri ladka jo usse pichhe se marne aata hai,
uska haath pakad ke maya usse shop ke counter pe patak deti hai. Counter pe kuch kapde gir jate hain, aur shop manager csirf dono ko dekh rha hota h jese movie chal rhi hoo , or tali bajata h
lekin maya ka gym jana ab kaam ata h , maya kuchh nhi dekhati vo uske muh ko tod deti , h itne mukke marti h , rohan bolta h chhod maya , mar jaega vo .
Group ki ek ladki, jo pehle hans rahi thi, ab darr ke mare chillati hai, “Bas karo, plzzz plzzz! Sorry bhaii maaf kardoooo plzzzz !” Par Rohan ka gussa abhi bhi thanda nahi hua.
Woh uss pehle ladke ko, jo collar pakda tha, uthata hai aur uske chehre ke saamne bolta hai, uski awaaz mein sadness aur gussa dono.
Rohan :
“Tumhe kya lagta hai, tum meri bahan ko aise bolke nikal jaoge?
Uske aansoo tumhari wajah se nikle, aur main yeh bardasht nahi karunga!”
Woh ladki ko ek aur mukka maarta hai, aur ldki zameen pe gir ke haath jodti hai, “Bhai, galti ho gayi, maaf kar de!” plzzz bhaii
Rohan rukta hai, uski saans tezi se chal rahi hai, uska chehra abhi bhi sad hai. Woh peeche hat-ta hai, aur dekhta hai ki group ke log ab darr ke mare chup hain.
Woh apne haathon ko dekhta hai, jisme thodi si khoon ki chhintein lagi hain, aur uska dil doob jata hai.
“Maya… maya ki oor dekhate hue , yeh sab koi meri bahan ko bol ke dikhae ,
usko rula ke dikhae chillta hue pure moll me awaz goozati h
maya dekh , babyyy rote hue dono ek doosre ko dekh rhe hote h oor maya bina kuchh kahe fir se nikal jati h .
Maya ghar pahunchti hai, roti hui apne room mein band ho jati hai. Woh bed pe leti hai, pillow ko tightly hug karti hai, aur sochti hai,
“Yeh sab meri galti hai… maine uss raat kyun woh baatein ki? Kyun woh sapna dekha?
Ab log mujhe aise hi dekhenge… aur Rohan?
Uske phone pe Rohan ke missed calls aate hain, par woh uthati nahi. “Mujhse kabhi baat mat karna,” usne kaha tha, par ab uska dil ussi ke saath rehna chahta hai. Guilt aur sharam usse kha rahi hai, aur woh sochti hai, “Kya main usse kabhi face kar paungi?”
Rohan shop ke bahar khada hai, uske haathon mein abhi bhi thodi si dard hai,
par uska dil Maya ke aansuon se zyada dard mein hai.
Woh fir se phone nikalta hai, Maya ko call karta hai, par koi jawab nahi milta.
“Maya, tu kyun nahi samajh rahi? Main tujhe protect karna chahta hoon…
par yeh guilt mujhe bhi kha raha hai,” he mutters, aur apni bike pe baith ke ghar ki taraf nikal jata hai.
Uske dimaag mein Maya ka rona, woh group ka mazaak, aur apna gussa sab mix ho chuka hai.
“Main usse kaise samjhaun ki yeh sab ek galti thi… par hum ek dusre ke bina nahi reh sakte?” , uski aankhein thodi si geeli hote hue.
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Episode no 15 - Maya ka Dil aur Badan me aagg 
apne bhai ki jaan, Maya ghar pahunchte hi bathroom mein ghus jati hai,
shower chalu karti hai,
aur garam pani ke neeche khadi ho jati hai.
Pani uske nange jism pe girta hai, par uske aansoo usse bhi tez beh rahe hain. 
“Rohan… uska chehra… khoon se lathpath,” uski ankho me voh sabun ko hath me itne zor se pakadti h apni ungliyon se dabate hue ,
ki uska dil sabun ke jese toot jata hai—woh ladkon ka mazaak, Rohan ka gussa, aur uska “kabhi mat milna” bolke bhagna.
Par jaise hi pani uski chhuchiyon aur kamar pe slide karta hai, usse Rohan ka cute, thodi si sexy baalon wala chehra yaad aata hai—woh naughty smile, woh intense aankhein jo usse hamesha sharma deti thi. 
Par aaj uski yaad mein ek alag si aag hai. Woh sochti hai uss raat ke sapne ki—Rohan ka lund, uska dildo, aur woh wild dirty bateen .
“Main kaisi behan hoon, bhiyaaaaahhhh? Maine apke bare mein aisa kyun sapnaaa dekhaa?”
bahan dhire se bolti h or pani uske hothoon se fisal rha hota h face par girte hue ,
, par uska badan uski baaton se jhakjhoor kar shrmshaar kar raha hai.
Uski chut mein ek garmi si daud jati hai, aur woh apne haathon ko apni thighs pe slide karti hai,
sochati h bhai ki ungaliaa. “Uff, bhaiyaaa, tu mujhe pagal kar deta hai,”
she moans softly, sharam aur desire ka toofan uske andar lad raha hai.
apne aap ko control kartu hui .
Shower band karte hi, Maya towel chhodti hai aur mirror ke saamne nangi khadi hoti hai.
Woh apne jism ko dekhti hai, aur uske tattoos pe nazar padti hai—
Rohan ke haathon ka jadoo. Sabse pehle uski chhuchiyon ke beech ka tattoo—
ek chhota sa, curvy design jo Rohan ne itni nazakat se banaya tha.
Usne us din kaha tha, “Maya, yeh tujhpe bilkul perfect hai, baby.”
Uske haathon ka touch, uski saans ka garam ehsaas—ab woh yaad aati hai, aur Maya ke nipples tight ho jate hain,
sharam se aur thodi si chul se.
Phir woh apni chhuchiyon ke upar ka tattoos dekhti hai—dono taraf ek matching butterfly design, jo Rohan ne dhire-dhire inked kiya tha.
“Thodi si dard hogi, pari, par tu toh meri strong girl hai na?”
usne kaha tha, aur Maya ne sharma ke aankhein band kar li thi.
Ab woh apni ungliyon se butterflies trace karti hai, imagining Rohan’s fingers instead, aur uska dil zor se dhadakta hai.
“Haye, bhiyaaaaaaaahhhhh, yeh sab apneee mere liye kiya… aur maine usse baat nhi ki ?”
Aakhir mein, woh apne lower back ka tattoo dekhti hai—
ek bold, design jo uski kamar ke neeche, almost uski gand ke paas tak jata hai.
Rohan ne banate waqt kaha tha, “Yeh tera wild side hai, Maya… sirf me hi yaha bana sakta hu” Usne uski kamar pe haath rakha tha,
aur Maya ko laga tha jaise current daud gaya ho.
Ab woh mirror mein apni matakti gand dekhti hai, ek haath se usse chhuti hai, aur sochti hai,
“bhiyaa ne bola thaa , yeh sab tujhe yaad dilayega ki main kitna hoonhaaar hoon.”
Maya ka dil bhar aata hai. “aapne ne mere liye itna kiya,bhaaiiiiii
she murmurs, apne aansoo pochti hui. “Usne mere tattoos banaye, meri har baat maani, mujhe protect kiya…
aur maine uske saath itni jaattti kiiiii haaayyy. goooooddd,
Par uska badan abhi bhi use toood raha hai—uski chut mein woh garmi, uski kamar ka lahraana, sab Rohan ke liye chilla raha hai.
“Main usse sorry bolungi, par usse yeh bhi dikhana hai ki main apne bhaiii ki bahan hoon… aur shayad thodi si chinta bhic choodni hogi,”
or masti toh har bhai bahan me hoti h sharam ke saath ek chhoti si smile.
Woh faisla leti hai: “Jo Rohan bolega, main karungi. Main usse jo vo bolega me voh karungi or uski har baat ke liye taiyar hoon,
, kyunki aazzaaad or khule khayalon ke bina yeh jism adhura hai.” Yeh soch ke uska dil thoda halka hota hai,
aur woh apne aap ko apne bhaii ko puri tarah sopnee ka plan banati hai. “Main usse aisi dikhungi ki woh sab bhool jayega—guilt, gussa, sab kuch,” she thinks,
ek naughty smile ke saath mirror mein.
Maya apne wardrobe ke paas jati hai aur ek killer outfit chunti hai—ek slinky black dress,
itna tight ki uski har curve chillati hai, “Rohan, mujhe chhoo!”
Dress ka neckline itna deep hai ki uski chhuchiyon ke beech ka rose tattoo jhaakata hai,
aur backless design uski nukili tattoo ko pura show-off karta hai. Hemline chhoti hai, jab woh chalti hai toh uski inner thighs ke tattoos bhi thodi si jhalak dete hain.
“Yeh dress, bhaii, Rohan ko maaaf karne par mazboor kar degi sochate hue ,”
she purrs, apni laharati kamar ko mirror mein dekhte hue.
Phir woh lingerie drawer kholti hai aur ek lacy black set chunti hai—bra itni sheer ki uske nipples thodi si dikhayi dete hain,
aur panty ek chhoti si thong jo uski matakti gand ko perfectly highlight karti hai.
Bathroom mein wapas jati hai, Maya apne bagal ke baal razor se carefully shave karti hai,
taaki skin ekdum silky smooth ho. “Yeh smoothness, , she thinks, razor ko dheere-dheere chalate hue.
Phir woh jasmine aur rose scented lotion lagati hai, apni kamar, chhuchiyon, aur thighs pe,
Uski ungliyan apni chut ke paas thodi si slide karti hain, aur woh moan karti hai, “Uff, bhaiyaaa, lagata h yahan
Makeup ke liye, woh apne vanity pe baithti hai.
Foundation aur concealer se uska chehra flawless ho jata hai,
phir thodi si pink blush uske gaalon pe, taaki woh ek fresh, horny glow de. Aankhon ke liye, woh smoky eyeshadow
—black aur silver ka mix
—lagati hai, jo uski aankhon ko ek seductive depth deta hai.
Kohl se perfect winged eyeliner, aur mascara se lashes itni long ki Rohan ke dil pe chhuri chalaye.
Ab honthon ki baari.
Woh ek glossy red lipstick chunti hai, jo uski dress se match karta hai.
Lipstick lagate waqt woh mirror mein dekhti hai, apne honthon ko pout karti hai, aur sochti hai,
“bhiyaaaa, yeh lips kitne achhe lag rhe h , aap yaha hote to batate kese lag rhe h
Woh dheere se lipstick lagati hai, phir ek tissue se dab karti hai, taaki perfect shine rahe.Baalon ke liye, woh blow-dry karti hai, thodi si volume ke liye, aur phir curling iron se loose, sexy waves banati hai. Baalon ko ek taraf se shoulder pe girne deti hai,
taaki uska neck aur tattooed shoulder expose ho.
Aakhir mein, woh apna favorite perfume—jasmine, rose, aur thodi si musk—spray karti hai.
Woh perfume apne wrists, neck, chhuchiyon ke beech, aur thodi si apni inner thighs pe lagati hai,
sochti hai, “bhiyaa, yeh scent tujhe meri taraf kheenchega.”
Maya apne full-length mirror ke saamne khadi hoti hai, aur apne aap ko dekhti hai.
Black dress uski chhuchiyon ko tightly hug karta hai, rose tattoo ko thoda sa reveal karta hai.
Uski laharati kamar dress ke saath move karti hai, aur jab woh thodi si apne ap ko jhukati hai, uski matakti gand dress ke neeche ek perfect bump banati hai.
Uski smoky aankhein, red lips, aur wavy baal usse ek walking fantasy banate hain.
Woh apne hips uchhaalti hai, ek seductive walk practice karti hai,
ye kyaa. hahaha. main toh khud ko dekh ke garam ho rahi hoon,” hahahaaa
par uska dil bolta hai, “bhiyaaa, yeh sab tere liye hai… main taiyar hoon, bhaiyaaa.”
Woh ek haath se apni chut ke paas thodi si touch karti hai, feeling the heat, aur sochti hai, “Aaj main usse sorry bhi bolungi, aur usse manaungi dikhayungi ki kese nhi manta ...
Woh ek deep breath leti hai, apna purse uthati hai, aur ghar se nikalti hai, dil mein guilt, pyar, aur ek wild desire ka toofan.
bhiyaaaa me aa rhi hooonnnn..........
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Episode no 15 - Maya ka Dil aur Badan me aagg
apne bhai ki jaan, Maya ghar pahunchte hi bathroom mein ghus jati hai,
shower chalu karti hai,
aur garam pani ke neeche khadi ho jati hai.
Pani uske nange jism pe girta hai, par uske aansoo usse bhi tez beh rahe hain.
“Rohan… uska chehra… khoon se lathpath,” uski ankho me voh sabun ko hath me itne zor se pakadti h apni ungliyon se dabate hue ,
ki uska dil sabun ke jese toot jata hai—woh ladkon ka mazaak, Rohan ka gussa, aur uska “kabhi mat milna” bolke bhagna.
Par jaise hi pani uski chhuchiyon aur kamar pe slide karta hai, usse Rohan ka cute, thodi si sexy baalon wala chehra yaad aata hai—woh naughty smile, woh intense aankhein jo usse hamesha sharma deti thi.
Par aaj uski yaad mein ek alag si aag hai. Woh sochti hai uss raat ke sapne ki—Rohan ka lund, uska dildo, aur woh wild dirty bateen .
“Main kaisi behan hoon, bhiyaaaaahhhh? Maine apke bare mein aisa kyun sapnaaa dekhaa?”
bahan dhire se bolti h or pani uske hothoon se fisal rha hota h face par girte hue ,
, par uska badan uski baaton se jhakjhoor kar shrmshaar kar raha hai.
Uski chut mein ek garmi si daud jati hai, aur woh apne haathon ko apni thighs pe slide karti hai,
sochati h bhai ki ungaliaa. “Uff, bhaiyaaa, tu mujhe pagal kar deta hai,”
she moans softly, sharam aur desire ka toofan uske andar lad raha hai.
apne aap ko control kartu hui .
Shower band karte hi, Maya towel chhodti hai aur mirror ke saamne nangi khadi hoti hai.
Woh apne jism ko dekhti hai, aur uske tattoos pe nazar padti hai—
Rohan ke haathon ka jadoo. Sabse pehle uski chhuchiyon ke beech ka tattoo—
ek chhota sa, curvy design jo Rohan ne itni nazakat se banaya tha.
Usne us din kaha tha, “Maya, yeh tujhpe bilkul perfect hai, baby.”
Uske haathon ka touch, uski saans ka garam ehsaas—ab woh yaad aati hai, aur Maya ke nipples tight ho jate hain,
sharam se aur thodi si chul se.
Phir woh apni chhuchiyon ke upar ka tattoos dekhti hai—dono taraf ek matching butterfly design, jo Rohan ne dhire-dhire inked kiya tha.
“Thodi si dard hogi, pari, par tu toh meri strong girl hai na?”
usne kaha tha, aur Maya ne sharma ke aankhein band kar li thi.
Ab woh apni ungliyon se butterflies trace karti hai, imagining Rohan’s fingers instead, aur uska dil zor se dhadakta hai.
“Haye, bhiyaaaaaaaahhhhh, yeh sab apneee mere liye kiya… aur maine usse baat nhi ki ?”
Aakhir mein, woh apne lower back ka tattoo dekhti hai—
ek bold, design jo uski kamar ke neeche, almost uski gand ke paas tak jata hai.
Rohan ne banate waqt kaha tha, “Yeh tera wild side hai, Maya… sirf me hi yaha bana sakta hu” Usne uski kamar pe haath rakha tha,
aur Maya ko laga tha jaise current daud gaya ho.
Ab woh mirror mein apni matakti gand dekhti hai, ek haath se usse chhuti hai, aur sochti hai,
“bhiyaa ne bola thaa , yeh sab tujhe yaad dilayega ki main kitna hoonhaaar hoon.”
Maya ka dil bhar aata hai. “aapne ne mere liye itna kiya,bhaaiiiiii
she murmurs, apne aansoo pochti hui. “Usne mere tattoos banaye, meri har baat maani, mujhe protect kiya…
aur maine uske saath itni jaattti kiiiii haaayyy. goooooddd,
Par uska badan abhi bhi use toood raha hai—uski chut mein woh garmi, uski kamar ka lahraana, sab Rohan ke liye chilla raha hai.
“Main usse sorry bolungi, par usse yeh bhi dikhana hai ki main apne bhaiii ki bahan hoon… aur shayad thodi si chinta bhic choodni hogi,”
or masti toh har bhai bahan me hoti h sharam ke saath ek chhoti si smile.
Woh faisla leti hai: “Jo Rohan bolega, main karungi. Main usse jo vo bolega me voh karungi or uski har baat ke liye taiyar hoon,
, kyunki aazzaaad or khule khayalon ke bina yeh jism adhura hai.” Yeh soch ke uska dil thoda halka hota hai,
aur woh apne aap ko apne bhaii ko puri tarah sopnee ka plan banati hai. “Main usse aisi dikhungi ki woh sab bhool jayega—guilt, gussa, sab kuch,” she thinks,
ek naughty smile ke saath mirror mein.
Maya apne wardrobe ke paas jati hai aur ek killer outfit chunti hai—ek slinky black dress,
itna tight ki uski har curve chillati hai, “Rohan, mujhe chhoo!”
Dress ka neckline itna deep hai ki uski chhuchiyon ke beech ka rose tattoo jhaakata hai,
aur backless design uski nukili tattoo ko pura show-off karta hai. Hemline chhoti hai, jab woh chalti hai toh uski inner thighs ke tattoos bhi thodi si jhalak dete hain.
“Yeh dress, bhaii, Rohan ko maaaf karne par mazboor kar degi sochate hue ,”
she purrs, apni laharati kamar ko mirror mein dekhte hue.
Phir woh lingerie drawer kholti hai aur ek lacy black set chunti hai—bra itni sheer ki uske nipples thodi si dikhayi dete hain,
aur panty ek chhoti si thong jo uski matakti gand ko perfectly highlight karti hai.
Bathroom mein wapas jati hai, Maya apne bagal ke baal razor se carefully shave karti hai,
taaki skin ekdum silky smooth ho. “Yeh smoothness, , she thinks, razor ko dheere-dheere chalate hue.
Phir woh jasmine aur rose scented lotion lagati hai, apni kamar, chhuchiyon, aur thighs pe,
Uski ungliyan apni chut ke paas thodi si slide karti hain, aur woh moan karti hai, “Uff, bhaiyaaa, lagata h yahan
Makeup ke liye, woh apne vanity pe baithti hai.
Foundation aur concealer se uska chehra flawless ho jata hai,
phir thodi si pink blush uske gaalon pe, taaki woh ek fresh, horny glow de. Aankhon ke liye, woh smoky eyeshadow
—black aur silver ka mix
—lagati hai, jo uski aankhon ko ek seductive depth deta hai.
Kohl se perfect winged eyeliner, aur mascara se lashes itni long ki Rohan ke dil pe chhuri chalaye.
Ab honthon ki baari.
Woh ek glossy red lipstick chunti hai, jo uski dress se match karta hai.
Lipstick lagate waqt woh mirror mein dekhti hai, apne honthon ko pout karti hai, aur sochti hai,
“bhiyaaaa, yeh lips kitne achhe lag rhe h , aap yaha hote to batate kese lag rhe h
Baalon ke liye, woh blow-dry karti hai, thodi si volume ke liye, aur phir curling iron se loose, sexy waves banati hai. Baalon ko ek taraf se shoulder pe girne deti hai,
taaki uska neck aur tattooed shoulder expose ho.
Aakhir mein, woh apna favorite perfume—jasmine, rose, aur thodi si musk—spray karti hai.
Woh perfume apne wrists, neck, chhuchiyon ke beech, aur thodi si apni inner thighs pe lagati hai,
sochti hai, “bhiyaa, yeh scent tujhe meri taraf kheenchega.”
Maya apne full-length mirror ke saamne khadi hoti hai, aur apne aap ko dekhti hai.
Black dress uski chhuchiyon ko tightly hug karta hai, rose tattoo ko thoda sa reveal karta hai.
Uski laharati kamar dress ke saath move karti hai, aur jab woh thodi si apne ap ko jhukati hai, uski matakti gand dress ke neeche ek perfect bump banati hai.
Uski smoky aankhein, red lips, aur wavy baal usse ek walking fantasy banate hain.
Woh apne hips uchhaalti hai, ek seductive walk practice karti hai,
ye kyaa. hahaha. main toh khud ko dekh ke garam ho rahi hoon,” hahahaaa
par uska dil bolta hai, “bhiyaaa, yeh sab tere liye hai… main taiyar hoon, bhaiyaaa.”
Woh ek haath se apni chut ke paas thodi si touch karti hai, feeling the heat, aur sochti hai, “Aaj main usse sorry bhi bolungi, aur usse manaungi dikhayungi ki kese nhi manta ...
Woh ek deep breath leti hai, apna purse uthati hai, aur ghar se nikalti hai, dil mein guilt, pyar, aur ek wild desire ka toofan.
bhiyaaaa me aa rhi hooonnnn..........
Jitna sajegi utna hi jayada jabarjast bajegiEpisode no 15 - Maya ka Dil aur Badan me aagg
apne bhai ki jaan, Maya ghar pahunchte hi bathroom mein ghus jati hai,
shower chalu karti hai,
aur garam pani ke neeche khadi ho jati hai.
Pani uske nange jism pe girta hai, par uske aansoo usse bhi tez beh rahe hain.
“Rohan… uska chehra… khoon se lathpath,” uski ankho me voh sabun ko hath me itne zor se pakadti h apni ungliyon se dabate hue ,
ki uska dil sabun ke jese toot jata hai—woh ladkon ka mazaak, Rohan ka gussa, aur uska “kabhi mat milna” bolke bhagna.
Par jaise hi pani uski chhuchiyon aur kamar pe slide karta hai, usse Rohan ka cute, thodi si sexy baalon wala chehra yaad aata hai—woh naughty smile, woh intense aankhein jo usse hamesha sharma deti thi.
Par aaj uski yaad mein ek alag si aag hai. Woh sochti hai uss raat ke sapne ki—Rohan ka lund, uska dildo, aur woh wild dirty bateen .
“Main kaisi behan hoon, bhiyaaaaahhhh? Maine apke bare mein aisa kyun sapnaaa dekhaa?”
bahan dhire se bolti h or pani uske hothoon se fisal rha hota h face par girte hue ,
, par uska badan uski baaton se jhakjhoor kar shrmshaar kar raha hai.
Uski chut mein ek garmi si daud jati hai, aur woh apne haathon ko apni thighs pe slide karti hai,
sochati h bhai ki ungaliaa. “Uff, bhaiyaaa, tu mujhe pagal kar deta hai,”
she moans softly, sharam aur desire ka toofan uske andar lad raha hai.
apne aap ko control kartu hui .
Shower band karte hi, Maya towel chhodti hai aur mirror ke saamne nangi khadi hoti hai.
Woh apne jism ko dekhti hai, aur uske tattoos pe nazar padti hai—
Rohan ke haathon ka jadoo. Sabse pehle uski chhuchiyon ke beech ka tattoo—
ek chhota sa, curvy design jo Rohan ne itni nazakat se banaya tha.
Usne us din kaha tha, “Maya, yeh tujhpe bilkul perfect hai, baby.”
Uske haathon ka touch, uski saans ka garam ehsaas—ab woh yaad aati hai, aur Maya ke nipples tight ho jate hain,
sharam se aur thodi si chul se.
Phir woh apni chhuchiyon ke upar ka tattoos dekhti hai—dono taraf ek matching butterfly design, jo Rohan ne dhire-dhire inked kiya tha.
“Thodi si dard hogi, pari, par tu toh meri strong girl hai na?”
usne kaha tha, aur Maya ne sharma ke aankhein band kar li thi.
Ab woh apni ungliyon se butterflies trace karti hai, imagining Rohan’s fingers instead, aur uska dil zor se dhadakta hai.
“Haye, bhiyaaaaaaaahhhhh, yeh sab apneee mere liye kiya… aur maine usse baat nhi ki ?”
Aakhir mein, woh apne lower back ka tattoo dekhti hai—
ek bold, design jo uski kamar ke neeche, almost uski gand ke paas tak jata hai.
Rohan ne banate waqt kaha tha, “Yeh tera wild side hai, Maya… sirf me hi yaha bana sakta hu” Usne uski kamar pe haath rakha tha,
aur Maya ko laga tha jaise current daud gaya ho.
Ab woh mirror mein apni matakti gand dekhti hai, ek haath se usse chhuti hai, aur sochti hai,
“bhiyaa ne bola thaa , yeh sab tujhe yaad dilayega ki main kitna hoonhaaar hoon.”
Maya ka dil bhar aata hai. “aapne ne mere liye itna kiya,bhaaiiiiii
she murmurs, apne aansoo pochti hui. “Usne mere tattoos banaye, meri har baat maani, mujhe protect kiya…
aur maine uske saath itni jaattti kiiiii haaayyy. goooooddd,
Par uska badan abhi bhi use toood raha hai—uski chut mein woh garmi, uski kamar ka lahraana, sab Rohan ke liye chilla raha hai.
“Main usse sorry bolungi, par usse yeh bhi dikhana hai ki main apne bhaiii ki bahan hoon… aur shayad thodi si chinta bhic choodni hogi,”
or masti toh har bhai bahan me hoti h sharam ke saath ek chhoti si smile.
Woh faisla leti hai: “Jo Rohan bolega, main karungi. Main usse jo vo bolega me voh karungi or uski har baat ke liye taiyar hoon,
, kyunki aazzaaad or khule khayalon ke bina yeh jism adhura hai.” Yeh soch ke uska dil thoda halka hota hai,
aur woh apne aap ko apne bhaii ko puri tarah sopnee ka plan banati hai. “Main usse aisi dikhungi ki woh sab bhool jayega—guilt, gussa, sab kuch,” she thinks,
ek naughty smile ke saath mirror mein.
Maya apne wardrobe ke paas jati hai aur ek killer outfit chunti hai—ek slinky black dress,
itna tight ki uski har curve chillati hai, “Rohan, mujhe chhoo!”
Dress ka neckline itna deep hai ki uski chhuchiyon ke beech ka rose tattoo jhaakata hai,
aur backless design uski nukili tattoo ko pura show-off karta hai. Hemline chhoti hai, jab woh chalti hai toh uski inner thighs ke tattoos bhi thodi si jhalak dete hain.
“Yeh dress, bhaii, Rohan ko maaaf karne par mazboor kar degi sochate hue ,”
she purrs, apni laharati kamar ko mirror mein dekhte hue.
Phir woh lingerie drawer kholti hai aur ek lacy black set chunti hai—bra itni sheer ki uske nipples thodi si dikhayi dete hain,
aur panty ek chhoti si thong jo uski matakti gand ko perfectly highlight karti hai.
Bathroom mein wapas jati hai, Maya apne bagal ke baal razor se carefully shave karti hai,
taaki skin ekdum silky smooth ho. “Yeh smoothness, , she thinks, razor ko dheere-dheere chalate hue.
Phir woh jasmine aur rose scented lotion lagati hai, apni kamar, chhuchiyon, aur thighs pe,
Uski ungliyan apni chut ke paas thodi si slide karti hain, aur woh moan karti hai, “Uff, bhaiyaaa, lagata h yahan
Makeup ke liye, woh apne vanity pe baithti hai.
Foundation aur concealer se uska chehra flawless ho jata hai,
phir thodi si pink blush uske gaalon pe, taaki woh ek fresh, horny glow de. Aankhon ke liye, woh smoky eyeshadow
—black aur silver ka mix
—lagati hai, jo uski aankhon ko ek seductive depth deta hai.
Kohl se perfect winged eyeliner, aur mascara se lashes itni long ki Rohan ke dil pe chhuri chalaye.
Ab honthon ki baari.
Woh ek glossy red lipstick chunti hai, jo uski dress se match karta hai.
Lipstick lagate waqt woh mirror mein dekhti hai, apne honthon ko pout karti hai, aur sochti hai,
“bhiyaaaa, yeh lips kitne achhe lag rhe h , aap yaha hote to batate kese lag rhe h
Baalon ke liye, woh blow-dry karti hai, thodi si volume ke liye, aur phir curling iron se loose, sexy waves banati hai. Baalon ko ek taraf se shoulder pe girne deti hai,
taaki uska neck aur tattooed shoulder expose ho.
Aakhir mein, woh apna favorite perfume—jasmine, rose, aur thodi si musk—spray karti hai.
Woh perfume apne wrists, neck, chhuchiyon ke beech, aur thodi si apni inner thighs pe lagati hai,
sochti hai, “bhiyaa, yeh scent tujhe meri taraf kheenchega.”
Maya apne full-length mirror ke saamne khadi hoti hai, aur apne aap ko dekhti hai.
Black dress uski chhuchiyon ko tightly hug karta hai, rose tattoo ko thoda sa reveal karta hai.
Uski laharati kamar dress ke saath move karti hai, aur jab woh thodi si apne ap ko jhukati hai, uski matakti gand dress ke neeche ek perfect bump banati hai.
Uski smoky aankhein, red lips, aur wavy baal usse ek walking fantasy banate hain.
Woh apne hips uchhaalti hai, ek seductive walk practice karti hai,
ye kyaa. hahaha. main toh khud ko dekh ke garam ho rahi hoon,” hahahaaa
par uska dil bolta hai, “bhiyaaa, yeh sab tere liye hai… main taiyar hoon, bhaiyaaa.”
Woh ek haath se apni chut ke paas thodi si touch karti hai, feeling the heat, aur sochti hai, “Aaj main usse sorry bhi bolungi, aur usse manaungi dikhayungi ki kese nhi manta ...
Woh ek deep breath leti hai, apna purse uthati hai, aur ghar se nikalti hai, dil mein guilt, pyar, aur ek wild desire ka toofan.
bhiyaaaa me aa rhi hooonnnn..........
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