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Hello friends, am back with another story which of my friend Nisha. Well I am a beginner right now so would appreciate your feedback and inputs to improve. You can email me at
Well Nisha is a high society woman, married to a rich business tycoon and lives in Delhi. She got gorgeous figure and do what every rich woman do to be fit and slim. She’s 29 years old, 5’10 height, 36C boobs size, and always wear a tight fit dress to show her well maintained figure over the dress.
Rajeev (her husband) dropped her at the airport and reminded her details of all the arrangements made for her at the Paris Fashion Week and left. There was still time for take-off and she was checking out the bookstore to pass her time.
Soon there was an announcement that due to technical problem the flight is delayed. She was increasingly getting impatient now and somehow another hour passed. There was another announcement that they are unable to resolve the issue and it would take another few hours. She was getting irritated and called Rajeev just to find it switched off. Now that was strange, Rajeev never does that. She tried to talk to airport staff and she managed to find out that it would take at least 12 hours. She again called Rajeev, switch off. So she finally booked a cab and went home.
It was 8pm and strangely it seemed as if no-one was home. She had her keys and so she unlocked the door and went inside. Went to kitchen to get some water and came back in hall to relax. She heard a loud voice of a girl. She was shocked and then there cuddling voice and 2 people laughing. She tried to concentrate the source of d voice and found it was coming from inside her bedroom on 1st floor. She quietly climbed the stairs and went near the bedroom door and heard voices. It was Rajeev’s voice and the other voice of the girl seems to be known but she was unable to recall. Now she was anxious. She wasn’t able to see anything from the key hole.
She went to the side passage as there were glass windows. What she saw made her freeze…a girl in doggy position with her head laying on the bed sideways and Rajeev was giving long strokes and she was moaning and teasing him while laughing “bas itna he dum hai? Aur jor se thoko na. Lagta h buddhe ho gaye ho…hehehehe” Rajeev spanked her ass hard “bachchi samjh k baksh raha hu warna 2 din dhang se chal be nhi paegi”. Nisha was furious and was desperate to know who the bitch was and… the girl:” jiju chalna kisko ho, mjhe toh sirf letna he toh h”. And all the world of Nisha shattered like a house of cards.
She was Shweta, her own real sister. Rajeev grabbed Shweta’s hair and pulled it by making her raise her face above “chinta kyu karti hai meri randi abhi toh pura hafta h teri bajane ko, apni purani sari chudayi bhool jaegi tu or apne jiju k alawa kisika or ka loda raas b nhi aaega”. Nisha couldn’t imagine what she was seeing n hearing and started crying and fall on her knees. Shweta: “ye baat toh hai jiju, aajkal aapke alawa kisika raas b nhi aata, I love u jiju, yeaa ysss or jor se jiju, yes I can take it, make me ur bitch, I don’t want anyone else, make me cum jiju”.
Rajeev was now in full speed “haan Shweta thuje toh jis din dekha tha usi din randi banana ki than li thi…pure 2 saal baad essa mauka mila h…is bar thuje achche se train karunga…”. She was numb hearing this, omg he is fucking her since she was in 12th. Shweta: “ahhh..yaaaa…I love uuu…aapneeee already itnaaaaa t o h traaaain kar diyaa h jiiiijuuuu ki mauuuka dikhte heeee, meriii taange apneee aap chodiiii ho jatiiieee…oyiiiiii…hai aapkee samne”.
Nisha was cursing herself why she didnt see this coming and why she shared with her sis how good Rajeev was in bed. Back then it all seemed to be fun sharing sexual life but now she was regretting. Unable to hear all these cheap talks she decided to leave quietly from there. Nisha hurriedly left the house trying to swipe her tears and thinking of how to teach them a lesson.
She somehow managed herself and decided to go to a bar and boozed up else she would be unable to get past this night. She reached a bar at Connaught Place (CP). Every effort she was making to calm herself wasn’t working. She ordered 2 tequila shots and gulped down both quickly. Inside her head the words of her sis were repeating as if live telecast was going on… “aapne already itna toh train kar diya h jiju ki mauka dikhte he, meri taange apne aap chodi ho jati hai aapke samne.” It was all messing up with her head. She no more wanted to board her flight. She repeated her order.
Again those shots were inside in a go. And the effects of tequila shots have started showing. She ordered whiskey this time and by the time her drink arrived she was on the dance floor. Dancing, shouting, trying to suppress the voices in her head about her sis moaning because of the strokes of her own husband. Soon she was surrounded by random guys, trying to dance with her, offering her drinks and she was out of senses by then. It was enough signal for guy to grab her, pinch her boobs, spank her ass.
Within few mins the Boucer interrupted and carried her to her table. She was enjoying this and finally it seems those voices in her head stopped and she was continuously getting drinks sent by random guys to try their luck. She was not in any condition to think about all this. She again hit the dance floor, herself holding guys and dancing with them. And she puked… the guy left her immediately and she fall on the floor. Bouncer came running n carried her to washroom and she don’t know when she passed out. Bang bang. Bang bang.
She was in deep drown in sleep and unable to understand what was the sound when there was a loud bang and she came to her senses. She passed out on the washroom floor and these knocks were coming from outside. She wasn’t able to stand up as she was heavily drunk but she tried and opened the door and there was a guy in suit (Manager) standing asking is she fine. He gave her a hand n helped her came out and made her sit on the sofa.
And immediately waiter came and said “Mam! Bill.” “How much?” she asked. “20 thousand” he replied. She looked for her purse and shit! She don’t know where is it. Seeing her like this, the guy in the suit asked “what happened mam?” “My purse! It was with me only. Can you please check on my table?” she said anxiously. “Mam waha toh koi purse nhi h. aapne pakka wahi rakha tha?” waiter said. She stood up and tried to search herself while her head was banging. The suit guy made her sit back and said “we will search mam. Waiter jake washroom me dekho”.
Waiter searched everywhere and came and said “Manager sahb sab jagah dekh liya, madam ka purse kahi nhi h”. She was now cursing herself for drinking so heavily and losing her purse. “usme 2 lakh rupee cash, mere cards and mera phone bhi tha…” she replied. “Mam humne har jagah dekh liya kahi nahi h” waiter said. She started crying and frantically searching herself. “kya hua Manager sahb, ye madam ko kya ho gaya” the bouncer said while entering the area.
Manager: “Mam ka purse or mobile nahi mil rahe h”.
Bouncer (Jorawar): “bol do subha aake dhundh legi”
Manager: “payment bhi toh nahi kiya hai, esse kese jane denge?”
Bouncer: “payment nhi hua h? oh madam aap purse layi thi ya esse he uth kea a gayi thi…purse k paav age h?”
Nisha: “me layi thi, mobile bhi usi me tha”
Bouncer: “kisi ko phone karke bula do, bill payment karde aapka. Raat k 12:30 ho rahe h, aapke chakkar me sab late ho rahe h. subha aake dekh lena”
Now as she thought of calling Rajeev, all the incidents happened in last few hours came flooding in her mind. Also according to Rajeev she should be in flight and not drunk at this time in a bar. She wasn’t able to recall number of any of her friend coz there was never a need to remember a number and she started cursing mobile phones and remembering how in old times she used to have all the number of friends on tip of her tongue. Bouncer interrupted her thoughts “madam, number do kisi ka, jo aake aapko le jaye”. “Ji mujhe kisi ka number yaad nahi… aap mujhe abhi jane dijiye, me kal subha aake sara payment kar dungi” she replied.
Bouncer: “oooo…so tub hi unhi randiyo me se h jo roz yaha aake fokat ka peeti h fhr bahane marti h ki pese bhool gayi, purse chori ho gaya, card kam nhi kr raha… teri jesi roz ghani aati h, chal payment kar warna police me de denge”.
Police ka naam sunte he Nisha kapne lagi ki agar Rajeev ko pata chal gay toh sabko lagega ki wo characterless h and she said “sir am from a respected family. U pls understand me.
Mere pas purse tha. Me kal pakka aake payment kar dungi aapka.”
Bouncer: “Ghani angreezi na jhad. Tere jesi roz 50 aati h or 50 mere lund pe latakti h… payment kr warna police bulate h”.
She started crying and begging that she is not lying and that they should believe him.
Bouncer: “Manager sahb karo police ko call karo, ye essa na manegi”
Nisha: “Nahi pls pls…aap jo bologe me karungi but pls police ko mat bulao, mere gharwalo ko pata chal gaya toh mera divorce ho jaega”.
Ye sunte he manager uske pas aata h n uske boobs touch karta h or bolta h “khush kar de hume, bhut din ho gaye, biwi bhi maike gayi h”. Nisha was shocked and she slapped him while abusing him. Bouncer jumped in between and slapped Nisha hard and in 1 slap she was on the floor. “Randi jyada natak karti h…koi customer nhi mila aaj raat ko toh payment nhi kar rahi upar se ab natak akr rhi h… Aaj thuje asli maza deta hu dekh” and he picked her up and smashed her on the table and tore down her 1 piece dress and the manager and the waiter pinned down her hands tight “ab thuje dikhata hu Jorawar or uske lund ka jor…
Fhir kalse tu khud aaegi yaha roz chudne.” Nisha started shouting and begging that she is not a whore and she will pay them but no-one listened to her and swung into action. Jorawar pulled the panty with force and tore it too. the manager grabbed her face and looked into her eyes “shhhh baby… relax… tum co-operate karo, tumhe aaj bhut maza aaega…lene me bhi and dene me bhi…”. Jorawar by now has opened his jeans n took out his cock n stretched Nisha’s leg apart and used his strong hard fingers to made a way for them into her pussy and Nisha made out a loud noise “ahhhhh mummyyyy….pls pls nikalo bhut pain kar raha h…” but instead Jorawar started fingering her pussy.
She was shouting and saying to stop and beg and tried all her efforts to stop what was going to happen but a slap from Jorawar shut her mouth with fear and she started shivering seeing the beast in that guy like she has read of ‘MINOTAUR’. She felt like it was the worst day of her life, first she lost her loving husband and sister and now she she is going to be used by stranger guys because of her own mistake and carelessness. Jorawar called out few names and 4 more guys came… 3 seemed to be the other bouncers, and other seems to be a cook. The bouncers swung into action and surrounded Nisha around the table.
I think the story is getting too long so I have to divide it into parts. Stay in touch, keep sending feedback and suggestions. I am 24 year old guy from Delhi.
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