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Chapter - 12
Us raat main aur Noor bistar pe lete hue the. Usne din bhar bahar ghumne ke baad kaafi thakawat mehsoos ki thi, lekin phir bhi usne ghar mein sabke liye khana banaya. Isse usne sabit kar diya ki woh ek acchi aur deeni bibi hai.
Main bhi uske bagal mein leta hua tha, apne lund pe haath pher raha tha. Mujhe bilkul nahi pata tha ki aakhir waterpark mein kya hua tha, lekin jo bhi hua hoga, accha hi hua hoga—ye sochkar main apne lund ko sehla raha tha. Phir main ruk gaya aur Noor ke chehre ko dekhne laga. Uske baad maine usi kameene ko message kar diya:
- Kya haal hai saale, aaj to Noor ko ekdum thaka diya tune.
- Main tera hi message ka wait kar raha tha, bhadwe.
- Bata na, kya-kya hua?
Main jaanna chahta tha ki un dono ke beech mein kya-kya hua. Ab Noor se to main puch nahi sakta tha.
- Waterpark mein ghume-phire.
- Aur phir?
- Aur phir teri bibi ko choda maine.
Mere muh se awaaz nikli, “Ufff,” aur mere haath ki raftaar mere lund pe thodi tez ho gayi.
- Kaafi accha se chodte hoge tum to, maza aaya ki nahi?
- Nahi aaya.
Ye padhkar main thoda confuse ho gaya.
- Nahi aaya? Aakhir kyun, saale?
- Kyunki saale, teri bibi pe mujhe paise kharch karne pad gaye. Kharch karne ka kaam tera hai, mera sirf chodne ka kaam hai.
Ye padhkar maine apne lund ko jor se dabaya aur socha, “Sach hi keh raha hai ye. Aakhir ye meri bibi ka chudakkad aashiq hai.”
- Aisa kya? Mujhse paise le lene the na waterpark ke.
- Chhod usse, bhadwe. Tu meri baat sun.
- Bolo.
- Kal se main teri bibi ko tere ghar mein chodunga, tere bistar pe, tere ammi-abbu ke rehte hue.
Ye padhte hi mera lund jhatke khane laga, lekin phir mere dimag mein ek baat daudi.
- Ye possible nahi hai.
- Tu saale bhadwe, tu koi bahana bana ke kal ghar se nikal jaana. Phir baaki main sambhal lunga.
Ye plan bhale hi sidha-sada tha, lekin mere lund ko khallas karne ke liye kaafi tha. Mere haath mein mera lund ka pani risne laga.
Agle din main office gaya. Mere dil aur dimag mein us kameene ka plan daud raha tha. Shaam hui to main ghar pahuncha, khana khaya, aur turant baad maine bahana banaya ki mere kisi khas dost ki tabiyat kharab hai aur mujhe usse milne jaana hai. Phir main sidha usi kameene ke paas gaya, jo mere ghar ke paas ek dhabe mein baitha meri hi bibi se chatting kar raha tha.
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Main dhabe se nikalte hue har qadam bhaari lag raha tha, jaise meri chaati pe koi dabav sa tha. Dukaan pe pahuncha to maine condom ka packet uthaya—strawberry flavour, uski khushboo haath mein lete hi mere lund ko chhed gayi, ek ganda sa khayal ki Noor isse kya karegi. Gajare liye, unki mehek meri naak mein chubh rahi thi, aur thodi si rabdi, uski mithaas jaise mere gale mein atak si gayi. Samaan haath mein tha, par dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, lund dheeme-dheeme tan raha tha, us garmi mein sulagta hua. Wapas dhabe pe gaya, Hira ke haath mein samaan thamate hue maine kaha, “Le yaar, ab chal, ghar pe kaam karna hai.” Hira ne packet ko ungliyon mein ghumaya, rabdi ki taraf ek lambi nazar maari, aur bola, “Bhadwa, tu apni bibi ke liye kitna bechain hai, chal saath mein.” Hum dono ghar ki taraf nikal pade, raat ka sannata meri saanson ke saath ghul raha tha.
Ghar ke darwaze tak pahunchte hue meri ungliyan chabi pe thandi ho gayi. Darwaza dheere se khola, jaise koi gunaah chhupa raha ho—Hira peeche khada tha, uski saansein meri gardan pe mehsoos ho rahi thi, aankhon mein ek gandi si pyaas. “Andar aa yaar,” maine dheemi awaaz mein kaha, par Noor andar nahi thi—wo chhat pe thi, Hira se chatting kar rahi thi, uski awaaz upar se dheemi-dheemi aa rahi thi, jaise koi raaz bol rahi ho. Hira ne meri taraf ghoora aur bola, “Bhadwa, tu yahan ruk, main chhat pe jaata hoon—usko bolunga ki khidki se kood ke aaya.” Main ek halki si hanste hue darwaza band kiya, dil ab dhad-dhad karne laga. Hall mein woh purana sofa tha—main uske peeche sarka, meri saansein bhaari aur garam, lund ab poora tan gaya, uske garam kapde ke neeche jal raha tha. Noor ko laga Hira uska aashiq hai, chupke se khidki ke raste aaya—uske liye ye ek ganda sa rishta tha, par mujhe pata tha main yahan chhupa hua sab ka khel dekhne wala tha. Hira dheere-dheere chhat ki taraf badha, uske qadam siskiyaan lete hue, aur main chupchap intezaar mein baith gaya.
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Main sofa ke peeche chhupa tha, par ab meri aankhein aur dil dono kamre ke andar jhankne ko tadap rahe the—darwaza band tha, par ek chhoti si khidki hall se thodi khuli hui thi, jisse main andar ka sab kuch dekh sakta tha. Main dheere se sofa se khisak gaya, qadam dheeme-dheeme rakhte hue, dil ab gardan mein phans raha tha, har saans ek khauf aur ek garmi ke saath andar utar rahi thi—ammi-abbu ke jaagne ka dar ab bhi mujhe kha raha tha, par usse badi bechaini thi ye dekhne ki mera aur Noor ka bistar ab kiska hai. Khidki ke paas pahuncha, aankhein andhere mein adjust hui, aur wahan bistar pe Hira ne Noor ko peeth ke bal lita diya tha—uski kameez ke button khule hue, uska nanga pet chamak raha tha, salwar abhi bhi uski jaanghon pe thi, par Hira ne rabdi ka packet khola aur usse Noor ke pet pe rakh diya, jaise uska pet ek mez ho. Woh apna muh uski salwar ke neeche le gaya, uski chut ko dheere-dheere chaat raha tha, uski jeebh uske andar tak jati hui, phir rabdi mein ungli daali, thodi si uthayi, aur Noor ke hothon pe lagayi—Noor ne apni jeebh se usse chaata, ek geeli muskurahat ke saath, aur Hira wapas uski chut pe jhuka, rabdi aur uski mithaas ek saath kha raha tha. Noor Hira ke saath poori tarah se madhosh thi, uska jism uske har chhuan pe kamp raha tha—woh apne haathon se bistar ko jakde hue thi, uski saansein bhaari aur geeli thi, “Aur karo, mujhe teri jeebh ka nasha chahiye,” aur Hira uski chut se rabdi ke saath khel raha tha, uski ungliyan uski salwar ke neeche dheeme se sark rahi thi. Phir Noor ne Hira ke upar jhukte hue uski pant khud kholi, ek bechaini se uske button khole, uska lund bahar nikala—uski aankhein ek gandi si pyaas se bhar gayi thi, usne uska mota lund haath mein liya, ek lambi nazar daali, aur bola, “Ye to pura muh mein nahi aayega, kitna mota hai!” Uska lund uncut tha, chamdi uske supade pe dheeli thi, aur Noor ne uski taange kholi, unhe dono taraf faila diya, uska jism ab ek tadap se uske lund ki taraf jhuka—usne apne haathon se uski jaanghon ko dabaaya, aur bina kuch kahe uske lund ko muh mein lene ki koshish ki, seedha andar tak, jitna ho sake, shayad ek chauthai hi andar gaya. Main ye sab dekh raha tha—meri Noor, jo kabhi mere saath itni besharmi nahi dikhaati thi, ab Hira ke saamne apne ghutno pe thi, uska mota lund uske muh mein ghusedne ki koshish kar rahi thi, uska muh uske supade pe ruka, uski jeebh uske charon taraf ghoom rahi thi, uska jism aage-piche ho raha tha, aur main bas dekhta reh gaya—meri saansein ruk si gayi thi, dil ek tez dhol ki tarah baj raha tha, lund pant mein tadap raha tha, aur main uski har harkat se pagal sa hota ja raha tha. Noor ne thodi der baad muh nikala, uski foreskin se khelte hue, ek sharaarti hasi ke saath boli, “Kitna soft hai, man kar raha hai iski chadar bana lun,” aur phir usne uski chamdi ko dheere se kheench ke chhoda, jaise koi khel khel rahi ho, “Ye to bilkul makhmal jaisa hai, isse to main pura din masal sakti hoon,” aur Hira ke chehre pe ek bhaari si muskurahat thi, woh uske baalon mein haath pher raha tha. Meri aankhein Noor ke hathon pe, uski ungliyon pe, uski hansi pe thami hui thi—uski ye mazaak, uski ye besharmi, meri rooh ko chhed rahi thi, mera haath pant ke andar tha, lund ko tezi se ragad raha tha, har baat, har harkat, mujhe ek gandi si aag mein jhonk rahi thi, aur main uske is roop ko, Hira ke saath is khel ko, apne andar bhar raha tha, ek deewane ki tarah.
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Noor ab Hira ke lund ke saath ek dheema, ganda khel khel rahi thi—usne rabdi ka packet uthaya, apni ungliyon mein thodi si rabdi li, aur Hira ke lund pe dheere-dheere lagayi, jaise koi mitha sa rang chadha rahi ho.
Uska supada ab rabdi se geela tha, chamdi ke neeche chamak raha tha, aur Noor ne apne hoth uspe rakhe, ek lambi, bhaari saans ke saath uski mithaas ko chaatna shuru kiya, uski jeebh uske mote supade ke charon taraf dheere-dheeme ghoom rahi thi. “Teri ye cheez rabdi se bhi zyada tasty hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz geeli aur madhosh, aur Hira ne ek bhaari saans chhodi, uske baalon mein haath pherte hue bola, “Aur tu ise apne muh mein leke aur mazedar bana deti hai, zara aur andar tak le na.” Noor ne uski baat suni, uske lund ko haath mein masalte hue ek sharaarti muskurahat di, “Itna mota hai, pura kaise lungi, par thodi si mithaas aur dalungi,” aur usne rabdi mein dubi ungli uske lund pe phir se ragdi, phir apne hoth uspe le aayi, dheere-dheere chaatne lagi, uski saansein uski jaanghon pe garam pad rahi thi. Main khidki ke paas chhupa hua, ye sab dekh raha tha—mera haath pant ke andar tha, lund ko tezi se ragad raha tha, par ab ek thakan ke baad bhi ek nayi aag bhadak rahi thi—Noor ki ye besharmi, uski ye rawness, uska ye jism Hira ke saath aise khel raha tha jaise main kabhi uske liye wajood hi na raha, aur meri aankhein uspe jami hui thi, har harkat meri rooh ko chhed rahi thi. Hira Noor ke muh ke maze le raha tha, uski aankhein ek pal ke liye meri taraf ghumi, aur woh ek halki si hasi chhod diya—jaise mujhe chhed raha ho, mujhe dikhana chahta ho ki woh kya kar sakta hai. Noor ne supada muh se nikala, rabdi se geele hothon ke saath pucha, “Kyun hasa?” Hira ne uski kamar pe haath rakha, usse apne paas kheenchte hue bola, “Tera muh to rabdi se bhi zyada mazedar hai, par ab mujhe tera pyar aur gehra chahiye—meri gaand ki ched ko chumegi?”
Noor ek pal ke liye ruk gayi, uske chehre pe ek jhijhak chhayi, “Ye kya keh rahe ho, ganda to nahi hai?” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, apna sir peeche kheenchte hue. Hira ne uske kandhe pe haath rakha, uske baalon ko dheere se sehlate hue bola, “Ganda kahan, teri chhuan se to har cheez pavitra ho jati hai, bas ek baar, meri jaan, mujhe tera pura pyar chahiye.” Noor ne ek lambi saans li, uski aankhein Hira ke chehre pe thami, “Par ye thodi ajeeb hai na,” usne phir kaha, par Hira ne uske kaan ke paas apne hoth le jate hue dheere se kaha, “Ajeeb nahi, tera hoth uspe lagega to mujhe jannat dikh jayegi, zara meri khushi ke liye kar na.” Usne Noor ke haath ko apne lund pe rakha, usse masalte hue bola, “Dekh, ye bhi to tujhe bula raha hai,” aur ek thodi si hasi chhod di. Noor ne ek gehri saans li, uska jism ek pal ke liye kamp gaya, phir woh dheere se Hira ke peeche ghumi—Hira ne apni taange aur khol di, apna jism thoda aage kiya, aur Noor ne jhuk ke uski gaand ki ched ko dheere se chhua, ek halka sa chumban diya, uska muh ek pal ke liye wahan ruka, phir tezi se hata liya, par Hira ki aankhein band ho gayi thi, ek gehri siski ke saath maze le raha tha, jaise Imran ko dikhana chahta ho ki Noor uske liye kya-kya kar sakti hai. Main ye sab dekh raha tha, meri Noor, jo mere saath kabhi itni besharm nahi bani, ab Hira ke saath ye sab kar rahi thi—uski ye rawness, uski ye himmat, ek asli mard ke saath ye closeness, mujhe hairaan kar rahi thi. Mera lund phir se tan gaya, haath ab ruk nahi raha tha, ek nayi aag mere jism mein bhar gayi, aur main chhupa hua, uski is nayi duniya ko dekh ke dang reh gaya, uski har baat, har harkat, meri rooh ko ek tezaab ki tarah jala rahi thi.
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Noor Hira ke saath ek sharaarti khel mein thi, uski sexuality aur chulbulapan kamre mein fail raha tha—woh uske upar jhuki hui thi, uske lund ko haath mein masalte hue ek shaitani hasi ke saath boli, “Ab to tujhe pura nichod dungi, taiyaar hai na?” Hira ne uski kamar ko dabaya, ek bhaari awaaz mein kaha, “Jitna nichodna hai nichod le, par tu bhi to meri wajah se pighal rahi hai,” aur Noor ne apne baal peeche jhatke, uski aankhein ek chulbuli pyaas se chamak rahi thi. Phir usne ek pal ke liye ruk ke, uske seene pe ungli ghumate hue pucha, “Condom laya na tu?” Hira ne ek thodi si muskurahat ke saath jeb se packet nikala, “Haan, strawberry flavour bhi hai,” par jab Noor ne packet haath mein liya, usse kholte hue Hira ne kaha, “Arre, iski kya zarurat, tu to waise bhi mera sab kuch le leti hai.” Noor ke chehre pe ek jhijhak aayi, “Nahi, Hira, pregnancy ka dar hai, ye pehenna hi padega,” par Hira ne uske hothon pe ungli rakhi, “Kuch nahi hoga, main sambhal lunga, isse maza adha ho jata hai.” Noor ne uski baat ko hawa mein uda diya, “Chup kar, tu kitna bhi bole, main risk nahi lungi,” aur usne condom nikal ke uske lund pe lagane ki koshish ki—uska mota supada aur chamdi usse pareshaan kar raha tha, condom fit nahi ho raha tha. Hira ne phir kaha, “Dekh, ye to tight hai, chhod na, main dhyan rakhunga,” par Noor ne uski taraf ghoora, “Hira, ya to ye pehen, ya main abhi ruk jaungi,” aur apni ungliyon se uske lund ko pakad ke condom ko zor se roll kiya, thodi der ladkhadaayi, par aakhir mein usse pehna diya, ek vijayi muskurahat ke saath. Main khidki ke paas chhupa hua, ye sab dekh raha tha—Noor ki ye zidd, uski ye himmat, uska ye sharaarti andaaz Hira pe haavi ho raha tha, aur meri rooh ek aag mein jal rahi thi, uski har baat ek tezaab ki tarah mere dil pe gir rahi thi.
Phir Noor ne Hira ko bistar pe peeche dhakka diya, uske upar chadh gayi—uski salwar thoda neeche sarki hui thi, usne apni chut ko uske condom pe rakha, aur dheere se andar lene lagi. Hira ne uski kamar pakdi, usse apne paas kheenchte hue bola, “Ab dikhla apni taakat, kitna andar tak le sakti hai,” aur Noor ne ek lambi siski ke saath apna jism neeche dabaya, uska chehra ek garmi se bhar gaya, “Teri wajah se main pagal ho rahi hoon, ab rukna mat.” Hira ne apne haathon se uski peeth ko sehlaya, phir uski kamar ko zor se pakad ke ek jhatka maara—Noor ki ek dheemi cheekh nikli, par usne uske kandhe pakad liye, uske saath ek lay mein hilne lagi, uski saansein ab tez aur bhaari thi, uska jism Hira ke upar ek jungli shakti ke saath nach raha tha. Hira ne uske kaan ke paas bola, “Teri ye garmi mujhe barbaad kar degi, aur tez kar,” aur Noor ne apni kamar hilaayi, uske lund ko aur andar tak lete hue, uski aankhein band, chehra ek sukoon aur pyaas ke saath chamak raha tha. Main ye sab dekh raha tha—meri Noor, jo mere saath kabhi itni wild nahi thi, ab Hira ke saath ek taakat aur passion mein doobi hui thi, uski har lehar, uski har siski, meri aankhon ke saamne ek nayi duniya khol rahi thi. Mera lund pant mein phir se tan gaya, haath tezi se chal raha tha, uski ye shakti, Hira ki taakat, unka ye milan mujhe awestruck chhod raha tha—uski ye rawness, uski ye himmat, ek asli mard ke saath ye jungli roop, meri rooh ko ek aag mein jhonk rahi thi, aur main chhupa hua, unki is duniya mein ek ajnabi sa, bas dekh raha tha.
Us raat main aur Noor bistar pe lete hue the. Usne din bhar bahar ghumne ke baad kaafi thakawat mehsoos ki thi, lekin phir bhi usne ghar mein sabke liye khana banaya. Isse usne sabit kar diya ki woh ek acchi aur deeni bibi hai.
Main bhi uske bagal mein leta hua tha, apne lund pe haath pher raha tha. Mujhe bilkul nahi pata tha ki aakhir waterpark mein kya hua tha, lekin jo bhi hua hoga, accha hi hua hoga—ye sochkar main apne lund ko sehla raha tha. Phir main ruk gaya aur Noor ke chehre ko dekhne laga. Uske baad maine usi kameene ko message kar diya:
- Kya haal hai saale, aaj to Noor ko ekdum thaka diya tune.
- Main tera hi message ka wait kar raha tha, bhadwe.
- Bata na, kya-kya hua?
Main jaanna chahta tha ki un dono ke beech mein kya-kya hua. Ab Noor se to main puch nahi sakta tha.
- Waterpark mein ghume-phire.
- Aur phir?
- Aur phir teri bibi ko choda maine.
Mere muh se awaaz nikli, “Ufff,” aur mere haath ki raftaar mere lund pe thodi tez ho gayi.
- Kaafi accha se chodte hoge tum to, maza aaya ki nahi?
- Nahi aaya.
Ye padhkar main thoda confuse ho gaya.
- Nahi aaya? Aakhir kyun, saale?
- Kyunki saale, teri bibi pe mujhe paise kharch karne pad gaye. Kharch karne ka kaam tera hai, mera sirf chodne ka kaam hai.
Ye padhkar maine apne lund ko jor se dabaya aur socha, “Sach hi keh raha hai ye. Aakhir ye meri bibi ka chudakkad aashiq hai.”
- Aisa kya? Mujhse paise le lene the na waterpark ke.
- Chhod usse, bhadwe. Tu meri baat sun.
- Bolo.
- Kal se main teri bibi ko tere ghar mein chodunga, tere bistar pe, tere ammi-abbu ke rehte hue.
Ye padhte hi mera lund jhatke khane laga, lekin phir mere dimag mein ek baat daudi.
- Ye possible nahi hai.
- Tu saale bhadwe, tu koi bahana bana ke kal ghar se nikal jaana. Phir baaki main sambhal lunga.
Ye plan bhale hi sidha-sada tha, lekin mere lund ko khallas karne ke liye kaafi tha. Mere haath mein mera lund ka pani risne laga.
Agle din main office gaya. Mere dil aur dimag mein us kameene ka plan daud raha tha. Shaam hui to main ghar pahuncha, khana khaya, aur turant baad maine bahana banaya ki mere kisi khas dost ki tabiyat kharab hai aur mujhe usse milne jaana hai. Phir main sidha usi kameene ke paas gaya, jo mere ghar ke paas ek dhabe mein baitha meri hi bibi se chatting kar raha tha.
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Main dhabe se nikalte hue har qadam bhaari lag raha tha, jaise meri chaati pe koi dabav sa tha. Dukaan pe pahuncha to maine condom ka packet uthaya—strawberry flavour, uski khushboo haath mein lete hi mere lund ko chhed gayi, ek ganda sa khayal ki Noor isse kya karegi. Gajare liye, unki mehek meri naak mein chubh rahi thi, aur thodi si rabdi, uski mithaas jaise mere gale mein atak si gayi. Samaan haath mein tha, par dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, lund dheeme-dheeme tan raha tha, us garmi mein sulagta hua. Wapas dhabe pe gaya, Hira ke haath mein samaan thamate hue maine kaha, “Le yaar, ab chal, ghar pe kaam karna hai.” Hira ne packet ko ungliyon mein ghumaya, rabdi ki taraf ek lambi nazar maari, aur bola, “Bhadwa, tu apni bibi ke liye kitna bechain hai, chal saath mein.” Hum dono ghar ki taraf nikal pade, raat ka sannata meri saanson ke saath ghul raha tha.
Ghar ke darwaze tak pahunchte hue meri ungliyan chabi pe thandi ho gayi. Darwaza dheere se khola, jaise koi gunaah chhupa raha ho—Hira peeche khada tha, uski saansein meri gardan pe mehsoos ho rahi thi, aankhon mein ek gandi si pyaas. “Andar aa yaar,” maine dheemi awaaz mein kaha, par Noor andar nahi thi—wo chhat pe thi, Hira se chatting kar rahi thi, uski awaaz upar se dheemi-dheemi aa rahi thi, jaise koi raaz bol rahi ho. Hira ne meri taraf ghoora aur bola, “Bhadwa, tu yahan ruk, main chhat pe jaata hoon—usko bolunga ki khidki se kood ke aaya.” Main ek halki si hanste hue darwaza band kiya, dil ab dhad-dhad karne laga. Hall mein woh purana sofa tha—main uske peeche sarka, meri saansein bhaari aur garam, lund ab poora tan gaya, uske garam kapde ke neeche jal raha tha. Noor ko laga Hira uska aashiq hai, chupke se khidki ke raste aaya—uske liye ye ek ganda sa rishta tha, par mujhe pata tha main yahan chhupa hua sab ka khel dekhne wala tha. Hira dheere-dheere chhat ki taraf badha, uske qadam siskiyaan lete hue, aur main chupchap intezaar mein baith gaya.
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Main sofa ke peeche chhupa tha, par ab meri aankhein aur dil dono kamre ke andar jhankne ko tadap rahe the—darwaza band tha, par ek chhoti si khidki hall se thodi khuli hui thi, jisse main andar ka sab kuch dekh sakta tha. Main dheere se sofa se khisak gaya, qadam dheeme-dheeme rakhte hue, dil ab gardan mein phans raha tha, har saans ek khauf aur ek garmi ke saath andar utar rahi thi—ammi-abbu ke jaagne ka dar ab bhi mujhe kha raha tha, par usse badi bechaini thi ye dekhne ki mera aur Noor ka bistar ab kiska hai. Khidki ke paas pahuncha, aankhein andhere mein adjust hui, aur wahan bistar pe Hira ne Noor ko peeth ke bal lita diya tha—uski kameez ke button khule hue, uska nanga pet chamak raha tha, salwar abhi bhi uski jaanghon pe thi, par Hira ne rabdi ka packet khola aur usse Noor ke pet pe rakh diya, jaise uska pet ek mez ho. Woh apna muh uski salwar ke neeche le gaya, uski chut ko dheere-dheere chaat raha tha, uski jeebh uske andar tak jati hui, phir rabdi mein ungli daali, thodi si uthayi, aur Noor ke hothon pe lagayi—Noor ne apni jeebh se usse chaata, ek geeli muskurahat ke saath, aur Hira wapas uski chut pe jhuka, rabdi aur uski mithaas ek saath kha raha tha. Noor Hira ke saath poori tarah se madhosh thi, uska jism uske har chhuan pe kamp raha tha—woh apne haathon se bistar ko jakde hue thi, uski saansein bhaari aur geeli thi, “Aur karo, mujhe teri jeebh ka nasha chahiye,” aur Hira uski chut se rabdi ke saath khel raha tha, uski ungliyan uski salwar ke neeche dheeme se sark rahi thi. Phir Noor ne Hira ke upar jhukte hue uski pant khud kholi, ek bechaini se uske button khole, uska lund bahar nikala—uski aankhein ek gandi si pyaas se bhar gayi thi, usne uska mota lund haath mein liya, ek lambi nazar daali, aur bola, “Ye to pura muh mein nahi aayega, kitna mota hai!” Uska lund uncut tha, chamdi uske supade pe dheeli thi, aur Noor ne uski taange kholi, unhe dono taraf faila diya, uska jism ab ek tadap se uske lund ki taraf jhuka—usne apne haathon se uski jaanghon ko dabaaya, aur bina kuch kahe uske lund ko muh mein lene ki koshish ki, seedha andar tak, jitna ho sake, shayad ek chauthai hi andar gaya. Main ye sab dekh raha tha—meri Noor, jo kabhi mere saath itni besharmi nahi dikhaati thi, ab Hira ke saamne apne ghutno pe thi, uska mota lund uske muh mein ghusedne ki koshish kar rahi thi, uska muh uske supade pe ruka, uski jeebh uske charon taraf ghoom rahi thi, uska jism aage-piche ho raha tha, aur main bas dekhta reh gaya—meri saansein ruk si gayi thi, dil ek tez dhol ki tarah baj raha tha, lund pant mein tadap raha tha, aur main uski har harkat se pagal sa hota ja raha tha. Noor ne thodi der baad muh nikala, uski foreskin se khelte hue, ek sharaarti hasi ke saath boli, “Kitna soft hai, man kar raha hai iski chadar bana lun,” aur phir usne uski chamdi ko dheere se kheench ke chhoda, jaise koi khel khel rahi ho, “Ye to bilkul makhmal jaisa hai, isse to main pura din masal sakti hoon,” aur Hira ke chehre pe ek bhaari si muskurahat thi, woh uske baalon mein haath pher raha tha. Meri aankhein Noor ke hathon pe, uski ungliyon pe, uski hansi pe thami hui thi—uski ye mazaak, uski ye besharmi, meri rooh ko chhed rahi thi, mera haath pant ke andar tha, lund ko tezi se ragad raha tha, har baat, har harkat, mujhe ek gandi si aag mein jhonk rahi thi, aur main uske is roop ko, Hira ke saath is khel ko, apne andar bhar raha tha, ek deewane ki tarah.
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Noor ab Hira ke lund ke saath ek dheema, ganda khel khel rahi thi—usne rabdi ka packet uthaya, apni ungliyon mein thodi si rabdi li, aur Hira ke lund pe dheere-dheere lagayi, jaise koi mitha sa rang chadha rahi ho.
Uska supada ab rabdi se geela tha, chamdi ke neeche chamak raha tha, aur Noor ne apne hoth uspe rakhe, ek lambi, bhaari saans ke saath uski mithaas ko chaatna shuru kiya, uski jeebh uske mote supade ke charon taraf dheere-dheeme ghoom rahi thi. “Teri ye cheez rabdi se bhi zyada tasty hai,” usne kaha, uski awaaz geeli aur madhosh, aur Hira ne ek bhaari saans chhodi, uske baalon mein haath pherte hue bola, “Aur tu ise apne muh mein leke aur mazedar bana deti hai, zara aur andar tak le na.” Noor ne uski baat suni, uske lund ko haath mein masalte hue ek sharaarti muskurahat di, “Itna mota hai, pura kaise lungi, par thodi si mithaas aur dalungi,” aur usne rabdi mein dubi ungli uske lund pe phir se ragdi, phir apne hoth uspe le aayi, dheere-dheere chaatne lagi, uski saansein uski jaanghon pe garam pad rahi thi. Main khidki ke paas chhupa hua, ye sab dekh raha tha—mera haath pant ke andar tha, lund ko tezi se ragad raha tha, par ab ek thakan ke baad bhi ek nayi aag bhadak rahi thi—Noor ki ye besharmi, uski ye rawness, uska ye jism Hira ke saath aise khel raha tha jaise main kabhi uske liye wajood hi na raha, aur meri aankhein uspe jami hui thi, har harkat meri rooh ko chhed rahi thi. Hira Noor ke muh ke maze le raha tha, uski aankhein ek pal ke liye meri taraf ghumi, aur woh ek halki si hasi chhod diya—jaise mujhe chhed raha ho, mujhe dikhana chahta ho ki woh kya kar sakta hai. Noor ne supada muh se nikala, rabdi se geele hothon ke saath pucha, “Kyun hasa?” Hira ne uski kamar pe haath rakha, usse apne paas kheenchte hue bola, “Tera muh to rabdi se bhi zyada mazedar hai, par ab mujhe tera pyar aur gehra chahiye—meri gaand ki ched ko chumegi?”
Noor ek pal ke liye ruk gayi, uske chehre pe ek jhijhak chhayi, “Ye kya keh rahe ho, ganda to nahi hai?” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, apna sir peeche kheenchte hue. Hira ne uske kandhe pe haath rakha, uske baalon ko dheere se sehlate hue bola, “Ganda kahan, teri chhuan se to har cheez pavitra ho jati hai, bas ek baar, meri jaan, mujhe tera pura pyar chahiye.” Noor ne ek lambi saans li, uski aankhein Hira ke chehre pe thami, “Par ye thodi ajeeb hai na,” usne phir kaha, par Hira ne uske kaan ke paas apne hoth le jate hue dheere se kaha, “Ajeeb nahi, tera hoth uspe lagega to mujhe jannat dikh jayegi, zara meri khushi ke liye kar na.” Usne Noor ke haath ko apne lund pe rakha, usse masalte hue bola, “Dekh, ye bhi to tujhe bula raha hai,” aur ek thodi si hasi chhod di. Noor ne ek gehri saans li, uska jism ek pal ke liye kamp gaya, phir woh dheere se Hira ke peeche ghumi—Hira ne apni taange aur khol di, apna jism thoda aage kiya, aur Noor ne jhuk ke uski gaand ki ched ko dheere se chhua, ek halka sa chumban diya, uska muh ek pal ke liye wahan ruka, phir tezi se hata liya, par Hira ki aankhein band ho gayi thi, ek gehri siski ke saath maze le raha tha, jaise Imran ko dikhana chahta ho ki Noor uske liye kya-kya kar sakti hai. Main ye sab dekh raha tha, meri Noor, jo mere saath kabhi itni besharm nahi bani, ab Hira ke saath ye sab kar rahi thi—uski ye rawness, uski ye himmat, ek asli mard ke saath ye closeness, mujhe hairaan kar rahi thi. Mera lund phir se tan gaya, haath ab ruk nahi raha tha, ek nayi aag mere jism mein bhar gayi, aur main chhupa hua, uski is nayi duniya ko dekh ke dang reh gaya, uski har baat, har harkat, meri rooh ko ek tezaab ki tarah jala rahi thi.
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Noor Hira ke saath ek sharaarti khel mein thi, uski sexuality aur chulbulapan kamre mein fail raha tha—woh uske upar jhuki hui thi, uske lund ko haath mein masalte hue ek shaitani hasi ke saath boli, “Ab to tujhe pura nichod dungi, taiyaar hai na?” Hira ne uski kamar ko dabaya, ek bhaari awaaz mein kaha, “Jitna nichodna hai nichod le, par tu bhi to meri wajah se pighal rahi hai,” aur Noor ne apne baal peeche jhatke, uski aankhein ek chulbuli pyaas se chamak rahi thi. Phir usne ek pal ke liye ruk ke, uske seene pe ungli ghumate hue pucha, “Condom laya na tu?” Hira ne ek thodi si muskurahat ke saath jeb se packet nikala, “Haan, strawberry flavour bhi hai,” par jab Noor ne packet haath mein liya, usse kholte hue Hira ne kaha, “Arre, iski kya zarurat, tu to waise bhi mera sab kuch le leti hai.” Noor ke chehre pe ek jhijhak aayi, “Nahi, Hira, pregnancy ka dar hai, ye pehenna hi padega,” par Hira ne uske hothon pe ungli rakhi, “Kuch nahi hoga, main sambhal lunga, isse maza adha ho jata hai.” Noor ne uski baat ko hawa mein uda diya, “Chup kar, tu kitna bhi bole, main risk nahi lungi,” aur usne condom nikal ke uske lund pe lagane ki koshish ki—uska mota supada aur chamdi usse pareshaan kar raha tha, condom fit nahi ho raha tha. Hira ne phir kaha, “Dekh, ye to tight hai, chhod na, main dhyan rakhunga,” par Noor ne uski taraf ghoora, “Hira, ya to ye pehen, ya main abhi ruk jaungi,” aur apni ungliyon se uske lund ko pakad ke condom ko zor se roll kiya, thodi der ladkhadaayi, par aakhir mein usse pehna diya, ek vijayi muskurahat ke saath. Main khidki ke paas chhupa hua, ye sab dekh raha tha—Noor ki ye zidd, uski ye himmat, uska ye sharaarti andaaz Hira pe haavi ho raha tha, aur meri rooh ek aag mein jal rahi thi, uski har baat ek tezaab ki tarah mere dil pe gir rahi thi.
Phir Noor ne Hira ko bistar pe peeche dhakka diya, uske upar chadh gayi—uski salwar thoda neeche sarki hui thi, usne apni chut ko uske condom pe rakha, aur dheere se andar lene lagi. Hira ne uski kamar pakdi, usse apne paas kheenchte hue bola, “Ab dikhla apni taakat, kitna andar tak le sakti hai,” aur Noor ne ek lambi siski ke saath apna jism neeche dabaya, uska chehra ek garmi se bhar gaya, “Teri wajah se main pagal ho rahi hoon, ab rukna mat.” Hira ne apne haathon se uski peeth ko sehlaya, phir uski kamar ko zor se pakad ke ek jhatka maara—Noor ki ek dheemi cheekh nikli, par usne uske kandhe pakad liye, uske saath ek lay mein hilne lagi, uski saansein ab tez aur bhaari thi, uska jism Hira ke upar ek jungli shakti ke saath nach raha tha. Hira ne uske kaan ke paas bola, “Teri ye garmi mujhe barbaad kar degi, aur tez kar,” aur Noor ne apni kamar hilaayi, uske lund ko aur andar tak lete hue, uski aankhein band, chehra ek sukoon aur pyaas ke saath chamak raha tha. Main ye sab dekh raha tha—meri Noor, jo mere saath kabhi itni wild nahi thi, ab Hira ke saath ek taakat aur passion mein doobi hui thi, uski har lehar, uski har siski, meri aankhon ke saamne ek nayi duniya khol rahi thi. Mera lund pant mein phir se tan gaya, haath tezi se chal raha tha, uski ye shakti, Hira ki taakat, unka ye milan mujhe awestruck chhod raha tha—uski ye rawness, uski ye himmat, ek asli mard ke saath ye jungli roop, meri rooh ko ek aag mein jhonk rahi thi, aur main chhupa hua, unki is duniya mein ek ajnabi sa, bas dekh raha tha.
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