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It was just another morning, 9 AM, an off day, no office, no cafe....just a weekend. Farjaad lazily gets up from bed as he sat partially on bed putting his upper body against the head rest. Farjaad was in his vest, his muscles were prominent as he runs his hand through his hair as he stares at the alarm clock on bed side. He then looks at the other side of his bed and realises Umeed has already woke up before him. Thats a very rare sight but sometimes it happens...he still feels tired after what they both did last night. And it is bit surprising that Umeed got up before him while she was totally worn out due to their love making activity at night. Farjaad could feel himself getting turned on again while remembering their blissful night. He smiled to himself as he threw the cover to other side and got up and took his trousers and wore it over his boxers. He needs to check on Umeed , where did the girl went! She Doesn’t Seem To Be In Washroom Either!
Farjaad goes and checks on Mimi’s room if by chance she was there...last night both Mimi & his mom went to Lahore by flight to attend their's some distant relative wedding. So basically the whole house belongs to both him and Umeed all alone and that already makes himself feel giddy. It is funny how 1 year of their marriage has been completed and he still feels like it was just yesterday when they both got married and it was ridiculous how they are still so much uncontrollably attracted to each other as if its still their honeymoon phase.
Farjaad decides to go downstairs as he couldn’t find Umeed any where in first floor which means she is probably in the back yard having her morning tea. Just as he was passing by he could hear noise from the kitchen and decided to check there first... Just as he sneaks in the kitchen, he stood still on his spot seeing sight in front of him. Umeed was in his white shirt which was just huge on her little figure, reaching only upto her mid thighs while exposing rest of her legs...she was astonishingly looking all appealing to him suddenly. Its not that he was seeing her in his shirt for first time but there was something about her right now, she was in a messy bun tied loosely while doing something near the stove. Farjaad looked around to check where are the servants of the house...Umeed still didn’t notice him as she was busy doing something with a pot on stove. Farjaad scanned her from back and the more he sees her, his hormones were already kicking in. He slowly started walking towards her while Umeed still clueless about his presence walks towards the other side of kitchen to take something from the cabinet. He stands behind her back put his arms on the counter top while surprising her at same time as he literally blocked her ways surrounding her with his strong arms.
Umeed quickly turned around as she gasped “ Aap...Yeha? Kya kar rahe? Aap kab uth gya?”
The proximity between them was so less as he leaned further into her smirking while she moved back a bit but couldn’t go any further as her back hit the counter top behind. She stares at his exposed chest over his vest and his strong arms around her on the both sides of counter top blocking her way from both sides.
He looked so sexy with his messy fluffy hair while that smug face gazed at her. “ Jee apko hi dhund rahi thi mein ! Aap kabhi kabhi mujhe heran kardete hai ese itna subhah subhah uthke!” Farjaad says in his low flirty voice.
A blush crept on umeed cheeks as she says nervously “ Kya matlab hai apka? Mein subhah nahi uthti kya? Acha aap jaiye...mein nashta leke ati hu”
Umeed was feeling conscious at his gaze on her its not like she was feeling uncomfortable, it was that...she suddenly remembered their last night and Farjaad’s sudden proximity wasnt helping her either and on top of that she was still wearing his shirt. And him in that black vest was making it more worst for her, umeed gulped as she felt something kicking her excitement again and having the urge to explore his perfect body all over again. Farjaad was still staring at umeed while Umeed was trying not to look directly into his eyes. It has been a year but umeed sometimes act so shy infront of him as if they are still in their early marraige days.
“ Nashta? Tum kiu nashta banaoge? Niyaz kaha hai?” says in very seductive tone as he leans further towards her face while their bodies are almost touching.
“ Farjaad! Kya hogya apko? Aap bhul gya? Nyaaz ne aap se permission leke kal hi apna gao gya hai...uske behen ki rishtey final hui hai na” says umeed in astonishment as she cant believe Farjaad just forgot this information.
“ oh haa sahi keh rahi ho tum! I forgot, my mistake!” as his eyes travel on her cleavage which was exposed a bit as the upper two buttons were left open. He could also see the bust of her breast slightly through those gap as he gulped hard. His face was just above her head due to their height difference as he stares at her eyes directly. Umeed knew already what was going on his mind but well she needs to finish making breakfast and not give any allowance to his advances.
“ Farjaad haate aap! Mujhe jaane dey...wase bhi der horahi hai, aapko pata hai na kitne dheet hu mein, nashta bana ne dey mujhe...aur aap kamre mein jaake fresh hojaye, tang na kare mujhe” Umeed says in low fake stern tone. As she tries to remove his arm from one side so that she can escape, Farjaad presses his body on her more as she stares at him with wide eyes while not allowing her to remove his arms. Instead he sneaks around her small waist with his other arm as he pulls her closer to him.
Umeed stammers “ ye...ye...kya kar rahe aap?” “ Aapko kya lagta hai?” Farjaad whispers as he brings his face close to her. Umeed was blushing hard now while her body was jumping on its own as her hormones were also suddenly running wild. Yet Umeed pushes him a bit hard, with the spur of moment she escapes but before she could run completely Farjaad holds her left arm quickly as he pulls her in one go making umeed scream loudly as it follows by her giggle as she lands back in his arms. Her back hits his strong chest as he encircles his right arm around her waist while touching her stomach with his left hand seductively.
Current passes down her spine as she gasps slightly shivering under his touch “ Farjaad” she whispers. Farjaad lowers his face and nuzzles the crook of her neck softly. Umeed bends her neck to side a bit to give him more space as she moans in low voice. Farjaad pulls her more closer as he is now literally back hugging her with his mouth on her neck as he started sucking at one spot making her go breathless...he locates the mole on her neck trails his mouth there as he gives a light kiss there. Umeed hand automatically goes back towards Farjaad hair as she holds his curls under her fist trying to control herself and to not give in to whatever Farjaad was trying to do.
“ Fa..rj..aad! Its already late...we will be more late for breakfast! Bas kare!” Umeed says as she tries to stop herself from moaning.
“ Kisne kaha tha tumhe itne khoobsurat lagne keliye woh bhi mere shirt ke saat! Mein toh bas apna shirt wapas lene aya hu” Farjaad smirks as he says in seductive tone while whispering near her ear as he rubs his nose against her ear lobe making Umeed gasp. Umeed rubs her thighs together to have some friction in her private part as she could feel herself getting wet already . Farjaad turns her around slowly as he looks at her face with the dark gaze in his eyes...Umeed could already feel herself on fire. He then stares at her parted lips and then back at her doe eyes...he slowly lowers his head down as he angles himself to take on her lower lip as he hold her face gently making her close her eyes anticipating the moment. Farjaad slowly sucks her lower lips making her breath to be stopped as he then takes her whole mouth kissing her gently. At the same time Umeed gives in and kisses him back with equal passion as she tries to dominate over him. Her one hand went around his neck while other ran through his hair as she tip toed trying to match his height while devouring his mouth at same time.
Farjaad pulled her up slightly by her waist while squeezing her petite waist as he kept on kissing her while his other hand travelled across her chest over her breast as he touched her nipple over the shirt rubbing it with his thumb making it hard and erect. Umeed started moaning beneath the kisses making Farjaad feel himself getting harder as all the blood rushed toward his south. She wasn’t wearing anything beneath the shirt which was making Farjaad go more wild. They both parted away to get some air as they still looked dazed due to the passionate kiss they just shared. Umeed was clutching his biceps as she was trying to catch her breath while Farjaad’s eyes ere burning with desire as eyes fell on the cleavage which was peaking out through the shirt. Umeed stared at him back still breathless knowing well where he was looking at... And their eyes met, Farjaad smirked as he suddenly picked her up with one arm and in reflex Umeed quickly wrapped her legs around his hip. Farjaad immediately went for her neck as he started giving open mouth kisses as he headed beneath her beauty bone while Umeed’s hand went around his hair again pushing his head more towards her skin as she gave out soft moans. While still suckling over her collar bone, Farjaad with one hand, with swift smooth motion let her hair bun open and fall. As he held her by her neck, Farjaad bites lightly over the exposed cleavage skin making Umeed squirms over his hips as she tighten the hold around him by entangling her both feet behind his back.
She gasped as she felt his erection against her private part....to get some relief she started grinding him against his erected manhood over the clothes making Farjaad hiss in pain. He will loose it definitely if Umeed keeps on doing what she was doing. Farjaad takes her lips again as he started kissing her deeply while Umeed continues buckling her hip foward, Farjaad hands travels towards her thighs as his fingers travels towards her panties beneath the shirt while still carrying her with one arm. Farjaad places her over the kitchen island while still continuing his kissing session while Umeed was getting more restless as if trying to get into the main deal. As soon as he sets her on kitchen island, Umeed leaves his lips still dazed and goes for his adam apple making him sigh as she started placing soft kisses, her one hand went for his pants as she rubbed her palm over his bulged area making him groan in pleasure while stopping her at same time.
“ Umeed...No!!”
“ Take off your pants..” says Umeed gasping for air.
“ Calm down...meri jungli billi! Itna kiu jazbaati horahi ho! Aram se..” says Farjaad in his smug deep voice.
As his fingers ran across the hem of her panty as he runs his palm over her private area making her escape a loud moan...he could feel the clothed area wet already making him getting more hard as he whispers “ You are so ready!”
“ Farjaad....please!” says Umeed dazed and impatient as she tries to reach for her lips again. He slid his hands down to her thighs and moved them under her shirt and pulls her underwear. He drew them down her legs quickly and moved his hand to her centre, rubbing her clit with the perfect amount of pressure as loud moan escaped from her lips. As he slowly inserted his index finger making Umeed groan as she feels his finger deep inside as he moves it in different angles. Umeed mouth gaps as she feels like bursting inside with the way he was rotating his finger, while inserting the middle finger allowing to be comfortable with the ministration as he pulls both his fingers out and then pushes it again making Umeed continue with moaning sounds which was getting louder. Her head fell backwards as she could see the stars already but before she could reach to climax, Farjaad pulled out his fingers making Umeed groan in annoyance.
“ Farjaaad!”
“ Sssh!” as he takes her lower lip again bites slightly against it and mumbles “ Sabar meri jaan!” He then takes her lips again as pushes his tongue inside her mouth while continuing his other activities.
Umeed pulls Farjaad more closer as she wraps her legs around him again, so that there is no gap in between, their skin was literally in fire as they were literally all over each other. Farjaad in very smooth way started unbuttoning the shirt while at same time moving his mouth towards her cheeks to her earlobe, Umeed was giving out all sorts of sounds of pressure making his tent on his pants very uncomfortable. Farjaad quickly unbuttoned the shirt as he held her soft breast in her hand squeezing them slightly while putting his mouth over each of them. Umeed cried out in pleasure as it was getting too much for her, trying to have some release she went for her own clit while Farjaad stopped her in middle from doing so. Farjaad started kissing over her breast as he started going below near her navel as he bites over her skin, sucking the same spot making Umeed see stars already. Umeed was soaked badly and she wanted him inside her...she pulls him upward holding his hair as she kisses him in his mouth while pulling down his trousers and boxers at same...as his erected manhood sprang out.
Umeed holds it in her hand as she aligns it at her entrance as she says unable to form proper words “ Far...jaad! Please!”
Without thinking further, Farjaad pushes himself inside her as Umeed gasps at the feeling as it perfectly fits in. Farjaad pulls back and thrusts again making Umeed clutch his vest tight as she pulls him closer by wrapping her legs behind his back. The warmth causes his breath to hitch as he closes his eyes in pleasure hiding his face in crook of her neck as her nails scratches on his shoulder. He grabbed her ass as he squeezes it while thrusting inside her from slow to rapid as Umeed tries to match his energy at same time. Her wrapped legs were tight around his waist, digging her heels into the small of his back. With her hands gripping the back of his neck, heard a loud sound which was of a glass cracking onto the floor.
“ Aaah...ah..ah” she canted as she pulled his hair upward kissing his jawline while Farjaad continued rocking inside her....he could feel her muscles were clenching around his cock as he gulped hard giving out animalistic groan. She groaned against his cheek as she pulled him closer so that the thrusts continues deeper.
“Faster...” says Umeed trying to catch breath “ moree...”
Farjaad rolled his hips against her harder while slapping her butt cheeks. Umeed whimpers as she clutches the edge of kitchen island tighter making her knuckles turn white.
He whispers against her lips as he holds one of her thighs in his arm pulling her closer to trust more deeper “ Say my name!”
He stops moving inside as the muscles almost clenches around him, Umeed cries in annoyance...Farjaad suckles her lower lips as he says in deep voice “ Sayyy it...say my name”
“ Farjaaad....please” cries Umeed asking him to continue as she buckles her hip towards him. Farjaad pulls out partially and thrusts back making her cry loud “ Farjaaaad...ah...ah” the moans made him wild as he increases his pace. A broken sob came out of her mouth as she could see stars at moment, her whole body was shaking as he captured her mouth as she continued moaning inside his mouth while kissing him back passionately .
“ Fa..r...” words couldn’t form as she felt her stomach exploding with in as she could feel the heights of pleasure, giving few more thrusts, Farjaad could feel his climax nearer as the wall clenches around him making him groan in her mouth as he pushes inside her more letting his seeds spill inside her.
Both were panting from the wild activity they just did as they let go off each other lips, their forhead still touching. Umeed was still in his shirt except that it was hanging loosely around her shoulder while his hands on her bare waist still being inside her. Sweats all over their bodies. He slowly pulls out still clinging onto her, holding her closer. Both umeed and farjaad looks around and finds out two broken masala jars were on floor. Umeed bursts out in giggle as Farjaad joins her too.
Umeed still being breathless “ Niyaz toh ghar pe nahi hai....ab ye sab kon saaf karega”
“ Iske baare mein baad mein sochlenge...kamre mein chalte hai” says Farjaad sheepishly.
Umeed slaps playfully on his biceps “ Farjaad bohot jada nahi horahe apke..”
“ Mein toh ek saat fresh hone ki baat kar raha tha...tumhari niyat kharab hai” says Farjaad with innocent face.
“ Ha sirf meri hi niyaat kharab hoti hai...apke nahi! Mein sab samahjti hu...app aur apkey iradey...iss wakt agar mom aur mimi agayi na, apkey lene ke dene par jayenge” says Umeed while rolling her eyes.
Before she could know his next step, Umeed squealed as Farjaad picks her up from kitchen island as he pulls over his boxer upto his waist “ Lets shower together”