Erotica MERI KAHANI (FANTASY + REAL )
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UPDATE 6
Siya ne mujhe apne tight embrace mein liya, aur kuch pal tak hum wahi broken desk ke paas, ek dusre se chipke khade rahe. Meri heartbeat abhi bhi wild thi, lekin uske touch mein ek calming safety thi — jaise uske arms mein sab kuch theek ho gaya ho.
Usne dheere se mera face apni palms mein liya, aankhon mein directly dekhte hue bola, “You’re mine, Anu. Sirf meri. Hamesha.”
Mujhe laga meri body fir se melt ho gayi — na sirf desire se, par emotion se bhi. Main bas sir hila paayi.
Siya ne mujhe ek baar fir se softly kiss kiya — is baar lips pe, slow and sensual. Koi urgency nahi thi ab. Sirf warmth aur claim.
Phir usne mujhe gently lift kiya, desk se door le jaake ek corner mein rakhe purane mats pe bitha diya. Khud bhi mere paas baith gayi, apne shirt se mujhe wrap karte hue — almost jaise cocoon bana diya ho hum dono ka.
Usne meri messy hair ko comb karte hue pucha, “Zyada hurt toh nahi hua?”
Main thoda hansi, “Thoda hua… par usse zyada… addictive tha.”
Uski aankhon mein ek satisfied glint tha. “Good. Kyunki yeh bas shuruaat thi.”
Mera dil ek baar fir se skip kar gaya.
Phir Siya ne apne backpack se ek chhota metal box nikala.
“Yeh kya hai?” maine curiosity se pucha.
Usne box khola — andar ek sleek collar tha, soft black leather ka, ek chhoti si tag ke saath jisme engraved tha: Siya’s Pet.
Meri saanse phir se rukh gayi.
“Wear it for me,” Siya ne kaha, voice mein soft command thi — firm but full of desire.
Main thoda hesitate kiya, lekin jab usne mujhe aankhon se dekha, ek possessive intensity ke saath — toh maine apna gala expose kiya, aur woh collar khud pe pehna liya.
Siya ne gently buckle kiya, aur tag ko apne fingers se touch karke softly bola, “Perfect.”
Usne mera face apne dono hands se cup kiya, aur ek aur deep kiss diya — slow, claiming, aur full of unspoken emotion.
Kuch der ke liye hum sirf waha baithe rahe — silently, breathing in each other’s presence.
Tabhi kisi door se dur ek faint knock aur voices sunayi di — students wapas aane lage the.
“Shit,” maine breathlessly kaha. “Hum pakde jaa sakte hain.”
Siya ne calm expression ke saath bola, “Don’t worry. Main hoon na.”
Usne jaldi se mujhe apne shirt mein fully wrap kiya, meri torn kurti ke jagah, aur apne hoodie se mera face partially cover kar diya.
“Bas meri peeche chalte rehna. Kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega,” usne wink kiya.
Hum quietly classroom se nikle, Siya mujhe close rakhti hui — protective, confident.
Hallway cross karte waqt, uska haath meri lower back pe tha — possessive pressure ke saath.
Aur mere andar... ek strange pride tha.
Main ab sirf Anu nahi thi. Main Siya ki thi.
Aur yeh realization mere spine mein ek aur thrilling chill bhej gaya.
ONE WEEK LATER
Campus ke baahar ek cozy rooftop café, fairy lights ke under Siya mera haath pakad ke mujhe lead kar rahi thi. Uske attire se aankh hata pana mushkil tha — black button-down shirt, sleeves rolled, tight jeans, aur uski signature confidence.
Main ne thoda makeup kiya tha, ek simple but fitted maroon dress pehni thi jo Siya ko dekhte hi uski aankhon mein ek lazy smirk le aayi.
“Tumhe aise dress mein dekhna…” usne slow tone mein kaha, “I might just skip dinner and have you instead.”
Main blush kar gayi, lekin andar ek warm thrill run kiya.
Table par hum dono sat across from each other — candles ke light mein uske eyes aur intense lag rahe the. She leaned forward, elbows on the table, voice low and playful:
“So… good girls wear panties on date night, ya mere liye koi exception hai?”
Mere haath se wine ka glass thoda hil gaya. “Siya!”
Usne hushed laugh ki, “Answer, baby.”
Main ne awkwardly aankhon mein dekha — aur softly whisper kiya, “No panties.”
Siya ne table ke niche se apna pair slide kiya mere legs ke against — aur foot mere inner thigh tak aake rest hua.
“Well done, Anu.”
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Dinner ke baad, Siya ne mujhe apne car mein bitha liya. City lights blur ho rahe the windows ke bahar, lekin mera dhyan sirf uske haath pe tha — jo steering wheel ke saath-saath kabhi kabhi mere bare thigh pe rest ho jaata.
Ek red signal pe Siya ne mujhe dekha aur bola, “Let’s take a detour.”
Usne car ek quiet hilltop road pe turn ki — jahan se city ka full view dikhta tha. Stars above, lights below.
Car park kar ke, Siya ne music low volume pe lagaya — soft, jazzy.
“Front seat boring hai,” usne kaha. “Back mein aao.”
Main peeche move ki, heart thumping.
Siya ne bhi back seat mein slide kiya, mere bilkul paas. Phir usne ek chhoti black box nikali apne bag se.
“Eyes closed, hands forward,” usne kaha — romantic tone mein, lekin ek underlying command ke saath.
Main ne waise hi kiya.
Usne mere haathon pe ek soft satin ribbon wrap kiya, jaise ek gift hoon main — uske liye.
Phir usne mere lips pe ek chhoti, teasing kiss diya. “Tonight, I’m not going to dominate you, Anu,” usne slow tone mein kaha, “Main sirf tumhe feel karwana chahti hoon — har second, har inch, har shabd.”
Uska haath mere bare thighs ke upar se slowly slide kiya, aur uske lips mere neck ko explore karte gaye — feather light kisses, nibbling, aur breathy moans.
Meri body arch hone lagi uske soft touch se.
“Bas enjoy karo,” Siya ne whisper kiya. “No rules tonight. Sirf tum aur main.”
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Car ki backseat mein hum tangled ho gaye — sirf kisses, touches, aur quiet gasps.
Usne mujhe ek slow, passionate way mein undress kiya — har strap, har button jaise uske liye sacred ho. Uske lips mere every exposed inch pe travel karte gaye — slow, worshipping motion mein.
Aur jab usne mujhe pura explore kiya, gentle fingers se tease karte hue, uski awaaz meri ear mein sirf itna bola:
“You’re my most beautiful weakness, Anu.”
Us raat humne kuch nahi rush kiya. Sirf ek dusre ko held kiya, touch kiya, aur har soft moan ko feel kiya — jaise time ruk gaya ho.
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Early morning, Siya ne mujhe apne hoodie mein wrap kiya, khud ke chest ke against hold karke bola:
“Next time... tum mere liye top floor ke apne flat mein wait karogi. Naked. Kneeling.”
Uska tone gentle tha — lekin uski aankhon mein fir wahi dominant fire tha.
Aur ma
in… bas uski chest pe head rakh ke softly smile kar gayi.
“Yes, Mistress.”