MG FF-VIVAH - Thread 9 - Page 38

waiting for the week end to go so that you would update 😳

Originally posted by: shrutheAjay

waiting for the week end to go so that you would update 😳

Whole ten days ke baad Forum ka face dekha ,net nahi tha , suffered from severe headache ,FF's nahi padne ka natiza lol

Awesome one . Maan is still having insecurity and still not understood Geet. loved whole terrace ka atmosphere and Geet made him understand by her simple words abt her place and poonam place n his heart . That was beautifully written .

Surprise!!!! Well I am travelling on Monday so giving you all an early update. Now, I need special long comments and loads of love from you guys.

Also, Thank you friends for your lovely comments on the last part.

Some of you felt that Maan should have not missed Geet's function and could have gone out for some time. My POV was that his relationship with Poonam's family is very delicate. If they feel they are not wanted or a burden, they will not continue this relationship. Also, this was their first visit after Maan's marriage. They could have totally misunderstood the situation even when it was true. Somewhere Maan trusted the strength of his relationship with Geet. Also marriage talks are not light things and fairly urgent as they wanted to talk to Maan and Daadima before finalizing the proposal.

On a lighter note, Maan will get his punishment in a way…just wait and read…

So don't mind please and continue to enjoy God's justice…

Anu (hermoso) – missed you so much and I am glad your net is back…

Heytal – Thanks for commenting and keep on doing that dear…

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Chapter 58

Tumne itni mohabbat bhar di is dil main

Zindagi bhi kam pad jaaye iski ibadat main...

Apno baahon ke aanchal main le lo mujhe

Aaj tumhari godi me sar rakhkar dekhne do tumhe...

Itne din baad aaj wo ghadi aayi hai

In honto ko tumhari honto ki pyaas hai...

Sulag jaane do ab is aag ko

Kho jane do is pal main khud ko...

By Mishtiritu

Geet sniffed her sob as Maan turned her around. Maan looked at her red nose and pouting lips. He gave his hanky to her and she looked at him as he kept in under her nose. Her lips twitched as she took the hanky and blew in it.

She looked at him with her doe shaped eyes and Maan smiled at her tantrum. He held his ears "Sorry Jaan…kaam mein phas gaya tha….maaf kardo na."

[Sorry Jaan…I got stuck in work…please forgive me na]

Even though she melted at that "Jaan" and his cutely holding the ears but Geet removed the hanky and pouted her lips even more, nodding her head in denial.

"Aap bahut bure ho. Humesha aise hi karte ho. I waited for you…I was so excited to make you meet everyone. I also wanted to feel proud of being with my husband. Lekin Nahi. Khud ka toh celebrity status hai…mere saath nazar aane mein toh aapko sharam aati hai na….is baar nahi manungi mein…aur kitne besharam hein…mujhse hi puch rahe hain ki kasie manaoon…aisa koi bhala karta hai kya…dusht daanav…haan bilkul dusht daanav ho aap…khadoos…dusht danav…Miser Singh Khurana"

[You are very bad. You always do this. I waited for you…I was so excited to make you meet everyone. I also wanted to feel proud of being with my husband. But no. You have a celerity status so…it would have been embarrassing for you right to be visible with me…this time I will not forgive you…and how shameless you are…you are asking me only how to makeup with me…who does something like that…dusht daanav…yes, you are an absolute dusht daanav…khadoos…dusht daanav…Miser Singh Khurana]

Maan could not control hearing her rant and looked at her luscious lips using such choosy words for him. Her words rang in his mind "I am your wife and that's it."

He held her by waist and jerked her close banging her soft form to his hard frame.

Geet hit her soft fists onto his chest.

"chodo…chodo mujhe…dusht daanav…dus sir wale raavan"

[Leave…leave me…dusht danav…ten headed raavan]

Maan held her hair from his other hand took her complaining lips into his. He kissed her softly but firmly drinking in her words.

Geet stilled felling his lips on her own. He pulled her closer as if possible and took both her lips together into his wet lips. Before Geet could realize he darted his tongue and swiped on her lips with both her lips still into his. Jolt of pleasure travelled through her spine as she closed her eyes felling his wet mouth, lips and tongue embracing her rosy petals. Sensations weakened her knees as his breath mingled with hers.

He parted slightly and took her lower lip within his lips, sucking it and nibbling it. Geet dig her nails on to his biceps, clutching him tightly and bringing him even closer. He repeated the same with her upper lip. She moaned in her head as his stubble caressed her lower lip while his lips assaulted it's upper counterpart.

Finally not able to bear injustice to either one of them he again took both into his mouth. Geet was lost in his passion long back and he easily slipped his tongue into her mouth. He touched sides of her inner cheeks tasting her honey dew taste. He thought he was already floating in heaven but was still surprised by the passion that ran in his veins as Geet dared to move her own tongue into his mouth for the first time. All thoughts left his brain as pure desire gripped him.

He banged her into the nearby wall to give her some support as he was long lost into her. He removed his hands from her waist and hair leaning his entire weight on her. He held her hands on the wall pressing himself completely onto her…feeling every inch of her with his own body. Though fully clothed, nothing could shield the heat emanating from their bodies as they merged and their lips fused together.

Months of emotional conflict, yearning, realization and acceptance of love culminated in both loosing their senses. They didn't even realize they were standing in open and couldn't grasp the passion which was drowning them.

When their lungs gave away, Maan had to part away slightly. Geet moaned as he travelled downwards smooching her chin. He placed open mouthed kisses on her neck as his hands finally left her hands and moved on their own accord towards her saree pallu. They did not apprehend when her pallu went down, when he started sucking and kissing her cleavage at her blouse neck line, when his hand felt her back or when her own hands pulled her hair and dug his shoulders tightly pressing him more into her bosom. He went down further nipping her buds over her blouse as she grunted in pleasure moaning his name.

But before he could do justice to it's counterpart, he felt thirsty for her and could not stop himself from claiming her lips again. His hands moved lower cupping her waist as he again pushed his pelvis on hers. Subconsciously she did feel his hard arousal but her mind was too befuddled with his touches to comprehend anything. But her hormones did acknowledge the fact and raged making her hot and wet even as he kissed her to oblivion.

Geet did not realize but her hands were all over his back and waist. As he finally moved towards the neglected second ni***, her hands moved to his front caressing his chest and abs. Maan groaned in pleasure as her butterfly touches on his torso drove him mad. He held her both hands into his with and intention of kissing them when he stopped abruptly.

"Geet!!!!"

Geet opened her eyes missing his warmth but more than that hearing the sudden panic in his voice.

"Ji"

She was startled by his horrified expression and then looked at her hands which were full of blood. She was still so lost in what happened that for a moment could not understand from where the blood was coming. As she came back to her senses, she realized her hand was hurting a lot.

"Ahhh…Maan mera haath…yeh sab kaise hua. Itna dard kyon ho raha hai?"

[Ahhh…Maan mera haath…how did this happen. Why is it paining so much?]

Maan looked at her and felt a pang of pain seeing her face twisted with same emotion. Then he noticed her bangles which were lying on the floor near the wall and blood marks on the wall. He closed his eyes in frustration understanding that he must have hurt her when he banged her hands on the wall. Her bangles had broken piercing her wrist.

He felt ashamed of his deed. He held her hands in one hand trying to stem blood flow and hastily put her pallu back – "I am so sorry Geet. Pata nahi kaise…How could I loose myself like that."

Geet stopped his hand as he draped her saree back properly. She blushed slightly - "Please don't tarnish best moments of my life by saying sorry. Kya aap ko sach mein galat lagta hai…jo kuch…I mean whatever just happened?"

[Please don't tarnish best moments of my life by saying sorry. Do you really feel you have done a mistake...what ever...I mean whatever just happened?]

Precap – I don't want to give a precap yaar…pls pls let's keep it a surprise. But now do tell me how many kisses have ended in hero injuring the heroine J….so it was unique isn't it….

wow that was an awesome part just love it

loved it...

loved the update

YAAY ME FIRST !!! AND GEET BETTER KISS HIM WILDLY FOR SAYING SORRY !!

just loved it