SS:Love Child:Thread 2: Complete - Page 19

Geet stretched lazily on the bed. She was feeling heavy but nothing much tat troubled her. She cuddled a bit more and slowly tried to open her eyes adjusting to the sunlight tat peeped through the curtains and she smiled feeling someone close to her. She blushed knowing who it could be but why wasn't he pulling her closer. She pouted but being Geet Handa she would not beg to Maan to grab and make morning love to her. She enjoyed their sweet morning session where he would make her blush and cry for release and after a long he would give her wat she wanted.

So early. For a second she stilled but then frowned hearing the strange voice. We haven't finished yet sweetheart.. Come back to me. The voice said seeing Geet crawl a bit.

Who the hell.. her eyes suddenly wide and her jaw dropped as she looked at the male sleeping next to her. No.. this is a nightmare.. I could not..

C'on darling. Rocky pulled away the sheets making Geet to gasp. Don't insult saying it's a nightmare. In real it was the best f** of my life.

F***. She almost cried but she did not as she just stared at his hardened length. She blushed for a second but then the truth of her being naked flashed in her mind.

Yes f***. Rocky smiled evilly patting her cheeks. You were the best girl I ever had in my bed... you rocked my night girl. He climbed out of the bed. And now I wish to continue this for sometime.. you see f**k mates.

F**k mates. She parroted his words.

Yes. Rocky leaned towards rubbing her lower lip with his thumb and then pulled back again. F*** mates to have hot and wild sex.

No... she suddenly yelled as if she came to life. No I can't..

Why can't you? We enjoyed last night and trust me I would not ditch you while you give me such wild sex.

I'm married.. married she repeated as she continued looking at Rocky while he moved inside the room.

I do know darling. Rocky smirked standing all naked in front of her. But tat does not matter me and neither you.

Me. She looked confused. But I'm married. She repeated again. Rocky frowned at her. I'm married... Aryan.. he's and she just flew into the washroom gathering her scattered clothes while Rocky laughed behind.

*****

You have a quite sexy figure. Mona smiled blowing a kiss making Maan squint his eyes at her. Wat did I say?

Tat I have a sexy figure. She posed in front of him just in her lace panty. And I know it but hearing from a hotty like you.. tats sounds more sexy. Maan shook his head to clear his mind. He for a moment looked lost but then Mona got busy giving her back to him and the Casanova Maan just stared at her naked back from behind.

By the way, wat do you think your temporary wife is doing with her hot Greek male? Maan was lost and he just could not answer anything she asked. C'on don't be a prude... I and you, we do know wat they will be doing but how wild and hot.

Wild and hot.

Yes.. just like us.. Hmm I must say I never felt my mouth so full like I did with you. Gosh you have a huge cock. Mona blushed but then her eyes stilled on something and she smiled.

Your wife. Mona smirked picking up her clothes as Geet entered the suite unaware tat her husband had a companion.

Geet. He raised his eyes and was shocked to see her walking like a dead body. Geet.

Is she crazy? Mona asked with confusion. Is she?

Shut up. Maan growled. He was stuck up and here Geet acted weird and why did she just walk in like tat and did she not see there was another female almost naked. Geet... you ok. But she was deaf to his voice and just walked into the washroom.

Is this the side effect of sex.. omg Mona cried out in confusion. How weird for the male if she is like this.. it's so crazy and yuckkk...

Shut up. Maan snarled. And get out right now.

Haw. Mona pouted but then smirked devilishly. Not sated with one... why don't I too join in.. you see we can do an orgy with threesome... on the same bed tat we had sex last night.. it would be so fun... a wild threesome orgy.

Wat. Maan's eyes wide and jaw dropped. Threesome.

Don't say you haven't had one.. this is not done Maan.. trust me it's the mind blowing sex anyone can have..

Get out. He screamed. Get the hell out or I will kick your butt right now. Mona glared as she pulled on her dress and then smirked. I said..

I know but don't forget to call me darling.. I would love to have a three..

Shut up and get out. He flung a pillow and Mona exited dodging it with an evil laughter and tat very moment Geet stepped out of the washroom shocking Maan once again. Geet.. wat did you do?

Shower. She simply answered repeating the word again. Shower.

I can see. He climbed out of the bed and realized he was naked; he looked for his boxer's and then locating them pulled on so tat he could cover his hardness. But like this.. do you know you are still wearing you last evening shorts.. ewww wat the hell is tat smell. He closed his nose smelling something weird. Wat the hell did you use to shower and clean your hair.

Shampoo. Geet mechanically answered all wet with her white shirt clung to her body like a second skin and her shorts gosh they were sexy and Maan was feeling the wave of hit just seeing her like tat. The new shampoo.

New shampoo. Maan stepped a bit closer and smelled the new fragrance and his eyes wide once again. Omg.. you crazy shit Handa... wat did you do. Tat was the wine bottle which had expired its consumable date... I.. gosh Maan how could you just keep it there.. shit...

Wine.. Geet looked at him with confusion in her eyes. But tat was shampoo...it smells so nice.

Wine you b****. He snarled at her. And now you stink like pig. He just stared at her confused face standing away now. You stink like pig.. tell me did you wash yourself properly or just ewww get back and wash no.. no rub yourself go..

But I want to sleep. She almost sat on the bed But Maan grabbed her hand and pushed her inside the washroom and yelled after closing it.

Rub or do watever you want but don't you dare come out before you are clean and get free from tat rotten smell.

John. Maan frowned hearing John's huffed voice. He had sat for long and not knowing wat to do he called his only friend who he could trust and talk to. Wat are you doing?

Cleaning my mess.

Wat mess? Maan asked frowning deeper as if John was right in front of him. Are you f****** Jenny right now?

Yes.. f****** damn hot f******* Maan.

And you dare to talk to me on phone. You sick b******...

B******* a**hole you are the one who called me. Maan bit his lower lip. And I ain't f****** Jenny the Hitler ok.

Jenny the Hitler. Maan asked smiling a bit. Is she a Hitler in bed.. how is she..

Would you like an experience? John asked gritting his teeth from the other side. Trust me you'll enjoy her just like I do.

F***. Maan hissed. Don't try to divert my mind. You know wat..

I don't know. John smirked for a moment but then seeing his wife Jenny he lowered his eyes.

Shut up and listen. Maan growled. My wife.. Geet's gone crazy.. She's weird and I don't know wat I should do with her.

F*** her hard and fast.

You son of b****. Maan snarled in anger. Here m tensed and there you are enjoying my misery. Do you even realize wat I suffer here?

And you don't know wat I suffer.. Do you know where tat old lady of yours is? Suddenly John asked making Maan confused. I want to wriggle and throttle tat slender neck of hers until she's dead.

And you think I will let.

You are my friend. John cried.

And she's my Dadima and I would kill you to even think about doing that.

You son of licking B*****.. get the hell out of here.

Wat did she do for you to get angry? Maan ignored John and questioned him. Wat did my old lady do John.

Jenny's not pregnant.

Wat.

Your old lady and my ever excited old man f***** my life Maan.. I'm so deaddd

Can we have sex Maan?

Whose tat? John screamed into the phone. Are you f****** someone else b*******.

Can you f*** me right now?

Who the hell is requesting you so softly and lovingly Maan? John questioned again. Who is she?

Geet.. my wife.

Your wife.. how the...peep peep peep the line went dead. Wat did you say Handa?

Can we f*** now? Maan was shocked or say bewildered. We are married na.. you are my husband and m your wife.

You gone crazy. He asked fluttering his eyes. Did you do drugs Handa?

Can we f*** Maan?

*******

And tat's wat I call a plan. Savitri Devi smirked enjoying her wine but who knew tat her enjoyment would not even last for 10 seconds.

Wats f*** Granny? Aryan asked with a cute little eyes glowing. Why did Mom ask Dad tat can we f***? Wat does it mean?

F**k.

Yes Granny. Dadima's eyes wide and her body numbed hearing the little Aryan question her. Her brain started to curse her for forgetting tat her great grandson was sitting right next to her and she had totally forgotten about the speakers tat would give her live commentary of whatever was spoken by Maan and Geet in their room just like she had fixed microphones in their plane where Maan and Geet had left for their honeymoon. Wat does f*** me Granny?

It's just a word son. She murmured not really knowing how to answer. Something like silly.

Silly. He raised his brow. Do I look like a silly boy Granny? He glared munching into his chocolate. Aryan's not a silly boy tat you dont say f*** means silly ok..

Then wat does it mean? Dadima retorted back.

You should know and I want you to answer first? Dadima glared at him and he just smirked like his the dearest Dad who always irritated her like this little kid. Or I go and see Dad and Mom and tell them we are here and we can hear everything they speak in their room.

You threatening me... Savitri Devi Singh Khuranna.

Whose tat? Aryan asked narrowing his eyes. Is she your friend?

You stupid boy. Dadima almost hissed but then controlled herself. Aryan baby..

Don't baby me.. tell me wat f*** means or I go and see Dad and Mom right now. To warn her he stood on his legs with his hands on hips. Now.

I just know it's a bad word..

Bad word. He asked with confusion. But if so why is Mom always using it.. I hear her all the time and so does Dad.

Coz they both are crazy and have no manners and you see. She patted herself in her mind for getting a perfect chance to shut Aryan. We are here to hear wat your Dad and Mom say all the time.. you see to check how much bad words they know and then we can punish them as we are good.. you would love to punish them na..

Really. He suddenly looked excited and she knew her plan was successful but she needed to be careful. Can I punish Mom and Dad in real?

Off course Darling.. you can and I will see tat they do as you say. Aryan jumped into her lap and kissed her all over her face hugging her tight and Dadima really felt so good remembering her little Maan who now had grown to be the biggest bad boy she had ever known in her life.

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