Divya Jain subah uthi toh ghar mein wohi purana silence tha. Bedroom ki window se factory ki chimney ka dhuaan dikh raha tha, uske husband Rajesh ki textile mill jo city ke outskirts pe thi. Rajesh already office nikal chuka tha, jaise har roz, bina kiss kiye ya bye bole. Divya mirror ke saamne khadi hui, apni 32 saal ki body ko dekha fair skin, curvy hips, boobs jo blouse mein tight baithe the, aur woh black bra ki strap jo shoulder pe dikh rahi thi. Uski aankhein thaki thi, shaadi ke 5 saal baad life mein kuch missing tha. “Aaj phir wahi routine,” usne socha, par dil mein ek excitement tha jo sirf usko pata tha.
Kitchen mein chai banate hue usne phone uthaya aur message check kiya. Ahmed ka text: “Boss ki biwi, aaj shift mein milna hai?” Uske chehre pe smile aa gayi. Ahmed, Imran aur Salim teeno uske husband’s factory mein laborers the, Muslim lads jo machine pe kaam karte the. Divya ko yaad aaya pehli baar kaise mili thi un teeno se. Rajesh ne ek din factory tour karwaya tha, aur storeroom mein accidentally bump ho gayi thi Ahmed se. Uske strong arms ne usko sambhala tha, aur woh musky smell uske naak mein abhi bhi thi. “Sorry madam,” Ahmed ne kaha tha, par uski aankhon mein woh lust tha jo Divya ne feel kiya.
Divya ne red saree pehni, blouse low cut wala, pet dikh raha tha. Car mein baith ke factory ki taraf chali. Road pe traffic tha, horn baj rahe the, aur uske mind mein flashbacks aa rahe the. Imran ka woh rough touch, Salim ki sweet talks. Teeno alag the Ahmed leader type, tall and muscular, Imran shy but aggressive in bed, Salim romantic wala jo poetry bolta tha sex ke time. Factory pahunchi toh gate pe guard ne salute kiya, “Madam, boss inside hain.” Divya ne ignore kiya aur direct storeroom ki taraf gayi, jahan teeno kaam karte the.
Storeroom mein andhera tha, machines ki smell, cotton ke bundles pade the. Ahmed pehle dikha, shirtless, paseena chamak raha tha uske chest pe. “Divya baby, aa gayi?” usne kaha, door band karte hue. Yeh aurat har baar aur garam lagti hai, aaj isko teeno milkar chodenge, Rajesh ko pata nahi chalega. Imran side se aaya, uska haath already Divya ki kamar pe. “Madam, aapki yaad aa rahi thi,” woh bola, aur kiss kar diya neck pe. Boss ki biwi itni hot, mera sapna hai isko roz chodna, par darr lagta hai pakde jaane ka. Salim last mein aaya, flowers laaya tha, “Tumhare liye, meri jaan.” Divya meri zindagi badal degi, uske saath bhaag jaunga ek din, par abhi maza lo.
Divya ne teeno ko dekha, unki bodies Ahmed ka six pack, Imran ke broad shoulders, Salim ka slim but toned figure. Uski chut geeli ho rahi thi soch kar hi. “Aaj full time hai, Rajesh meeting mein busy hai,” usne kaha. Ahmed ne usko utha liya aur bundle pe bitha diya. Saree upar utha ke petticoat khol diya. Divya ki pink panty dikh rahi thi, already wet spot. Imran ne blouse ke buttons khole, bra neeche kar ke boobs bahar nikaale. “Kitne soft hain yeh,” woh bola, nipples ko pinch karte hue. Divya moan kar uthi, “Ahh, dheere karo.”
Salim ne panty side ki aur finger daali chut mein. Geela tha, uski ungli andar bahar hone lagi. “Tumhari chut hamesha ready hoti hai humare liye,” woh bola. Divya ne Ahmed ka lund pakda, jeans ki zip khol ke. 8 inch ka mota lund bahar aa gaya, veins dikhti thi. Usne muh mein liya, chusne lagi jaise lollipop. Ahmed ke moans: “Suck it hard, Divya.” Boss ki biwi blowjob mein expert, aaj muh mein hi jhad jaunga. Imran ne apna lund nikaala, 7 inch ka, Divya ke haath mein diya. Woh hilane lagi, do lund ek saath handle kar rahi thi.
Salim ab zameen pe baith gaya, Divya ki chut chatne laga. Jeebh andar daal ke, clit pe circle bana raha tha. Divya ka body kaanp raha tha, “Oh fuck, Salim, aur zor se.” Sensory overload tha Ahmed ka lund muh mein salty taste, Imran ka haath uske boobs pe, Salim ki jeebh chut pe garam. 10 minute baad Divya jhad gayi, juice Salim ke muh pe gira. “Ab turn humara,” Ahmed ne kaha, usko utha ke doggy style mein kiya.
Ahmed ne peeche se lund daala chut mein, slow push. Divya chillayi, “Ahh, itna mota.” Lund andar tak ghus gaya, walls ko stretch kar raha tha. Ahmed dhakke maarne laga, tez tez. Slap ki awaaz storeroom mein goonj rahi thi. Yeh tight chut, har baar naya lagta hai, Rajesh isko satisfy nahi karta. Imran saamne aa gaya, lund muh mein daal diya. Divya choke kar rahi thi, par maza aa raha tha. Salim side se boobs chus raha tha, nipples hard the.
15 minute baad Ahmed jhadne wala tha, “Andar hi chhod du?” Divya ne haan mein sir hilaya. Garam cum chut mein bhara, overflow ho raha tha. Ahmed bahar nikaala, cum tapak raha tha. Ab Imran ki baari. Usne Divya ko lap pe bithaya, lund andar daala. Up down karne lagi Divya, boobs bounce ho rahe the. Imran ne hips pakde, zor se thrust. “Teri gaand itni soft,” woh bola, finger gaand mein daal diya. Boss ki biwi double penetration try karegi aaj, mera dream poora. Divya moan: “Imran, aur andar.”
Salim ne apna lund nikaala, 6 inch ka, Divya ke muh mein diya. Teeno holes busy chut mein Imran, muh mein Salim, aur Ahmed side se watch kar raha tha, dobara hard ho raha tha. Sweat ki smell, bodies sticky, storeroom garam ho gaya tha. Divya ka doosra orgasm aaya, body shiver. Imran jhad gaya andar, mix cum chut se bahar. Salim ne muh se nikaala aur boobs pe jhad diya, white cum uske skin pe.
Break liya teeno ne, paani piya. Divya nangi baithi thi, cum uske body pe. “Aur chahiye?” usne poocha. Ahmed ne haan kaha, usko wall pe tika ke legs upar kiye. Lund gaand mein daalne laga. “Dheere, pehli baar,” Divya boli. Par Ahmed ne push kiya, tight hole stretch. Pain tha, par pleasure mix. Dhakke maarne laga, balls slap gaand pe. Gaand mein chodna best, yeh scream karegi. Imran aur Salim watch kar rahe the, haath hila rahe the.
Ek ghante baad sab thak gaye, kapde pehne. Divya ne kiss kiya teeno ko, “Kal phir.” Ghar jaake shower liya, body pe marks the, par satisfied thi.
Agla din, Divya office mein Rajesh se mili. “Darling, factory mein kuch issues?” Rajesh busy tha, “Nahi, sab theek.” Divya sochi, Tera factory mera playground hai. Shaam ko phir storeroom. Aaj teeno ne plan kiya tha group sex full. Ahmed ne oil laaya, massage karne laga Divya ki back pe. Hands slippery, gaand tak pahunche. “Relax kar,” woh bola. Aaj isko sandwich banayenge. Imran ne front se boobs oil se malish, nipples shiny.
Salim ne chut mein vibrator daala, low speed pe. Divya moan kar rahi thi, body vibrate. Ahmed ne gaand mein finger daali oil se, ready kar raha tha. Phir position set Imran neeche leta, Divya uske upar baithi, lund chut mein. Ahmed peeche se gaand mein daal diya. Double penetration, Divya chillayi, “Oh god, itna full.” Dono dhakke maar rahe the, sync mein. Salim saamne khada, lund muh mein. Teeno rhythm mein, bodies slap.
Sweat, oil, cum ki smell. Divya ka mind blank, sirf sensation. “Zor se, fuck me hard,” woh boli. Ahmed fast, Yeh slut hai asli, humare liye bani. Imran bottom se thrust, Itni geeli, jhadne wala hoon. Salim muh chod raha tha, Mera cum swallow karegi. 20 minute baad sab jhad gaye Imran chut mein, Ahmed gaand mein, Salim muh mein. Divya collapse, body cum se covered.
Aise hi hafte guzarne lage. Divya ki life change ho gayi, har din excitement. Ek din Rajesh ne notice kiya, “Tu khush lag rahi hai aajkal.” Divya hasi, “Bas aise hi.” Par andar se sochi, teeno lovers uski zindagi the. Factory mein meetings ke bahane milti, storeroom secret spot.
Ek baar night shift pe gayi. Teeno overtime kar rahe the. Andhera factory, lights dim. Divya ne black lingerie pehni saree ke neeche. Storeroom pahunchi, strip kiya. Teeno shocked, hard ho gaye. Ahmed ne usko table pe litaya, legs spread. Chut chatne laga, jeebh deep. “Tasty hai teri pussy,” woh bola. Imran ne boobs pe whip cream daali, chusne laga. Salim ne honey lund pe lagaya, Divya ko chuswaya.
Phir wild sex Ahmed missionary, deep thrusts. Balls deep, Divya nails uske back pe. “Fuck, Ahmed, cum inside.” Boss ki biwi pregnant ho jayegi mere se, mera baccha. Imran ne side se gaand mein daala, DP again. Salim watch, video bana raha tha phone se. “Yeh yaad rahegi,” woh bola. Video dekh ke roz hilunga, par delete kar dunga darr se.
Orgasm pe orgasm, Divya thak gayi par nahi ruki. Subah tak choda teeno ne, rotate karke. Ghar jaate waqt Divya sochi, yeh life perfect.
Months baad, tension aaya. Rajesh ko doubt hua, factory mein rumors. “Koi laborers se baat karti hai tu?” Divya ne deny kiya, par dil dhadka. Teeno se mili, “Careful raho.” Ahmed ne kaha, “Hum tere liye kuch bhi.” Yeh risk worth hai, uske bina zindagi boring. Imran dara, “Pakde gaye toh job gayi.” Par iski chut chodni hai roz. Salim romantic, “Pyar mein risk hota hai.” Uske saath future sochta hoon.
Ek din Rajesh ne surprise visit kiya storeroom. Divya wahan thi, teeno ke saath. Kapde utare hue, sex midway. Rajesh shock, “Yeh kya!” Divya royi, “Sorry, par tu mujhe satisfy nahi karta.” Fight hua, divorce papers. Divya free ho gayi, teeno lovers ke saath rehne lagi. Apartment le liya, har raat group sex. Ahmed, Imran, Salim uske kings.
Ab life full masti. Subah uth ke teeno ko breakfast, din mein kaam, raat mein bed pe wild. Ek raat, candle light, oil massage. Ahmed ne back rub, Imran feet, Salim neck. Phir sex slow, passionate. Divya upar, ride kar rahi thi Ahmed pe. “I love you all,” boli. Moans, sweat, cum everywhere.
