"Subah hone na de...ek doosre ko hum sone na de"
I can't believe I am writing 2 such OSes in one week...blame it on the sherbat hangover...and the influence of some special friends of mine (nikki, dk, kjb, jb) ..which has turned me into this... from the masoom, serious writer that I was...
Don't know whether this can be labeled romance or gutter..or something in between..please take your pick people. ..
This one is for my love -AK, Nikki and Nikki's love KK. ..😳😉
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It was an all ladies gossip corner...at the iyer family bedroom...vandu, mihika, ishita along with some old gal pals from college..And the topic turned from harmless banter into steamier..giggle inducing gossip. ..in short..'a my hubby strongest' contest...
'Oh we were at IT all the time.' .vandu akka...was boasting..'even in college days ..we couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other..But the best one was when we went 3 hrs at a stretch ..non stop...she brought her voice to a conspirational whisper...best night ever...and we tried so many new things..stuff you can't even imagine'..she said ...while the group burst into another round of nervous giggling...
Ishita looked at her elder sis with amazement...vandu akka and her bala jeeju were always her ideal couple...she imagined them to be made for each other even in physical compatibility...she the aggressor and he the compliant...but did she hear right.?.3 hrs her akka had boasted...only 3 hrs? ...she thought...an amused blush n smile lighting up her face...as she was transported to a different day...a different place...
A very cosy but tasteful room...with a magnificent view..of the Swiss alps...from the huge french windows...
Who cares about such a view ishita thought. ..and why did people really spend so much money going to exotic locations...when all you needed for a rocking honeymoon was a hot...rather deliriously hot husband and a cosy room..she smiled to herself turning over and staring at her half ...trying to sleep. .Raavan kumar.
They had been at IT for hours now. ..more than half a dozen times..or was it more she wondered. ...as she trailed her fingers on his back...along all the reddish ..n blue black marks her nails had made during their sessions...
'Junglee billi..apne panje ke nishaan ginn rahee hai?'...he drawled. ...'haan ab buddhe se shaadi ki hai toh ab nishaan ginke hi time nikaalna padegaa'...she giggled
His eyes snapped open at that comment...glaring at her...'madraasan...suna nahi hai tumne ki soye hue sher ko jagaaya nahi karte...pachtaaogee' ..He said...catching hold of her hovering hand and pulling her close ...crushing her to him...'aaja meri silk smitha...ab dikhaata hoon tumhe...kal hotel se baahar jaane ki haalat mein nahi rahogee darling'...he said rolling over on top of her...
Ishita mentally congratulated herself...she had learnt to push his buttons real well...her very own unique item...her raavan kumar...she thought..'waise baahar jaana kisko hai'...she retorted...earning a smirk...and a adoring look from her husband...who had pinned her down with one hand ...fidgeting for something with the other...
she felt his warm breath on her bare shoulders...and her breath hitched...as she waited...crazy with anticipation...for him to take her...again...for the umpteenth time this night...
Suddenly ...she felt a cold trickle of some liquid down her neck...and then before she could react his lips following the trail down her neck ...touching all sensitive spots along her nape n shoulders...
'Darn... this never tasted so good '..she heard him say ..as she opened her eyes straight into her husbands...and looked at him questioningly...he just gave a lopsided grin...showing off his dimples...and then waved the bottle of the crazily expensive french champagne they had picked from their shopping that evening. ...
'Raman..par yeh toh kitna mehengaa hoga?'...ishita gasped...as she saw him pour another round liberally this time...and then licking off the drops as he nuzzled close to her ear...making her insides churn...'but like I said...it never tasted better darling'...he said huskily...'it's priceless now..meri kanjoos madrasan'...he said pulling off the duvet with a swift action...as he crushed his lips onto hers...the taste of sweet champagne and his lips...and the cold liquid on her heated body...making her go headily crazy and numb at the same time...'no wonder ppl like to drink' ...her last thought...as she felt his hands all over hers...demanding...and her body responding in ways she never thought possible. ...and they binged for dont know how many hours emptying the entire drinks trolley...
The hotel staff were taken aback at the state of the room ..when they entered for cleaning...after the couple had left for a late lunch...wine stained sheets...and the carpets still wet with champagne...'that's some crazy expensive stuff wasted' one remarked...'the other just nodded ..amused...'honeymoon couples'..He said...
'Ishu..ishu...'.vandu akka was calling her..'.kahaan Kho gayee ho?'...in your honeymoon flashback kya akka.'.Mihika teased..
Ishita blushed...'ab batao bhi'..the gals egged her on...'what was your record score...?...after all punjabi men have a reputation. .they can never have enough'...one of the friends giggled...
'Kuch bhi.'..ishita said..blushing scarlet...'zyaada nahi...akka jitna bhi nahi...yahee 2 hrs...'she said..while all the others started a giggle riot again...
'Sach kahaa raavan kumar'.she thought to herself.'..kuch baatein aapas mein hi Acchi lagti hai'...she smiled...joining the hushed gossiping again...
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Edited by bscorp13 - 10 years ago
Pati Patni Aur Panga
Kumkum Bhagya
