Mulaqat (7)
Fiza’s POV
"Ahhh wazir sahib dheeme ahhh ohhh ahhh mera aaaa raha hai ahhhh ahhh" I said holding her muscular arm.
"Ohhh ahhh pura lo na jaana ab ahhhh" he thrusted deep in me and pulled me by my hair.
"Tum hi toh tadap rhi thi lund se chudne ke liye ahhh ahh ab chudwano apni gaand aur yeh randi chut" he drilled my pussy while I screamed in pleasure and pain both.
"Ahhhh ahhh mai nahi ahhhhh apka bacha pareshan kar raha tha mujhe ahhhh" I said pointing towards the horny feelings caused by pregnancy.
"Essa kya meri jaana? Lagta hai usse jaldi se ahhhhh bhai ya behen chahiye ohhhh ahhhh" he said happily.
Wazir sahib mujhe subha se chod rhe the. Meri hi chut geeli ho rahi thi toh mai unke lund par chad gayi thi.
Par ab doh ghante se woh meri gaand bhi maar rhe the aur meri chut bhi.
"Mujhe bulaya tha ahhhh chai ke liye ahhhh jaane dijiye na ahhhh" I said remembering to have chai with Anisa and Dalia.
"Nahi ahhhh mera lund abhi shaant nhi hu hai" he grunted and continued his pounding
A knock came on door and my shauhar looked turned towards it yelling in frustration.
"Kon hai!?" He asked while shutting my mouth and still thrusting in me.
I was trying to control the moans but pach pach sounds of our skins were coming.
"Bhaijaan bhabi ko bhejiye na chai thandi ho rhi hai" Anisa said from outside.
"Abhi jaao ummmm warna chai hi band karwayunga tumhari" he warned and I was on verge of cumming so I scratched his back.
"Jee bhaijaan!!!" Anisa said being feared I guess and left hurriedly because no other sound came.
"Ahhhhhh wazir sahib ahhhhh dheere kariye ahhh ufff" finally I said feeling relieved that she left.
"Abbbb toh mera nikal raha hai jaaaana abhhhh" his eyes got closed and dick throbbed inside me.
"Ahhhhhhhh begumm meraa loda jagad liaaaa ahhhhhhh" he growled and we both came at same time.
Unke lund se paani se meri chut bhar gayi thi. Aur woh mere chuche chusne mei mashruf ho gaye the.
As I dressed in a fresh sharaa set and made my way downstairs, a smile tugged at my lips.
Wazir sahib had just left, reluctantly, with that adorable sad look in his eyes. He’d been by my side all morning, hovering around me, concerned and caring. His gentle touches, his whispered reassurances—they had all become my safe haven over these months. I was four months along, and my bump had just begun to show.
Since we’d found out about the pregnancy, Wazir sahib had transformed into a doting husband. Every little craving I had, no matter the time of night or day, he was there. He made sure I had everything I wanted, from fresh mangoes in the middle of winter to the special mithai from my favorite sweet shop. If I so much as sighed for something, he would make it appear, as if by magic. He even helped cook a few times, which was something no one could believe!
His tender care and affection made me fall in love with him even more. Every time he placed his hand on my growing belly, a warmth spread through me, and his love felt like a blanket that wrapped around me and our child.
I stepped into the garden, where the evening sun cast a warm glow, making the flowers seem even more vibrant. Anisa and Dalia were already there, their smiles widening as they spotted me.
“Oho! Dekho, dekho! Hamari bhabhijaan aur unka chhota mehmaan bhi aa gaye,” Dalia teased, her gaze dropping to my belly.
I chuckled, sitting down carefully. “Tum dono ka bas chale toh din bhar mere peeche pade raho,” I teased back, but they only laughed, exchanging playful looks.
Anisa leaned forward, grinning. “Waise, bhaijaan bhi kuch kam nahi hain. Raat ko, subah ko, roz aapke aas paas hi ghoomte hain. ‘Fiza yeh, Fiza woh…’ Unhe aapke bina toh kuch yaad nahi rehta.”
Dalia giggled, adding, “Haan, aur aapke cravings poore karte karte toh humare bhaijaan bilkul badal gaye hain! Pichle din khud market gaye the aapke liye aam lene.”
I shook my head, laughing. “Tum dono ke bhaijaan hai na, unhe bas mujhe khush rakhne mein hi sukoon milta hai.”
They both laughed, clinking their tea cups together in delight. As the laughter filled the garden, I felt so loved, surrounded by family and joy.
**One year later **
"Ummmm aur kitna dudh piyenge ahhhh bachi ke liye bhi chord dijiye" I said as a moan while my shauhar drank my milk early in the morning.
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"Ummmm dusre chuche se pila dena begum" he said focisng on drinking milk from my big boobs.
He was massaging other from his hand. Pinching the nipple as well.
"Ummm yeh dudh sirf mujhe pine doh umm" he said and slapped my boobs. I smiled and let me drink it fully.
Woh roj mere chuche se dudh pite the. Chahe kitna bhi rok le par woh dudh pikar hi mante the.
After one hour of drinking milk and turning my boobs to red, he rested.
A gentle breeze drifted through the open windows as I lay in our room, the soft glow of early morning spilling over us.
Wazir sahib lay beside me, his head resting on my stomach, his arms wrapped around me as if he never wanted to let go. I ran my fingers through his hair, cherishing this moment of peace and quiet.
Then, our little bundle of joy toddled into the room, her chubby little feet pattering against the floor. She was a year old now, with big, curious eyes and a smile that lit up our world. As soon as she saw us, she squealed, her tiny arms reaching out.
“Ab----b--u!”
Wazir sahib’s eyes opened, and a soft smile spread across his face as he sat up to greet our daughter who was walking almost falling on floor. He scooped her up, showering her with kisses as she giggled, her laughter filling the room.
“Arrey, meri chhoti shaitaan! Subah-subah kaise pareshan kar rahi ho apne abbu ko?” he teased, tickling her as she squealed with joy.
Our daughter was everything to him. I watched as he played with her, his face lighting up with happiness as they shared laughs and sweet moments. She was his little princess, and he adored her more than words could express.
“Kya aap dono ne toh milke team bana li hai,” I said, pretending to pout. “Mujhe bhool hi gaye ab toh.”
Wazir sahib grinned, holding our daughter close.
“Arrey, kaise bhool sakte hain aapko, jaana? Aap toh hamari dunya ho. Aapko toh aur bhi pyar karna hai ab…” He looked at me meaningfully, his hand moving gently to rest on my belly.
Yes, we were expecting again. It had only been a month since we found out, and the happiness we felt was indescribable. Another life, another precious soul, growing inside me. Wazir sahib’s eyes softened, and a tear formed in the corner of his eye.
He looked down at our daughter, who was now playing with his fingers, completely oblivious to the significance of the moment. “Hamari chhoti ko ab ek chhota bhai ya behan milega,” he said softly, his gaze tender as he looked at both of us.
As I watched him holding our daughter with such care and love, and felt the warmth of our future child inside me, a tear slipped down my cheek. Life had blessed me with so much—a loving husband, a beautiful daughter, and the promise of another child on the way.
Wazir sahib looked over at me, noticing my tears, and his face grew concerned. “Arrey, kya hua Fiza? Aap ro kyun rahi hain?”
I wiped my tears, smiling. “Yeh khushi ke aansu hain, Wazir sahib. Mujhe kabhi laga hi nahi tha ke zindagi itni khoobsurat bhi ho sakti hai.”
He pulled me close, holding both me and our daughter tightly. “Aap meri zindagi ho, Fiza. Aapse hi toh mera sab kuch hai.” He paused, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. “Jab aapko dekhta hoon, toh lagta hai, ke bas, zindagi yahin hai, aap meri hai.”
Our daughter giggled, reaching up to touch my face, and I laughed through my tears, feeling a joy that words couldn’t describe.
As we held each other, our family complete, I knew that this was our happily ever after. Through every struggle, every tear, and every moment of doubt, we had found each other, and now, we had found our peace, our joy, our home.
With Wazir sahib and our children by my side, I knew that life was truly beautiful. And as he kissed my forehead, I closed my eyes, knowing that I was right where I belonged.
"Ahhhhh ahhh ohhh ahhhh" i moaned while in fucked me in dim candle light of our room.
"Ahhh zyda aahein na bhare ummmm bachi jag jayegi"he taunted loving the way I was controlling my moans for our daughter who was sleeping beside us on bed.
"Toh fir aap dheeme kariye na ahhhh" i complained and he chuckled not slowly down at all.
Wazir sahib doh ghante se meri chut maar rhe the. Woh roj bachi ke sone ke baad mujhe chodte the.
"Usme maja hi nahi jaana" he said and continued thrusting.
I had cummed around 5 times now and it was one am at night.
"Soo jayei na aap" i requested but he turned me in doggy style and pounded from back.
"Tumhe chode bina so sakta meri jaana" he said and enclosed a hand on my mouth.
"Ahhhh ahhh ohhh wazir sahib" i moaned a little loudly and bed shook from impact.
"Tumhe har roj chodne ka wada kia tha ahhhhh suhagrat mei ahhhh ahhh" he said reminding me of his vows.
"Ummm ahhhh esse kaise roj chut na fadu tumhari ahhhh" he said and kissed me passionately and opening my vagina from his body big cock.
"Ahhhh wazir sahib ahhhhh maaa jahd gayi ahhhhh" hearing his words I cummed on his cock while he held my leg open wide and fucked me even deeper.
"Ek aur ahhhhhh bacha aayega ab toh ahhhhh ahhh jaanaaaa ahhhh" he said and we saw our little daughter move a little on bed.
I slapped his chest to stop but he held my wrist and kissed it and shut my mouth from his hand.
"Shhhhh usse nahi uthana hai jaaan. Warna usse pta chal jayega ki ahhhh uski abbu kaise pyar karte hai ahhh uski ammi se raat me ahhhhh" he said and I looked at him angrily.
"choudunga tumhe taki bhot Sara bache ho humare ahhhh" he said not stopping at all but thankfully our daughter didn't woke up.
"Ahhhh wazir sahib meri chut me dard ahhhh" I said after cumming for more than 7 times.
"Bas jaana ahhhhhh ho gya ahhhhh mera maaaal ahhhh nikal gaya begummmm ahhhh" he said and gave his last forever thrusts and filled me with his hot cum.
"Ahhhh itna Sara nikal dia aapne ummm" I said seeing a lot of cream flowing out.
He slapped his cock many times on my cunt and finally pulled it out.
"Tumhari chut bhari ho achi lagti hai begum" he said and kissed my forehead.
Meri chut se bhot Sara dudh bhar aane laga aur mujhe garm bhi lag raha tha.
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