The Scenario
Ojaswi: (Apne bedroom mein mirror ke saamne khadi hokar apne figure ko dekh rahi thi. Uski 34 saal ki body abhi bhi killer thi – 36-28-38 ka perfect hourglass shape, fair skin, long black hair, aur woh red saree mein itni hot lag rahi thi ki koi bhi mard paagal ho jaaye.) "Aaj New Year party mein sabki nazrein mujh par hongi. Raj (uska husband) toh already excited hai, but mujhe kuch aur chahiye... ek young, strong lund jo mujhe satisfy kare."
Raj: (Ojaswi ko peeche se hug karta hua, uske neck par kiss karta hai.) "Baby, tum aaj bahut sexy lag rahi ho. I love you so much. Chalo party ke liye ready ho jao."
Ojaswi: (Smile karti hui, lekin mann mein sochti hai – Raj se pyaar hai, but uska lund ab routine ho gaya hai. Mujhe fresh excitement chahiye.) "Haan darling, chalo. Aaj 2026 ka New Year celebrate karte hain full masti se."
(Party scene: Pune ke ek posh club mein, music loud hai, lights flashing, log dance kar rahe hain. Ojaswi aur Raj drinks le rahe hain, dancing together. Ojaswi ko thoda nasha chadh raha hai, uski body sway kar rahi hai seductively.)
Ojaswi: (Dance floor par hips hilati hui, apne boobs ko bounce karte hue.) "Raj, yeh party awesome hai! Mujhe aur drink chahiye."
Raj: (Uske close aakar, uske waist par haath rakhkar.) "Tumhe dekhkar mera mood ban raha hai, jaan. Ghar jaakar love karte hain."
Ojaswi: (Haan mein sir hilati hui, but eyes around ghuma rahi thi young lads ko dekhne ke liye. Suddenly, uski nazar ek handsome boy par padti hai – around 22 saal ka, muscular body, gym freak lagta tha, tight t-shirt mein uske biceps dikh rahe the.) "Woh ladka... kitna hot hai."
(Party khatam hone ke baad, subah ke 2 baje, Ojaswi aur Raj ghar aate hain. Raj thak kar so jaata hai, but Ojaswi ko neend nahi aa rahi. Uski chut mein khujli ho rahi thi us young boy ko yaad karke.)
Ojaswi: (Bed par leti hui, apni fingers se apni chut ko touch karti hui.) "Uff, kitni garmi hai. Kal subah gym jaakar workout karungi, shayad wahan koi mil jaaye."
(Next day, January 1, 2026 – New Year's Day. Ojaswi gym jaati hai. Woh tight leggings aur sports bra pehen kar, uska cleavage dikh raha tha, ass tight leggings mein perfect shape mein.)
Ojaswi: (Gym mein treadmill par daudti hui, sweat se uski body chamak rahi thi. Suddenly, woh us party wale ladke ko dekhti hai – woh weights lift kar raha tha.)
Boy (Aryan): (Ojaswi ko notice karta hua, smile deta hai. Uska naam Aryan tha, 22 saal ka college student, gym regular.) "Hi, aap party mein thi na kal? Aap bahut beautiful lag rahi thi."
Ojaswi: (Blush karti hui, apne boobs ko adjust karti hui.) "Haan, main Ojaswi hoon. Tumhara naam? Tum bhi gym aate ho regularly?"
Aryan: "Ji, Aryan. Aapki body toh amazing hai, bhabhi ji. Sorry, aap married ho?"
Ojaswi: (Has kar) "Haan, but yeh mat bolo bhabhi, mujhe young feel hota hai. Workout together karte hain?"
(They start working out together. Aryan usko help karta hai squats mein, uske haath uski ass par touch ho jaate hain accidentally. Ojaswi ki chut geeli ho jaati hai.)
Ojaswi: (Heavy breathing se) "Aryan, tumhare muscles kitne strong hain. Mujhe touch karne ka mann kar raha hai."
Aryan: (Boldly, uske ear mein whisper) "Bhabhi, aapki eyes mein kuch alag hi hai. Chalo washroom mein baat karte hain, yahan crowd hai."
Ojaswi: (Excited ho kar, uska haath pakad kar washroom ki taraf jaati hai. Gym ka washroom empty tha, early morning tha.)
(Inside washroom: Door lock karte hi, Aryan Ojaswi ko wall se lagakar kiss karta hai deeply. Uski tongue uske mouth mein jaati hai.)
Aryan: "Ojaswi, tum itni hot ho. Mujhe tumhari body chahiye abhi."
Ojaswi: (Uske t-shirt utaar kar, uske chest par kiss karti hui.) "Aryan, mera husband pyaar karta hai, but mujhe tumhara young lund chahiye. Chodo mujhe jamkar."
(Aryan uski sports bra utaarta hai, uske big boobs free ho jaate hain. Woh unko suck karta hai nipples ko bite karte hue.)
Ojaswi: "Ahhh... yes, suck my boobs harder. Meri chut geeli ho gayi hai."
Aryan: (Uske leggings ko neeche karta hai, panty utaar kar uski shaved chut ko dekhta hai.) "Kitni tight chut hai tumhari. Finger daalun?"
Ojaswi: "Haan, daalo... uff, do fingers... ahh, faster."
(Aryan fingers her pussy, uski chut se paani nikal raha tha. Ojaswi uske jeans kholti hai, uska 8 inch ka hard lund bahar aata hai.)
Ojaswi: (Lund ko haath mein lekar hilati hui.) "Kitna bada lund hai tera. Mujhe chusne do."
(She kneels down, sucks his dick deep throat, gagging but enjoying.)
Aryan: "Oh fuck, bhabhi, tum expert ho sucking mein. Ab turn mera."
(He lifts her, usko sink par bitha kar uski chut chaatna shuru karta hai, tongue se clit ko tease karte hue.)
Ojaswi: "Ahhh... Aryan, mat rukna... I'm cumming... yes!"
(She orgasms, then Aryan usko doggy style mein ghumaata hai, mirror ke saamne.)
Aryan: "Dekho mirror mein, kitni sexy lag rahi ho. Ab lund daalta hoon."
(He enters her pussy from behind, slow then fast thrusting.)
Ojaswi: "Chodo mujhe harder... ahh, yes, fuck my chut... deeper!"
(They change positions – missionary on the floor, her legs on his shoulders, then cowgirl where she rides him wildly.)
Aryan: "Tumhari ass kitni soft hai... spank karun?"
Ojaswi: "Haan, spank me... I'm your slut today."
(After 30 minutes of intense fucking, Aryan cums inside her, she feels the hot load.)
Ojaswi: "Uff, kitna garam cum... loved it."
Aryan: "Yeh toh shuruaat hai, bhabhi. Next time full night."
(They clean up, exchange numbers, and leave the gym smiling.)
Ojaswi ab confused hai – husband ka pyaar ya young lover ki lust? Chat mein decide karo kya hoga next!
