Chapter 06(C): Humne toh yuhi dil haara...
WARNING MATURE 18+ CONTAINS
NOTE: This chapter has mature intimate romance & since I'm not good at it, I took help of my cousin to write it & I tried not to be vulgar. Hopefully it hasn't turned into bad vulgar chap...please give me feedback & comments on it.
This song is of a Pakistani movie ‘Bin Roye’ sang by Ankit Tiwari...listen to it, it’s very beautiful song.
PLAY THIS SONG:https://youtu.be/r0OKx87cDEE
Khushi had barely opened the door which was pulled open with a force taking her by surprise and then pulled inside by strong hand. As soon as the door had clicked shut, she was on top of him, pulling him closer to her. He pressed her hard against the wall, his one hand gliding expertly up her smooth thigh, pushing her dress up and other went pulling of the band, freeing her long silky curls from the French braid. She kissed him fiercely, her tongue dancing over his, her lips twirling in a duet with his own. Her fair skin was soft against the coarse stubble of his chin, and the coarseness sent electricity across her skin; she felt her sense heighten, as she kissed her hubby dearest.
Her hands clawed at his back, holding him tightly against her; holding herself tight against the wall. Arnav pulled away from her kiss, and gently bit her lip, pulling on it delicately with his teeth, staring into her eyes. She said: "Love me, Arnav." just as he brought his mouth down ruthlessly on hers.
Arnav slid her dress further up her legs, and past her hips. He felt her legs tighten around his own, as she unbuttoned his shirt, but she didn't take her lips off his. When his chest was exposed, she broke their kiss, and planted her own on his collarbone. He enjoyed that; having her face nuzzled into his shoulder. He gently bit her ear, and he felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine. Without warning, she tore his shirt from his shoulders, and let it fall. It seemed to float, and catch the air as it gracefully spiraled to the carpet. Arnav found it a beautiful sight. Khushi pushed him onto the bed and she went to crawl on top of him, but he grinned, and held her off him.
He said softly: "Take off your dress.” his gaze resting on her half exposed panties. Khushi returned the smile, and sensually took a shoulder strap off one shoulder. It didn't fall far; the curve of her breast prevented that. Her dress didn't fall when the other strap was gone either. Khushi merely grinned, and started to move her hips, as her hands slipped behind her, and worked on the zip. Once the dress was free, she leapt on him, her lips pressing against his. His mouth pushed back against the relentless assault he was receiving, and his hands caressed her long smooth legs.
In between the heated passion he asked in huskily: “Mahiya...?” though his voice was strained feeling her own hand at the bulge in his pants but the question was clearly heard.
She stopped kissing his neck, and stared at this amazing man, who was hers only...no matter in how heated, passionate session they’re Arnav always asks her permission in silent question even though he knows she won’t deny him. Being the gentleman he is, he makes sure to ask her consent before making love to her and this quality of his always makes her fall in love with him all over again if possible.
Arnav looked in her eyes as she held his gaze which gave him all the consent he needed, her eyes burned with lust and a need to be loved by him. She looked beautiful; absolutely gorgeous...for him she is beauty personified, especially those blue-green eyes shining with so much love and desire only for him.
Aakhon mein teri khone ki
Tere kareeb hone ki
Hone lagi aadat mujhe
Tujhpe fidaa hone ki...
Arnav was totally lost in her and seeing his lost expression Khushi had a mischievous idea which made her grin. Feeling bold Khushi let her bra fall onto his chest, her breasts bouncing free. Arnav was amazed seeing her bold and totally lost it seeing her womanly assets which were for his eyes only. He sucked on one of her nipples, while his hand played with the other breast; massaging it, squeezing it, pinching her buds...giving equal attention to both as he altered between them.
Khushi let out a moan of pleasure, and he responded by pulling on her nipples, one with his fingers, one with his teeth. She groaned again, and he stopped sucking, pushing her head down onto his own. They kissed once more. He held her head tightly, and felt her hands slid down. He felt his belt being undone, and he stopped kissing. Khushi grinned at him, and planted gentle kisses on his collarbone, while she unzipped his pants.
Within seconds she had pulled them off, and nothing was in the way of his member, but his briefs. She pulled them off too, in one swift motion.
As Khushi was in mood to be bold today much to Arnav’s surprise and delight, so staring into his eyes, and smiling seductively, she crawled down, dragging her fingernails gently across the muscle of his chest and stomach. Her touch was electrifying, and Arnav uttered a guttural moan when her lips closed around him. She took the entire length of his hard member in her throat, looking into his eyes all the way. She swirled her tongue around the head, and went down on him making him get lost in her. Arnav's fingers wormed into her hair, and he gently held her head. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked; she didn't deep throat, merely elegantly lapping up his desire.
Aisa nasha aankhon mein tha
Haaye madhosh hum hue
Tujhe chhu le bin chhue
Pyaas bujhe bin piye
When she went deep on him, his fingers tightened, and he almost came. He pushed her off before he did, hurling her onto her back. He didn't care about foreplay anymore; he wanted her to groan and moan and squeal and scream. He didn't bother with teasing her; he merely tore off her panties and buried his face in her curt. Khushi squirmed, and let out a high pitched giggle as his tongue danced in her womanhood, as he explored her. His nose rested on a neatly trimmed landing strip. Sucking on her clit, he looked her in the eyes. She stared back at him, but she was on the verge of cracking. He slid his tongue deeper inside her, and her eyes rolled back; her back arched, and she grabbed his head and forced it further between her legs.
Khushi squealed in pleasure, and her legs squeezed his head. With a guttural moan, she came; bucking her hips wildly. He felt her juices flow onto his cheeks. Her hand still weakly head his head in place, as she collapsed back onto the bed, her breathing ragged.
Tujhko palkon pe rakh lu saja ke yaara
Bin kahe suno o yaara
She said: "Thank you, Arnav."
Arnav said smiling: "Pleasure is all mine..."
He flipped her onto her back, and planted kisses on her spine and shoulder blades. Khushi felt the tip of his moist manhood gently brush her thigh, she said: "Love me Arnav...” laying on her back, presenting herself in front of him without shame because she never needs to shy from him...he is her husband, her soul mate, her lover.
She needed her man to take her, and she didn't care if she had to beg: "Please love me Arnav. Take me; I wanna feel you, close to me...completing me like no one else, please...Make me yours again, Jaana..." looking at him with pleading eyes.
He didn’t like her pleading for something which was hers and only hers, she should never beg for anything especially something which only she has right at because he is here to fulfill her every demand...she is his Princess to pamper and Queen of his heart who would rule over his heart forever.
Tu yeh kyun kahe humnasheen
Koi qurbat hi nahi
Main ye kahu ishq hai
Chhu le zara dil ki zameen
Arnav sort of chuckled at her eagerness and without a warning he put his erect member at the entrance of her dripping entrance. Khushi felt him thrust inside her, and she jolted forward. At first his thrusts were hard and deep, but slow. With each one, her body was jerked forward slightly, and she let out a grunt of pleasure. She felt his fingers worm into her hair, and Arnav pulled her head back. Her back arched and her breasts bounced as they were suddenly lifted up by the unexpected curve of her spine. It was little painful, but it was perfect; she loved it.
He was pulling on her hair; his thrusts increased in speed, his manhood easily lubricated by her earlier womanly juices. She heard him grunt and groan as he loved her deep. It was bestial and beautiful; the two lovers tangled in an animalistic embrace. She pushed back against his manhood, her soft skin bouncing against his hips as he went deep and hard on her. In that moment, nothing mattered, not his group of angry friends, not the Guptas’, not Lavanya -- actually especially not Lavanya. All that mattered was herself and Arnav, and the ecstatic bliss feeling they were wrapped in.
Likha hai jo dil pe mere
Aaja wo dikhaun tujhe
Tera hu main tera hi hu
Itna bata du tujhe
She screamed: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...ARNAVVVVV!!!" as she was taken by him.
She felt him give her arse a hard slap. And another. The stinging of her arse only added to her pleasure and she knew her cheek would be red and the thought of being spanked only aroused her further -- if that was even possible. God, it is hot when he gets all rough and passionate with her! She felt herself about to come again, and he must have felt it, for he let go of her hair, and holding her, as she rode the waves of pleasure he brought her to and could only be mesmerized by the beautiful expression on her face of pure please.
Dil mein gar ho ijazat chhupa lu yaara
Bin kahe suno o yaara
Khushi came down from her high and felt him pushed his member deep inside of her as he felt her walls crashing in on him, making her his forever over again. He could feel her sharp nails digging into her back as she scratched him. Her body held onto him tightly as he adjusted himself inside of her as he felt her walls loosening. Satisfied by her stretch he again removed his member from her, only to slam it back into again with a groan. She felt extreme sensation run though her swiftly, and as a sequel she lifted her leg onto the edge of his hip making him move deeper inside of her.
He again thrust into her, without stopping as he continuously hit her G-spot. He could feel his climax building up but he kept it on hold until her could feel hers. Her encouraging moans, made him slam into her deeper and faster.
Khushi: “Mmmm...Ah...Oh...Mm....AAAAH”
Jee ke na mil paaye to
Mar ke tujhe paayenge
Chhu kar dekhu toh dil ko yakeen ho yaara
She screamed out as she came again and this time they both climaxed together after a big thrust from his end and also felt his manly juices released inside of her as they both came. Remaining inside of her, he kissed her lips to ask her if she was okay. After receiving an approving nod from her, he pecked her lips as he slowly ejected himself out of her.
He readjusted her pillow, making them both collapse on the bed breathlessly and he held her waist as he pulled her in gracefully pulled her into his arms and she collapsed onto his chest, breathing heavily.
Once she had recovered, she said breathlessly: "Arnav..."
He smiled at her: "Yes?"
She said softly: "I'm your Angel” staring at his chest. "I'm your innocent Mahiya..." she swirled a finger around his nipple, and planted her hand on his chest: “...I'm your little wifey and I love you."
He said: "I know.” his own hand massaging her side.
She felt a safe, warm, comfort resting in the nook, between his chest and his strong arm.
He kissed her forehead, leaving a delicate moist patch, he said: "I love you two, three, four...raised to the power infinity."
Bin kahe suno o yaara
Humne toh yunhi dil haara....
Khushi chuckle at Arnav’s silly childish way of declaring his love; but loving his cuteness all the more, he peck her lips sweetly and the two lovers lay there, together in each other's arms, and their little world was complete.
WARNING MATURE 18+ CONTAINS
NOTE: This chapter has mature intimate romance & since I'm not good at it, I took help of my cousin to write it & I tried not to be vulgar. Hopefully it hasn't turned into bad vulgar chap...please give me feedback & comments on it.
This song is of a Pakistani movie ‘Bin Roye’ sang by Ankit Tiwari...listen to it, it’s very beautiful song.
Khushi had barely opened the door which was pulled open with a force taking her by surprise and then pulled inside by strong hand. As soon as the door had clicked shut, she was on top of him, pulling him closer to her. He pressed her hard against the wall, his one hand gliding expertly up her smooth thigh, pushing her dress up and other went pulling of the band, freeing her long silky curls from the French braid. She kissed him fiercely, her tongue dancing over his, her lips twirling in a duet with his own. Her fair skin was soft against the coarse stubble of his chin, and the coarseness sent electricity across her skin; she felt her sense heighten, as she kissed her hubby dearest.
Her hands clawed at his back, holding him tightly against her; holding herself tight against the wall. Arnav pulled away from her kiss, and gently bit her lip, pulling on it delicately with his teeth, staring into her eyes. She said: "Love me, Arnav." just as he brought his mouth down ruthlessly on hers.
Arnav slid her dress further up her legs, and past her hips. He felt her legs tighten around his own, as she unbuttoned his shirt, but she didn't take her lips off his. When his chest was exposed, she broke their kiss, and planted her own on his collarbone. He enjoyed that; having her face nuzzled into his shoulder. He gently bit her ear, and he felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine. Without warning, she tore his shirt from his shoulders, and let it fall. It seemed to float, and catch the air as it gracefully spiraled to the carpet. Arnav found it a beautiful sight. Khushi pushed him onto the bed and she went to crawl on top of him, but he grinned, and held her off him.
He said softly: "Take off your dress.” his gaze resting on her half exposed panties. Khushi returned the smile, and sensually took a shoulder strap off one shoulder. It didn't fall far; the curve of her breast prevented that. Her dress didn't fall when the other strap was gone either. Khushi merely grinned, and started to move her hips, as her hands slipped behind her, and worked on the zip. Once the dress was free, she leapt on him, her lips pressing against his. His mouth pushed back against the relentless assault he was receiving, and his hands caressed her long smooth legs.
In between the heated passion he asked in huskily: “Mahiya...?” though his voice was strained feeling her own hand at the bulge in his pants but the question was clearly heard.
She stopped kissing his neck, and stared at this amazing man, who was hers only...no matter in how heated, passionate session they’re Arnav always asks her permission in silent question even though he knows she won’t deny him. Being the gentleman he is, he makes sure to ask her consent before making love to her and this quality of his always makes her fall in love with him all over again if possible.
Arnav looked in her eyes as she held his gaze which gave him all the consent he needed, her eyes burned with lust and a need to be loved by him. She looked beautiful; absolutely gorgeous...for him she is beauty personified, especially those blue-green eyes shining with so much love and desire only for him.
Aakhon mein teri khone ki
Tere kareeb hone ki
Hone lagi aadat mujhe
Tujhpe fidaa hone ki...
Arnav was totally lost in her and seeing his lost expression Khushi had a mischievous idea which made her grin. Feeling bold Khushi let her bra fall onto his chest, her breasts bouncing free. Arnav was amazed seeing her bold and totally lost it seeing her womanly assets which were for his eyes only. He sucked on one of her nipples, while his hand played with the other breast; massaging it, squeezing it, pinching her buds...giving equal attention to both as he altered between them.
Khushi let out a moan of pleasure, and he responded by pulling on her nipples, one with his fingers, one with his teeth. She groaned again, and he stopped sucking, pushing her head down onto his own. They kissed once more. He held her head tightly, and felt her hands slid down. He felt his belt being undone, and he stopped kissing. Khushi grinned at him, and planted gentle kisses on his collarbone, while she unzipped his pants.
Within seconds she had pulled them off, and nothing was in the way of his member, but his briefs. She pulled them off too, in one swift motion.
As Khushi was in mood to be bold today much to Arnav’s surprise and delight, so staring into his eyes, and smiling seductively, she crawled down, dragging her fingernails gently across the muscle of his chest and stomach. Her touch was electrifying, and Arnav uttered a guttural moan when her lips closed around him. She took the entire length of his hard member in her throat, looking into his eyes all the way. She swirled her tongue around the head, and went down on him making him get lost in her. Arnav's fingers wormed into her hair, and he gently held her head. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked; she didn't deep throat, merely elegantly lapping up his desire.
Aisa nasha aankhon mein tha
Haaye madhosh hum hue
Tujhe chhu le bin chhue
Pyaas bujhe bin piye
When she went deep on him, his fingers tightened, and he almost came. He pushed her off before he did, hurling her onto her back. He didn't care about foreplay anymore; he wanted her to groan and moan and squeal and scream. He didn't bother with teasing her; he merely tore off her panties and buried his face in her curt. Khushi squirmed, and let out a high pitched giggle as his tongue danced in her womanhood, as he explored her. His nose rested on a neatly trimmed landing strip. Sucking on her clit, he looked her in the eyes. She stared back at him, but she was on the verge of cracking. He slid his tongue deeper inside her, and her eyes rolled back; her back arched, and she grabbed his head and forced it further between her legs.
Khushi squealed in pleasure, and her legs squeezed his head. With a guttural moan, she came; bucking her hips wildly. He felt her juices flow onto his cheeks. Her hand still weakly head his head in place, as she collapsed back onto the bed, her breathing ragged.
Tujhko palkon pe rakh lu saja ke yaara
Bin kahe suno o yaara
She said: "Thank you, Arnav."
Arnav said smiling: "Pleasure is all mine..."
He flipped her onto her back, and planted kisses on her spine and shoulder blades. Khushi felt the tip of his moist manhood gently brush her thigh, she said: "Love me Arnav...” laying on her back, presenting herself in front of him without shame because she never needs to shy from him...he is her husband, her soul mate, her lover.
She needed her man to take her, and she didn't care if she had to beg: "Please love me Arnav. Take me; I wanna feel you, close to me...completing me like no one else, please...Make me yours again, Jaana..." looking at him with pleading eyes.
He didn’t like her pleading for something which was hers and only hers, she should never beg for anything especially something which only she has right at because he is here to fulfill her every demand...she is his Princess to pamper and Queen of his heart who would rule over his heart forever.
Tu yeh kyun kahe humnasheen
Koi qurbat hi nahi
Main ye kahu ishq hai
Chhu le zara dil ki zameen
Arnav sort of chuckled at her eagerness and without a warning he put his erect member at the entrance of her dripping entrance. Khushi felt him thrust inside her, and she jolted forward. At first his thrusts were hard and deep, but slow. With each one, her body was jerked forward slightly, and she let out a grunt of pleasure. She felt his fingers worm into her hair, and Arnav pulled her head back. Her back arched and her breasts bounced as they were suddenly lifted up by the unexpected curve of her spine. It was little painful, but it was perfect; she loved it.
He was pulling on her hair; his thrusts increased in speed, his manhood easily lubricated by her earlier womanly juices. She heard him grunt and groan as he loved her deep. It was bestial and beautiful; the two lovers tangled in an animalistic embrace. She pushed back against his manhood, her soft skin bouncing against his hips as he went deep and hard on her. In that moment, nothing mattered, not his group of angry friends, not the Guptas’, not Lavanya -- actually especially not Lavanya. All that mattered was herself and Arnav, and the ecstatic bliss feeling they were wrapped in.
Likha hai jo dil pe mere
Aaja wo dikhaun tujhe
Tera hu main tera hi hu
Itna bata du tujhe
She screamed: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...ARNAVVVVV!!!" as she was taken by him.
She felt him give her arse a hard slap. And another. The stinging of her arse only added to her pleasure and she knew her cheek would be red and the thought of being spanked only aroused her further -- if that was even possible. God, it is hot when he gets all rough and passionate with her! She felt herself about to come again, and he must have felt it, for he let go of her hair, and holding her, as she rode the waves of pleasure he brought her to and could only be mesmerized by the beautiful expression on her face of pure please.
Dil mein gar ho ijazat chhupa lu yaara
Bin kahe suno o yaara
Khushi came down from her high and felt him pushed his member deep inside of her as he felt her walls crashing in on him, making her his forever over again. He could feel her sharp nails digging into her back as she scratched him. Her body held onto him tightly as he adjusted himself inside of her as he felt her walls loosening. Satisfied by her stretch he again removed his member from her, only to slam it back into again with a groan. She felt extreme sensation run though her swiftly, and as a sequel she lifted her leg onto the edge of his hip making him move deeper inside of her.
He again thrust into her, without stopping as he continuously hit her G-spot. He could feel his climax building up but he kept it on hold until her could feel hers. Her encouraging moans, made him slam into her deeper and faster.
Khushi: “Mmmm...Ah...Oh...Mm....AAAAH”
Jee ke na mil paaye to
Mar ke tujhe paayenge
Chhu kar dekhu toh dil ko yakeen ho yaara
She screamed out as she came again and this time they both climaxed together after a big thrust from his end and also felt his manly juices released inside of her as they both came. Remaining inside of her, he kissed her lips to ask her if she was okay. After receiving an approving nod from her, he pecked her lips as he slowly ejected himself out of her.
He readjusted her pillow, making them both collapse on the bed breathlessly and he held her waist as he pulled her in gracefully pulled her into his arms and she collapsed onto his chest, breathing heavily.
Once she had recovered, she said breathlessly: "Arnav..."
He smiled at her: "Yes?"
She said softly: "I'm your Angel” staring at his chest. "I'm your innocent Mahiya..." she swirled a finger around his nipple, and planted her hand on his chest: “...I'm your little wifey and I love you."
He said: "I know.” his own hand massaging her side.
She felt a safe, warm, comfort resting in the nook, between his chest and his strong arm.
He kissed her forehead, leaving a delicate moist patch, he said: "I love you two, three, four...raised to the power infinity."
Bin kahe suno o yaara
Humne toh yunhi dil haara....
Khushi chuckle at Arnav’s silly childish way of declaring his love; but loving his cuteness all the more, he peck her lips sweetly and the two lovers lay there, together in each other's arms, and their little world was complete.
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