Zainab Abbas apni black pencil skirt aur crisp white shirt mein bahut professional aur seductive lag rahi thi. 24 saal ki yeh journalist apne career ke liye kuch bhi kar sakti thi. Aaj uska sabse bada interview tha — Vikrant Malik, 41 saal ke powerful cricket franchise owner ke saath. Woh unke private luxury suite mein pahunchi thi, Jumeirah Beach Hotel, Dubai.Suite ka darwaza khula toh Vikrant khud khade the. Tall, well-built, sharp jawline aur dangerous smile. Usne Zainab ko upar se neeche tak dekha aur muskuraya.“Miss Zainab… aaiye andar. Aapko dekh kar lag raha hai aaj interview se zyada kuch aur hone wala hai.”Zainab ne muskurate hue haath milaya. Uske haathon ki softness aur thodi thandak ne Vikrant ko turant asar kiya.“Sir, aap bahut busy hain, main waqt waste nahi karungi,” usne professional tone mein kaha.Vikrant ne darwaza band kiya aur usko andar le aaya. Suite ka drawing area bahut luxurious tha — floor-to-ceiling glass se sea view, dim lights aur ek bada sofa. Woh sofa pe baith gaya aur Zainab ko apne saamne wali single chair pe baithne ko kaha.Zainab baithi. Uski skirt thodi upar chadh gayi thi, uski smooth waxed thighs dikhai de rahi thi. Vikrant ki nazar wahan atak gayi.Zainab ne recorder on kiya aur apna notepad khola.Zainab: Mr. Vikrant, aapki franchise is season mein sabse aggressive kyun perform kar rahi hai? Aapke players mein kya aisa hai jo baaki teams mein nahi?Vikrant: (uski aankhon mein dekhte hue) Aggressive toh hona hi chahiye Zainab. Jab tak aap andar tak nahi jaate… gehraai tak nahi pahunchte… tab tak asli result nahi milta. Mere players jab tak opponent ki har weakness ko gehraai tak explore nahi kar lete… tab tak jeet nahi milti.Zainab ki saans ek second ke liye ruk gayi. Woh samajh gayi thi ki Vikrant kya keh rahe hain. Usne apni janghen thodi si press ki, chut mein halka sa geelapan feel hua.Zainab: (thoda sa ruk kar) To phir aap apni team ko motivate kaise karte hain? Kya koi special strategy hai?Vikrant: Strategy bahut simple hai. Pehle dheere dheere andar jaate hain… unko feel karte hain… phir jab woh taiyaar ho jaati hai… tab zor-zor se dhakke marte hain. Jab tak woh geeli aur flexible nahi ho jaati… tab tak asli performance nahi aata.Zainab ki gardan laal ho gayi. Woh apni notebook mein kuch note likhti hui boli, lekin uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thi.Zainab: Aapke hisaab se ek successful team ke liye sabse important cheez kya hai?Vikrant: Complete surrender. Jab team apne captain ke control mein puri tarah aa jaati hai… tab woh kuch bhi kar sakti hai. Chahe kitna bhi bada aur mota challenge ho… woh usko andar tak le leti hai aur enjoy karti hai.Zainab ne apni taange cross ki. Uski chut ab sach mein geeli ho chuki thi. Woh andar hi andar soch rahi thi — yeh interview hai ya seduction?Zainab: Last season aapki team ne bahut risky decisions liye the. Aapko lagta hai risk lena zaroori hai?Vikrant: Bilkul. Bina risk ke koi mazaa nahi. Kabhi kabhi aapko apni comfort zone se bahar nikalna padta hai. Andar tak jaana padta hai… chahe dard ho ya pleasure… dono ko feel karna padta hai. Aur jab aap andar tak pahunch jaate ho… tab jo maza aata hai… woh duniya mein kuch aur nahi deta.Zainab ki saans tez ho gayi thi. Usne apna recorder check kiya aur dheere se boli,“Sir… aapke jawab bahut… interesting hain.”Vikrant muskuraya, uski aankhon mein ek dangerous chamak thi. Woh aage jhuk kar dheere se bola,“Zainab… interview toh abhi shuru bhi nahi hua hai asal mein.”Zainab ne apni janghen aur tightly press ki. Uski panty ab bilkul geeli ho chuki thi. Woh samajh gayi thi ki yeh sirf interview nahi… yeh seduction ka shuruaat hai.
Altaf ne camera pack kiya aur Zainab ki taraf dekha.
“Zainab, main office chalta hoon. Tu interview complete kar ke aana.”Zainab ne sir hila diya aur dheere se boli,
“Haan Altaf bhai, aap jaao. Mujhe Vikrant sir se kuch personal follow-up questions poochne hain. Thodi der lagegi.”Jaise hi Altaf darwaza band karke chala gaya, suite mein sannata chha gaya. Zainab ne apna recorder band kiya aur Vikrant ki taraf dekha.Vikrant chair pe aaraam se baitha tha, uski aankhon mein ek dangerous muskurahat thi.Zainab khadi hui, apni skirt ko hips tak upar kiya aur Vikrant ke saamne ghutno pe baith gayi. Usne bina kisi sharm ke Vikrant ki zip kholi aur uska mota, sakht lund bahar nikala.“Sir… aapke jawabon ne meri chut ko geela kar diya tha,” usne gehri awaaz mein kaha aur uske lund ke sar ko apni zubaan se chaatne lagi.Vikrant ne uske baal pakde aur dheere se bola,
“Toh ab jo mann kare kar… apni asli aukaat dikha meri jaan.”Zainab ne apni aankhein band ki aur pura lund muh mein le liya. Zor-zor se choosne lagi, apni gardan aage-peeche karti hui. Uske muh se zor-zor ki awaazein nikal rahi thi — “Mmmhh… gluck… gluck… aahhh…”“Bahut achha choos rahi hai tu… itni sundar journalist… aur yahan mere lund pe ghutno pe baithi hai,” Vikrant ne uske baal sehlate hue kaha.Zainab ne lund muh se nikaala, uske sar ko apni cheeks pe ragadte hue boli,“Sir… main bahut badi randi hoon… college mein Rehaan ke saath library ke last bench pe chudwati thi… professor sir ke cabin mein unke table pe let kar unka lund leti thi… internship ke time mera boss mujhe uske ghar bula kar uski biwi ke saamne mujhe chodta tha… aur aaj main yahan aapke suite mein aapke lund ki bhakti kar rahi hoon…”Vikrant ne usko uthaya aur bed pe patak diya. Usne Zainab ki skirt aur panty neeche ki aur uski geeli chut ko dekha.“Kitni geeli hai teri chut… sach mein bahut badi chudakkad hai tu.”Zainab ne apni taange khud faila di aur ro-ro kar boli,“Haan sir… main ek badi si besharam randi hoon… meri chut sirf bade lund ke liye bani hai… please sir… mujhe aaj poori tarah chod dijiye… meri chut, meri gaand, mera muh… sab aapka hai… mujhe aapka maal andar bhar do… mujhe pregnant kar do sir… main aapke bachche ki maa banna chahti hoon…”Vikrant ne uski taange apne shoulders pe rakh kar ek hi zor daar dhakke se pura lund uski chut mein ghused diya.“Aaaahhhhh fuckkk sir… bahut mota hai… meri chut phat gayi… aaaahhh… aur zor se… faad dijiye meri chut ko…”Vikrant ne wild speed se usko chodna shuru kar diya. Har dhakke ke saath Zainab ki cheekhein suite mein goonj rahi thi.Zainab apne aap ko aur degrade karte hue chillati rahi,“Main ek nikammi journalist hoon… din mein serious ban ke ghoomti hoon… aur raat ko bade aadmiyon ke suite mein let kar chudwati hoon… main apne future husband ko dhokha de rahi hoon… lekin mujhe koi sharm nahi… main sirf lund ki bhookhi kutiya hoon… aaaahhh… aur zor se sir… mujhe aur gandi bana do…”Vikrant ne usko ghodi banaya aur peeche se zor-zor se pounding karne laga. Usne Zainab ke baal khenche aur uske kaan mein bola,“Bol… bol ki tu kya hai meri?”Zainab ne apni gaand peeche karke zor se chillayi,“Main aapki personal randi hoon sir… aapki chudakkad journalist… aapki ghodi… aapki bahen ki lodi… jo aapke lund ke liye kuch bhi kar sakti hai… please sir… mujhe andar hi maal bhar do… main aapka bachcha paida karna chahti hoon…”Vikrant ne usko bahut wild style mein choda — doggy, missionary, piledriver — har position mein Zainab ko aur gandi baatein karwate hue.Aakhir mein usne Zainab ki chut ke andar gehraai tak apna garam maal bhar diya.Zainab ne apni taange tightly lapet li aur aankhon mein aansu ke saath muskurate hue boli,“Shukriya sir… aapne meri chut ko aaj poori tarah apna bana diya… main ab sirf aapki hoon…”
Zainab abhi bhi bed pe leti hui thi, uski chut se Vikrant ka garam maal bahar tapak raha tha. Uski saans tez chal rahi thi aur pura badan paseene se tar tha. Vikrant uske upar let gaya aur uske gore boobs ko zor-zor se dabane laga.“Abhi toh sirf warm-up tha meri randi… ab asli khel shuru hota hai,” usne uske nipple ko kaat te hue kaha.Zainab ne apni taange khud hi faila di aur ro-ro kar boli,“Sir… main bahut gandi hoon… aap jo marzi karo mujhe… meri chut abhi bhi aapke lund ke liye taras rahi hai… please mujhe aur chodiye… main aapki personal journalist slut hoon…”Vikrant ne usko ghodi banaya aur peeche se uski chut mein ek aur zor daar dhakka maara. Zainab ka muh takiye mein chala gaya aur zor se cheekh nikal gayi,“Aaaahhhhhhh… bahut gehraai tak ja raha hai sir… meri chut phat rahi hai… lekin mat rukiye… aur zor se faad dijiye meri chut ko…”Vikrant ne uski kamar pakdi aur bahut tez dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Zainab ki gaand hil rahi thi aur woh zor-zor se moan kar rahi thi.“Bol… bol ki tu kya hai?” Vikrant ne uske baal khinch kar poocha.Zainab ne takiye se muh nikaal kar roti hui chillayi,“Main… main ek badi si besharam randi hoon sir… college mein Rehaan ke saath washroom mein chudwati thi… professor sir ke cabin mein unke table pe let kar unka lund leti thi… internship ke time mera boss mujhe uske ghar bula kar raat bhar chodta tha… aur aaj main yahan aapke suite mein apni chut faila ke aapke lund ke liye bheekh maang rahi hoon… main sach mein ek nikammi chudakkad hoon…”Vikrant ne uski gaand pe zor-zor se thappad maare aur speed badha di,“Haan meri chinaal… tu poori duniya ke saamne serious journalist ban ke ghoomti hai… aur yahan mere lund pe ghutno pe baith ke ro rahi hai… bahut badi kutiya hai tu Zainab…”Zainab ka badan kaanp raha tha. Usne apni gaand peeche karke aur zor se boli,“Haan sir… main kutiya hoon… aapki personal fucktoy hoon… meri chut sirf aapke lund ke liye bani hai… mujhe aur gandi bana dijiye… meri gaand mein bhi daal dijiye… main kuch nahi rokungi… main aapke lund ki ghulam hoon…”Vikrant ne uski gaand mein bhi lund daal diya. Zainab ne takiye ko muh mein daba liya aur zor se cheekh padi,“Aaaahhhhhhh… phat gayi meri gaand… bahut mota hai… lekin aur andar daaliye sir… main aapki gaand wali randi hoon… mujhe aapka maal andar bhar do… mujhe pregnant kar do… main aapke bachche ki maa banna chahti hoon…”Vikrant ne usko bahut wild style mein choda — kabhi chut mein, kabhi gaand mein, kabhi dono holes ek saath ungli daal kar. Zainab puri tarah toot chuki thi. Woh zor-zor se chillati rahi,“Main apne future husband ko dhokha de rahi hoon… uske saamne innocent ban ke baithti hoon… aur yahan aapke lund pe baith kar ro rahi hoon… main ek bilkul badi si besharam raand hoon sir… mujhe jitna marzi use kijiye… main aapki hoon… sirf aapki…”Aakhir mein Vikrant ne uski chut mein gehraai tak apna maal bhar diya. Zainab ne apni taange uski kamar pe lapet li aur thak kar uske seene pe sir rakh diya.Usne halki si tooti hui awaaz mein kaha,“Sir… aaj aapne mujhe poori tarah tod diya… main ab sirf aapki randi journalist hoon… jab bhi aap bulayenge… main aa jaungi… chahe interview ke bahane ho ya seedha chudne ke liye…”