Mulaqat (4)
Zaid's POV
My jaw clenched as I glanced at my wristwatch, willing this meeting to end.
"Rally ke liye thoda aur paisa dena hoga. Wahan ke police walo ko Amit sambhal lega,"
one of the ministers continued, droning on about the upcoming elections. My attention drifted as I nodded and signed documents without much thought.
"Ek baar dastawej dekh le ache se fir sign kar. Jaldi na kar,"
Rafiq bhaijaan’s firm grip on my wrist grounded me, breaking my impatient trance.
I took a few deep breaths, calming myself, though my mind kept wandering to her... my Fiza.
It had been two weeks since that night. Her laughter, the warmth of her body, and the way she moaned the name she gave me were like an addiction.
Every night since then, I’d held her pussy close to my cock, unable to let her go.
I knew I should be more focused, but the memory of her kept pulling me back, haunting my thoughts. She hadn’t been able to walk for two days after first night, and I'd even taken her to the vaid. The thought brought a satisfied smirk to my face, and I suppressed a chuckle, shaking her image from my head to focus on the meeting.
I signed the papers after finally reading them, pretending to pay attention to the ongoing discussions.
A peon leaned in and whispered something into Rafiq bhaijaan’s ear, but I paid no heed, scribbling my signature on the next document.
"Ruk, mai dekh leta hu. Tu jaa," Rafiq bhaijaan said, taking the papers from me with a knowing look. He winked, "Tujhe Karachi jaane ke liye jo dastavej sign hai tu woh dekh le ek baar."
I frowned, confused, and nodded, noticing the others glance my way as I excused myself and left the room.
"Kya hua hai bhaijaan ko? Mujhe kyun bahar nikalne diya?" I muttered to Adil, who was leaning against the wall, lazily scrolling on his phone with a cigarette between his fingers.
He rolled his eyes, smirking. "Teri mehbooba aayi hai, Saale Majnu."
My eyes widened. Without another word, I strode away, heart pounding, eyes searching for her, only to hear Adil's shout, "Arre wahan nahi harami! Teri cabin mein hai!"
I nearly turned back toward the conference room but stopped myself, quickly veering toward my personal cabin instead.
"Majnu hi hai pura kamina!" Adil’s laughter echoed behind me, but I couldn’t have cared less. My focus was solely on Fiza, the woman who had somehow become my world.
As I opened the door to my cabin, there she was, standing by the bookshelf, her fingers delicately brushing the spines of my favorite books. She was draped in a simple red saree, with gold borders, and her bangles chimed softly as she moved. Her hair was pulled back in a loose braid, strands framing her face like a painting, with a small bindi on her forehead. She looked like a vision, like she had stepped out of my dreams.
"Fiza," I breathed out, feeling a tug at my heart that I hadn’t known possible.
She turned, her face lighting up with a smile that could warm the coldest soul.
"Oh, aap aa gaye, Wazir Sahib!" she greeted, surprise and delight in her eyes.
I hummed, taking slow steps towards her, drawn in by the scent of jasmine that surrounded her.
"Aao, humari baahon mein,"
I murmured, holding my arms open like a man starved of her warmth.
She laughed softly, a sound that echoed around us, and then ran into my arms, her cheeks flushed with happiness.
"Aap bhi na, Wazir Sahib,"
she chided, but her words were playful as she nestled closer, wrapping her arms around my neck.
I held her tighter, feeling the tension of the day melt away.
"Tum yahan tak aayi kaise? Daftar toh dur hai haveli se,"
I asked, my voice low, though I knew I couldn’t stay stern with her.
"Rasoi mein kaam nahi tha zyda, isliye socha aapse milne aa jaye," she answered, her gaze warm and soft, making my heart swell. Unable to resist, I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and finally her lips, before lifting her off the floor and spinning her around.
"Bas bas, *laughs* itna prem karenge aap humse?" she giggled, catching her breath, her face glowing with joy. I slowed down, just looking at her, the world narrowing down to this one woman who’d changed everything for me.
"Jab tak hum zinda hain, tab tak, meri Fiza,"
I vowed softly, a promise that echoed in the quiet of the room. She laughed, and I placed her on my glass desk, her saree pooling around her gracefully.
She looked up at me with wide, mischievous eyes, brushing her hand along my arm, then giving my biceps a playful pat.
"Aap toh bahut takatvar hai, Wazir Sahib," she teased, her gaze lingering.
Smirking, I shrugged off my kurta, flexing for her.
"Abhi toh dekhi kahan hai tumne meri taakat, meri Fiza,"
I teased back, watching as her blush deepened.
Slowly, I lifted her face, my fingers tracing her jawline as I brought my lips to hers, lost in her warmth and softness. We kissed deeply, our sighs mingling in the air, each moment a reminder of what we meant to each other.
I took her hand and felt her gasping feeling my hard dick under her soft small palm.
"Dekho fiza, yeh haal kia hai tumne Mera" i murmured
"Ummm wazir sahib" she blushed and I left her lower lip after stretching it between my teeth.
"Tum bhi geeli ho na mere liye jaana" As I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, their eyes locked, and the world around them faded into nothingness.
"N..aahii" she answered whole her small cute face turned red.
I pinched her waist and put my hand under her saree.
"Abhi haath lagake pata chal jayega meri jaana. Agar geeli mili tum toh bhot saza dunga tumhe" i spanked side of her thighs and her ass moved on table in a jump.
"Kaisi saja wazir sahib" she whispered touching my beard and her innocent yet fearful.
"Mere lund se raat bhi chudne ki saja" I said in her ear biting it playfully. I played with her thigh just near her panty as her breathe laboured.
"Puri raat chodunga tumhe jaana." I said looking at her big boobs falling out of tight blouse. I grabbed them from my other hand and mashed them from my strength. She moaned and moved trying for my hand to touch her cunt.
"Tumhari chut ka woh haal karunga ki tum sab kuch bhul jaogi aur chal bhi nhi paogi" I said and smirked looking in her eyes. She but her lip and I grabbed her cunt in my hand in second.
"Oh meri jaana, tumne toh apni puri chut ka jharna bana dia hai. Itni bheegi ho tum." I chuckled to himself, unable to contain his amusement.
She ducked her head down in shyness.
"Tumhari yeh chadi bhi geeli ho gayi jaana. Meri randi ban rhi hai meri Jana toh." I had tore her panties by now and showed her the wetness she had marked on it.
Throwing it away, my lips landed on her boobs.
"Ahhh wazir sahib" she moaned and held my hair under her palm. Discussion her bra and blouse on floor, I enjoyed her peeking nipples.
"Ummm abhi se cheekh rhi ho. Ahhh abhi to sirf tumhare chuche chuse hai maine meri randi" slapping them insaid and both soft balls danced like stress soft balls.
"Ummm ahhh katiye mat ahhh wazir sahib ummm" she said pressing my mouth more in her boobs. I devoured her boobs for next 15 minutes while she squirmed and moaned under me.
"Tumhare yeh mote chuche ummmm mere chusne ke liye hi Bane hai ummm bhenchod bhot rasile hai" I murmured not sweetly, caressing her big boobs from my teeth marks.
"Aahhhh wazir sahib ummm ahhh" I removed her saree cloth and made her sit on my lap while I settled on chair.
"Mere mota lund ahh bhenchod itna tadap raha hai tunahri chut ke liye" I said impatiently and removed my clothes while she grinded on my cock.
"Taange kholo jaana. Apne sahib se chudwao khud ko." I separated her legs and viewed her wet cunt ready to get ravished.
"Ahhh wazir sahib ummmm" she moaned when I entered my dick slowly inside her hole.
"Ohhh ahhhh jaana ummm ahhhh itni tight ho tum ahhhhh" fully entering her I pounded to make her grip a little lose.
"Ummmm ahhhh esse hi lo mera pura Lund ahhh ahhh" I said putting whole girth in her.
"Ahh wazir sahib itni jor se aahhh kar rhe hai aap ahhh ahh" she cried and still jumped on my cock.
"Esse hi cheekho Jaana ahhhh sabko pata lagne do ki tum meri ho" i said knowing people outside might hear us fucking each other.
But i didn't care. Because she was mine and I will murder anyone who will see her as opportunity.
"Ahhhh sirf tum mere lund ke liye bani ho" i rubbed her clit and she squirmed.
"Tumhe sirf mera lund chod sakt hai " her eyes rolled back and I increased my pace punching her insides from my big cock.
"Ahhhhh ahhh wazir sahib mai AAA Rahi hu ahhhhhhh " she yelled and moaned to cum around me.
"Bhot ache jaana,.....jhad jaao apne sahi Ke mote lund par randi ki tarah ahhhh ahhh" she choked my cock under her grip and orgasmed around it like my whore.
Changing the position, I stood up and walked towards the sofa of my cabin.
"Ahhhh sahib" she called out feeling deep inside of her fucked by my manhood in standing position.
"Yeh lo ahhhh ahhh pura lo ummmm ahhhhhh" I pushed all of it in her as she held me tightly not to fall from impact of thrusts.
"Bhot andar aa ja rha hai ahhh ahhhh" she said and cummed two times in same position while I admired her face covered in sweat and her boobs jiggling on my face.
"Hnn jaana tumhari gaand bhi bhot ache se hil rhi hai ahhh ahh mere lund ke liye tadap rhi h yeh choti chut tunahri ahhh bhenchod pura lo" spanking her ass I said.
"Ahhhh ahh wazir sahib ummm ahhhh sab sun rhe honge ahhhh ahhhh" she said enjoying the thrill of being caught.
"Ummm sunne doh inhe ahhhh mai raat tak ab tumhare andar hi rakhunga lund apna" i promised and bit her boobs while satisfying my standing civi inside her.
"Ummm ahhh tumhari yeh chut ki garmi mujhe deewana bana rhi hai ahhh ahhh" I said and made her lay on sofa while flying her from behind.
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