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Short mature stories
Contains both English and Hindi words.
~ Obsessed Ex Boyfriend ✓
~ Private Tutor ✓
~ Sarpanch's obsession ✓
~ DhruvTara (on hold)
~ MLA's obsession (ongoing)
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Shreya didn't know when she had fallen asleep while hugging Rajveer. Rajveer's sleep got disturbed by the knock of the driver announcing their arrival at the mansion. He got up and looked at the sleeping Shreya, then gently laid his head back on her chest.
"Ab jaake lag raha hai ki main Ghar wapas aaya hoon. Tere bina toh ye Ghar ghar hi nahi lagta tha," muttered Rajveer slowly. He got up and moved outside the car, then went to the opposite side to carry her into the mansion. He lifted her up in his arms, taking care to adjust her dress, which had started to show cleavage due to her sleeping position.
Entering his room, Rajveer placed her gently on the bed. He then called the main house servant and informed her that everyone was on leave for the next week, so they should leave.
"Ghar mein ek bhi insaan naa dikh jaye mujhe. Sabki chutti hai, jaao apne gharwalo ke saath time spend karo," said Rajveer. The servant nodded and went to inform the other house helpers to vacate the mansion within the hour.
Rajveer went inside the bathroom to freshen up and came back into the room wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. He noticed that Shreya had already woken up from her sleep and was now staring at him, or more specifically, staring at his exposed chest.
Shreya's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Rajveer's toned physique, her gaze lingering on the contours of his chest and the defined muscles of his abdomen. She felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks as her pulse quickened, her heart pounding in her chest.
Rajveer noticed the intensity of Shreya's stare, and a flicker of something primal sparked in his eyes. He couldn't deny the effect her unabashed admiration was having on him. Despite his attempts to maintain composure, he felt a stirring of desire deep within him, his body responding instinctively to her gaze.
Feeling a surge of arousal, Rajveer approached Shreya slowly, his movements deliberate as he closed the distance between them. His eyes locked with hers, a silent exchange passing between them as the air crackled with tension. He could sense the mutual attraction simmering beneath the surface, drawing them together like magnets.
As Rajveer stood before her, his towel threatening to slip, he reached out a hand to gently trace the curve of Shreya's jaw, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. She gasped softly, her breath catching in her throat as she met his gaze, her eyes dark with desire.
In that moment, Rajveer knew he couldn't resist any longer. With a low growl of desire, he captured Shreya's lips in a passionate kiss, their bodies igniting with longing as they surrendered to the undeniable pull between them. Lost in each other's embrace, they allowed their desires to consume them, giving in to the irresistible chemistry that bound them together.
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Rajveer broke the kiss when he sensed that Shreya was out of breath. He gazed into her eyes, which were now filled with desire for him.
"Aaj meri jaan, tujhe aise chodunga ki pura sheher teri cheekh sunega. Teri chut mere bina ek pal nahi reh payegi," said Rajveer, clutching her jaw in his hands. He kissed her lips again and hovered above her on the bed.
Leaving her lips, he stared at her while sitting on her waist, carefully distributing his weight on his knees to avoid crushing her beneath him.
"Tujhe bhaagna nahi chahiye tha, Butterfly. Kitna tadpa main teri wajah se," said Rajveer as he ripped her kurti from her body, leaving her upper body clad only in a bra. He slowly traced the outline of the bra with his index finger.
"Laal bra pehen ke meri jaan lene ka irada hai kya tera? Vo toh tu aise hi le sakti hai, iske liye itni mehnat ki kya zarurat hai," said Rajveer, ripping the bra from her chest, causing her to yelp in pain from the sudden harsh pull of the material.
He stared at her bosoms; her nipples hardened under his intense gaze, and she felt a wave of heat wash over her lower body. Though he only stared at her, he refrained from touching her breasts.
Rajveer bent down and started kissing her neck, his lips trailing a path of fire as he left a trail of passionate hickeys on her skin. Shreya arched her back, her soft moans escaping her lips in ecstasy as waves of pleasure washed over her.
His kisses trailed down her neck to her stomach, but he avoided touching even an inch of her chest. Her breasts, deprived of his touch, flushed red with shame as her whole body seemed to be on fire. Her nipples, erect and longing for his touch, heightened the sensation.
Shreya looked at him with surprise and curiosity, wondering why he wasn't indulging in her breasts, knowing how much he loved playing with them—squeezing, biting, and sucking on them. But instead, he explored every inch of her body except her chest.
Rajveer descended further, sliding her trousers along with her panties down, letting them fall to the floor. He got down from the bed and sat on the floor's edge, pulling her legs towards him, allowing better access to her wet pussy. He inhaled her scent deeply, savoring its sweetness, before teasingly licking her clit.
Shreya moaned loudly, her fists clenching his hair and the bedsheet tightly. Rajveer only gave her one lick before stopping, leaving her panting with desire. He declared her punishment, commanding her not to climax. "Ab teri punishment ki baari jaaneman. Aaj tu Pani nhi chhodegi apni chut se. Don't you dare to cum today. Tujhe chodunga bhi lekin tera rass nhi girna chahiye iss chut se." Said rajveer and slapped her womanhood causing her to yelp in pain.
He inserted his index finger inside her weeping pussy and slowly massaged the insides of her pussy. His finger reaching the point of pleasure but he massaged it slowly causing her to moan in ecstasy. He looked at her face and increased the speed of his thrust suddenly causing her to scream in pain and pleasure.
Stopping just as she reached the edge of her climax, he stood up, tossing his towel aside, revealing his hardened member. "Dekh jaan, kitna tadpaya hai tu ne ise. Mera land teri chut ke bina tadap raha tha," he said, gripping himself firmly.
"Ab to tu aa gayi hai, toh iski sari narazgi mita de. Mitayegi na?" he asked, his tone tinged with desire. Shreya, shy and overwhelmed, nodded timidly.
"Munh se bol," he commanded, his tone firm.
"Ji... Ji main mitaungi iski narazgi," Shreya replied softly.
"Good girl," Rajveer praised, retrieving a small vibrator from the bedside drawer. Coating it with her fluids, he slowly inserted it into her, turning it on to the lowest setting. "Haath mat lagana isse, na apni chut ko. Ispe sirf Mera haq hai," he declared, kissing her clit and inner thighs.
"Kiska haq hai?" he questioned, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin.
"Aapka haq hai," Shreya replied, trembling with pleasure.
