Nayi Hindi Sex Kahani 2026: Friday Night Office Mein Sirf Hum Do

Priya ne laptop se nazar uthayi aur achanak ehsaas hua ki poori floor khaali thi. Sirf ek cabin ki light jal rahi thi, uske opposite corner mein. Kabir. Nayi Hindi Sex Kahani 2026 ki yeh kahani wahin se shuru hoti hai, us Friday raat se jab Gurgaon ke us coworking office mein deadline ke chakkar mein sirf do log reh gaye the, aur dono ko pata tha ki raat lambi hone wali hai.

Clock mein 10 baj rahe the. Priya, 26, content lead, pichhle chaar ghante se usi deck par atki hui thi jo Monday ko client ko bhejna tha. Usne stretch kiya, chai ka khaali cup uthaya, aur pantry ki taraf badhi. Raaste mein uski nazar Kabir ke cabin par padi. Woh, 29, naya designer, jo abhi do hafte pehle join hua tha, apne system par kuch bana raha tha, headphones lagaye, poori duniya se bekhabar.

Priya pantry mein gayi, coffee banayi, aur wapas aate hue socha, chalo, akeli kyun jhelun yeh raat. Usne Kabir ke cabin ka darwaza khatkhataya. Usne headphones utaare aur muskuraya. Woh muskaan, Priya ne pehle din se notice ki thi. Thodi shararti, thodi confident.

"Tum bhi phas gayi?" usne poocha.

"Client ne Monday ki deadline di hai, aur Friday ko 6 baje brief badal diya," Priya ne sigh karte hue kaha, uske cabin mein aakar baithte hue. "Tum kya bana rahe ho?"

"Tumhare deck ke liye creatives," Kabir ne kaha, screen ghumate hue. "Dekho, yeh hero visual." Priya uske paas jhuki, uske kandhe ke upar se screen dekhi. Uske baalon ki khushboo Kabir tak pahunchi. Usne ek pal ke liye saans roki.

"Yeh... yeh kaafi bold hai," Priya ne kaha, design dekhte hue. "Client ko pasand aayega?"

"Bold hi toh bikta hai," Kabir ne kaha, aur uski aankhen Priya ki aankhon se mili. Ek pal. Do pal. Priya ne pehle nazar hatayi, lekin uske honthon par halki muskaan thi.

Woh apne desk par wapas aayi, lekin ab kaam mein mann nahi lag raha tha. Har kuch minute mein uski nazar Kabir ke cabin ki taraf ja rahi thi. Ek baar usne dekha ki woh bhi usi ko dekh raha tha. Dono ne jaldi se nazar hata li, lekin dono jaante the ki kuch pak raha tha.

Kareeb 11 baje Priya ne use message kiya. "Pantry? Coffee break? Mera dimaag fry ho gaya hai."

Kabir ka reply aaya. "5 minute. Ek visual khatam kar lun."

Pantry chhoti thi, ek coffee machine, ek chhota fridge, aur ek counter. Priya coffee bana rahi thi jab Kabir aaya. Usne darwaza aadha band kiya, aadat se. "Toh," usne kaha, counter par jhukte hue, "tumhe yahan kaam karte kitna time hua?"

"Do saal," Priya ne kaha, use coffee ka cup pakdate hue. Unki ungliyaan ek pal ke liye touch hui. Dono ne mehsoos kiya. Koi peeche nahi hata.

"Aur tum? Pehle kahan the?" Priya ne poocha, jaanboojhkar uske kareeb khadi hote hue. Pantry itni chhoti thi ki kareeb hona natural tha.

"Ek agency mein. Chhod diya. Wahan creativity se zyada politics thi," Kabir ne kaha. "Yahan... yahan kuch interesting lag raha hai." Usne Priya ko dekha, seedha, bina palak jhapkaye.

Priya ka dil zor se dhadka. "Kya interesting lag raha hai?" usne poocha, aawaz thodi dheemi karke. Yeh uska signal tha. Pehla teasing signal.

Kabir ne coffee ka cup counter par rakha. Woh ek kadam aage badha. Ab unke beech sirf kuch inch ka faasla tha. "Tum jaanti ho kya," usne kaha.

"Main kuch nahi jaanti," Priya ne kaha, lekin uski aankhon mein sharaarat thi. "Batao."

Kabir ne uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya aur uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye. Pehla kiss dheema tha, poochta hua. Priya ne do second mein jawab diya, uske honth khul gaye, uski jeebh uski jeebh se mili. Coffee ke cup counter par bhool gaye.

Kabir ke haath Priya ki kamar par aaye, use apne kareeb kheenchate hue. Priya ke haath uske baalon mein the. Kiss gehra hota gaya, bhookha. Priya ne mehsoos kiya ki Kabir ka jism uske jism se dab raha tha, aur uske paint ke andar kuch sakht ho raha tha.

"Yahan nahi," Priya ne kiss ke beech mein saans lete hue kaha. "Guard aata hai rounds par."

"Conference room," Kabir ne kaha. "Glass wall hai, lekin blinds hain. Aur andar se lock hota hai."

Priya ne use dekha. "Tumne pehle se soch rakha tha?"

"Tumne pehle se signal de rakha tha," Kabir ne muskura kar kaha.

Conference room andhera tha. Kabir ne blinds gira diye, darwaza lock kiya. Priya table ke kinare par baithi. Kabir uske saamne aaya, uske ghutnon ke beech khada hua. Usne phir use kiss kiya, is baar zyada zor se, zyada maangte hue.

Uske haath Priya ki kurti ke buttonon par gaye. Pehla khula, doosra, teesra. Priya ne use roka nahi. Kurti utar gayi. Neeche kaali bra thi. Kabir ne use dekha, aankhon mein chamak liye. "Tumhe pata hai," usne kaha, "pehle din se main soch raha tha."

"Kya soch rahe the?" Priya ne poocha, saans tez karte hue.

"Yahi," usne kaha, aur uski bra ka hook khol diya. Uske boobs bahar aa gaye, gol, bhare hue. Kabir ne ek ko apne munh mein le liya, jeebh se gol gol ghumaate hue, doosre ko haath se dabate hue. Priya ke munh se siski nikli.

"Kabir..." usne kaha, uske baalon mein haath daalte hue.

Uska ek haath neeche gaya, uski leggings ke naade ki taraf. Priya ne kamar uthayi, use aasaan kar diya. Leggings neeche sarki, phir panty. Kabir uske saamne ghutnon par baith gaya.

Usne uski chut ko dekha, geeli, phooli hui. Usne apni jeebh bahar nikali aur uski chut par pher di, upar se neeche, ek lamba chaata. Priya ki taangen kaanpne lagi. Usne table ka sahara liya.

Kabir ki jeebh ab uske daane par thi, tez, gol gol. Uske haath uski raanon par the, unhe phailaye hue. Priya ki saansen tez ho gayi. "Kabir... main... main aane wali hun..."

Aur woh jhad gayi. Uske jism mein lehar daudi, uske munh se dabi hui cheekh nikli jo usne apni hatheli mein daba li. Kabir ne sab chaat liya, ek boond bhi zaya kiye baghair.

Priya ne use upar khincha, uski shirt ke button khole, use utaar phenka. Phir uski belt kholi, paint neeche kiya. Uska lund bahar aaya, lamba, mota, poori tarah khada. Priya ki aankhen chamak uthi.

"Itna bada," usne shararat se kaha, use apne haath mein lete hue. "Designer ka tool bhi bada hona chahiye." Kabir hass pada, lekin uski hansi jald hi aah mein badal gayi jab Priya ne use apne munh mein le liya.

Uski jeebh lund ke sire par ghoomi, phir woh neeche tak gayi, jitna gehra ho sake. Uske haath uske taton par the, dheere dheere dabate hue. Kabir ne uske baal mutthi mein bhar liye. "Priya... bas... main..."

Lekin Priya nahi ruki. Woh tez ho gayi, aur Kabir uske munh mein jhad gaya. Garam veerya uske gale mein utar gaya. Usne sab nigal liya aur upar dekh kar muskurayi.

"Ab barabar," usne kaha, aur table par let gayi, taangen phaila kar. "Ab meri baari."

Kabir uske upar aaya. Uska lund, jo abhi jhada tha, phir se khada hone laga tha. Priya ki himmat aur uska jism use pagal kar raha tha. Usne apne lund ke sire ko uski chut par ragda, use tadpate hue.

"Daalo na," Priya boli. "Tadpao mat."

"Kaho ki tum chahti ho," Kabir ne kaha.

"Main chahti hun," Priya ne sisakte hue kaha. "Mujhe chodo, Kabir. Poori tarah."

Usne ek hi dhakke mein apna poora lund uski chut mein utaar diya. Priya ke munh se ek dabi hui cheekh nikli. Woh itna bhara hua mehsoos hua, itna gehra. Kabir ne hilna shuru kiya, pehle aahista, lambe dhakke, phir tez.

Priya ki taangen uski kamar ke gird lipat gayi. Uske naakhun uski peeth mein dhans gaye. "Haan... haan... aur tez..." woh budbudayi. "Aise hi chodo mujhe..."

Kabir tez ho gaya. Table hilne lagi. Conference room mein sirf unki saanson ki aawaz thi, jild ke takrane ki aawaz, aur dabi hui siskiyaan. Priya ka jism us lehar ki taraf badh raha tha jise woh pehchanti thi.

Aur phir woh aayi. Uski chut ne Kabir ke lund ko kass kar pakad liya, uska poora jism kaanpa, aur woh doosri baar jhad gayi. Uski cheekh ko Kabir ne apne honthon se daba diya.

Uske jhadne ne Kabir ko bhi kinare par pahuncha diya. Usne kuch aur zordaar dhakke diye, phir uske andar hi aa gaya, uska garam veerya uski chut mein bhar gaya. Dono haanphte hue ek doosre se lipte rahe, conference table par, sheeshe ki deewar ke peeche.

"Tumhe pata hai," Kabir ne haanphte hue kaha, "maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki pehle project ki deadline aise poori hogi."

Priya hassi, uske seene par sar rakhte hue. "Deadline toh abhi bhi baaki hai, genius. Deck adhoora hai."

"Toh kaam karein?" Kabir ne poocha, lekin uske haath abhi bhi uske jism par the.

"Paanch minute," Priya ne kaha, aankhen band karte hue. "Bas paanch minute aise hi."

Woh paanch minute bees minute ban gaye. Phir Priya ne ghadi dekhi. 12 bajne wale the. "Utho. Kaam karna hai. Aur haan, kapde pehno, designer sahab."

Dono ne jaldi jaldi kapde pehne. Priya ne apne baal theek kiye, lipstick lagayi. Koi nahi keh sakta tha ki abhi kya hua tha. Siwaye unki aankhon ke, jo chamak rahi thi.

Woh apne apne desk par wapas aaye. Kaam shuru hua, lekin ab mahaul badal gaya tha. Har kuch minute mein nazren milti, muskaan aati, phir kaam. Deck aage badhne laga, jaise dono ke dimaag ab khul gaye hon.

Kareeb 1 baje Priya ko phir pyaas lagi. Woh pantry ki taraf badhi. Kabir ne use jaate dekha aur 2 minute baad woh bhi uth kar aaya. Pantry mein usne use peeche se pakad liya, uski gardan par kiss kiya.

"Kabir," Priya ne hanste hue kaha, "guard..."

"Guard 2 baje aata hai," Kabir ne uske kaan mein kaha. "Maine pichhle hafte notice kiya tha." Usne use ghumaya, counter par bithaya, aur uski leggings neeche kar di.

Is baar koi dheemi shuruaat nahi thi. Woh seedha andar gaya, Priya ki taangen uske kandhon par thi. Counter par bartan khadkhadaye. Priya ne apna munh uske kandhe mein daba diya taaki aawaz bahar na jaye. Kabir ke dhakke tez the, zordaar, bhookhe.

"Haan... aise hi..." Priya budbudayi. "Aur... aur..."

Woh teesri baar kinare par pahunch rahi thi jab achanak pantry ke sheeshe wale darwaze ke bahar roshni ka ek daayra guzra. Torch. Guard apne round par tha, darwaze ke bahar se andar jhaank raha tha.

Dono thithak gaye. Kabir ne ek jhatke mein Priya ko counter se uthaya aur dono table ke neeche dubak gaye. Priya ki saans ruki hui thi. Torch ki roshni sheeshe par padi, ek pal ruki, phir aage badh gayi. Guard ke kadmon ki aawaz door hoti gayi.

Table ke neeche, andhere mein, dono ek doosre ko dekh kar hanse, dabbi hui hansi. Priya ke kapde adhoore the, Kabir ka paint ghutnon tak tha. Kabir ne uske kareeb aakar, honthon par shararti muskaan liye, sargoshi ki, "Monday ko phir?"

Priya ne uska collar pakda, use apne kareeb khincha, aur uske honthon par ek jaldi sa kiss dekar boli, "Friday ko. Wahi time. Aur is baar blinds pehle se gira dena."