Adultery Bewda Padosi
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Chapter - 4
Subah jab meri aankhein khuli toh sar mein dard tha jaise koi hammer maar raha ho. Pura raat ka scene aankhon ke saamne ghum raha tha — Mou ghutno pe baithi, Babu Lal ka mota lund uske muh mein, uske gaal phool rahe the, uske muh se thook ki laar tapak rahi thi… aur woh usko “daddy” bol rahi thi. Mera lund khada ho gaya lekin saath hi pet mein ek ajeeb si ghabrahat bhi thi.
Kya maine galti kar di? Kya meri pyari, masoom biwi mujhse door ho jaayegi is sab ke baad? Kya woh ab mujhe hi kam pasand karne lagegi?
Main uthne hi wala tha ki darwaza khula aur Mou andar aayi — sirf ek chhote se black thong aur tight white crop top mein. Uski gol-gol gaand bilkul nangi dikhai de rahi thi, boobs ka shape crop top mein saaf dikhta tha. Haath mein breakfast ka tray tha aur chehre pe woh pyari si smile jo hamesha mujhe pighla deti thi.
“Arre shona… uth gaye?” usne muskurate hue kaha aur tray bed pe rakh di. “Sab log chale gaye, ghar bhi saaf kar diya maine. Aap itni der se so rahe the toh maine socha breakfast le aati hoon.”
Woh bed pe chadh aayi, mere paas aa kar chipak gayi aur mere gaal pe ek pyaara sa kiss kiya. Uske body ki warmth feel hote hi saari tension halki ho gayi. Hum dono bed pe baith kar breakfast karne lage. Party ki baatein ho rahi thi, masti ho rahi thi… lekin dheere-dheere main topic pe aa gaya.
“Mou… kal raat ke baare mein… koi regret toh nahi na?” maine dheere se poocha, aankhein uske chehre pe tikaye.
Woh mujhe dekhti rahi, phir dheere se sar hilaya. “Nahi Arnab… bilkul nahi. Main aapke liye hi kiya tha. Aur… itna bura bhi nahi laga jitna maine socha tha.” Uski aankhon mein thodi sharm thi lekin saath hi ek naya glow bhi.
Main bahut relieved ho gaya. Humne aur baatein ki. Phir usne poocha, “Fantasy abhi bhi dimag mein hai ya ab khatam ho gaya?”
Main uski taraf dekha aur dheere se bola, “Abhi bhi hai… lekin ab control mein hai.” Phir maine usko apne upar khinch liya aur dheere-dheere uske kapde utaarne laga. Humne pyar se, dheere-dheere chudai ki — bilkul alag vibe thi aaj subah. Jaise hum dono aur close ho gaye the.
Orgasm ke baad jab hum dono saans le rahe the, maine uske kaan mein dheere se poocha, “Batao shona… kab milega mujhe woh ‘Babu Lal wala special’?”
Mou ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne mere haath pe thappad maara aur sharmaate hue boli, “Arre waah! Ab aap bhi maang rahe ho? Main toh sochti thi aap sirf dekhna pasand karte hain.” Phir usne dheere se kaha, “Wait and see… main aapke liye bhi special banaungi… lekin abhi nahi.”
Main uski gaand pe zor se pinch kar diya. Woh chillayi aur phir hansne lagi. Hum phir se chipak gaye aur is baar thoda aur tez ho gaya. Mou ko dusra orgasm bhi aa gaya — subah ka dusra round.
Baad mein hum dono saath mein shower liya. Paani ke neeche humne ek dusre ko haath ferte hue, kiss karte hue bahut time bitaya. Aaj hum dono mein ek alag hi closeness thi. Jaise kal raat ne humein aur tight kar diya tha.
Main ne poocha, “Aaj kya plan hai jaan?”
Mou ne mere seene pe sir rakh ke dheere se kaha, “Bas ghar pe relax karte hain… pool side pe mimosas ke saath.”
Maine uski gaand pe haath rakh ke squeeze kiya. “Theek hai… lekin sirf agar tu woh yellow wali Brazilian bikini pehnegi jo maine tere liye li thi.”
Usne mujhe dekha, gaal laal ho gaye, phir dheere se sar hilaya. “Theek hai… aapke liye.”
Hum taiyaar hue. Main pehle pool pe gaya. Bahar ka bar set kiya, mimosas bana raha tha. Tabhi maine suna darwaza khula. Maine upar dekha — Mou aa rahi thi.
Yellow bikini… bilkul strings jaisa. Top itna chhota ki uske boobs jaise bahar aane ko tadap rahe the. Neeche g-string thong — uski perfect gol-gol gaand ke beech sirf ek patli si line. Baal messy bun mein, skin abhi bhi thodi geeli. Woh chalte hue apni gaand hilaa rahi thi jaise jaan-bujh kar.
Mera muh khula reh gaya. Yeh meri biwi thi… aur maine kal usko us bewde ke saamne ghutno pe bitha diya tha.
Woh mere paas aayi, gaal pe kiss kiya aur twirl kiya. Uski gaand itni sundar hil rahi thi ki main control nahi kar paaya. Maine usko pakad ke zor se kiss kiya.
Hum pool mein utar gaye. Paani mein khel rahe the, mimosas pee rahe the, ek dusre ko touch kar rahe the. Bahut der baad Mou bahar aayi, towel pe let gayi tanning ke liye. Main floaty pe let kar aankhein band kiye tha… tabhi uski awaaz suni.
“Oh my god… Arnab!”
Main jhat se utha. Woh apna phone haath mein liye mere taraf dekhti hui thi, chehra laal.
“Babu Lal ne message kiya hai…” usne dheere se kaha.
Maine jaldi se uske paas gaya. Phone pe ek lamba message tha… saath hi uska mota lund ka photo bhi.
Message padha:
“Hey Mou beti… hope you don’t mind I took your number from Arnab’s phone last night. I can’t stop thinking about your mouth on my cock. Best blowjob I’ve ever had. Agar practice karna ho toh bata dena… main aa jaunga jab Arnab babu ghar pe na ho. Tumhara muh toh swarg hai beti.”
Mou ka chehra poora laal tha. Hum dono ek dusre ko dekhte rahe. Main kuch bol nahi paa raha tha.
Main dheere se bola, “Agar uncomfortable feel ho raha hai toh block kar do shona…”
Mou mujhe seedha aankhon mein dekhti rahi. Phir usne apna haath mere shorts ke andar daal diya — mera lund already sakht tha. Usne dheere se poocha, “Lekin aap nahi chahte na ki woh block ho jaaye…?”
Main uski aankhon mein dekhta raha. Kal raat ka scene yaad aaya. Mou ka muh uske lund mein, uske gaal pe thappad, uska maal uske chehre pe… aur main bus mein chhupa hua dekh raha tha.
Main dheere se sar hilaya. “Nahi… mat block karna.”
Mou ne mujhe ek lambi kiss di. Phir phone uthaya aur type karne lagi.
Pehla message usne bheja:
“Wow… thanks for the compliment Uncle. I still feel a little guilty because I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would. You really have a big cock.”
Babu Lal ka turant reply aaya: “Don’t feel guilty beti. Fun karne mein kya galat hai? Abhi kya kar rahi ho?”
Mou mujhe dekhti hui type karne lagi:
“Husband bahar kuch kaam pe gaye hain… main pool pe leti hui hoon, sunbath le rahi hoon.”
Phir Babu Lal: “Kya pehna hai?”
Mou ne mujhe ek naughty smile di. Woh uthi, pool ke paas khadi hui aur apna full body selfie liya — yellow bikini mein, geeli skin, curves saaf dikhte hue. Photo bhej diya.
Babu Lal ka reply aaya: “Show me the back!”
Mou ne phone table pe rakh diya, timer lagaya aur peeth karke khadi ho gayi. Usne apni gaand ko thoda sa hilaya aur do-teen photos li — g-string mein uski perfect gaand ka view. Maine usko dekhte hue apna lund shorts ke upar se ragadna shuru kar diya.
Woh photos select karke bhej di. Hum dono chup-chaap baith gaye. Sexual tension itni zyada thi ki hawa bhi garam lag rahi thi.
Phone vibrate hua. Mou ne khola… uski aankhein phail gayi. Woh mujhe dekhti hui type karne lagi aur bhej diya.
Main tadap raha tha. “Kya likha usne?”
Mou uthi, mere paas aayi, chehra laal, aankhein neeche. Bina kuch bole usne phone mujhe dikha diya.
Babu Lal ka message:
“Be there in 10 minutes.”
Mou ka reply:
“This is so wrong… I can’t believe I’m doing this again. Side gate is unlocked. Hurry up before my husband comes back…”
Main usko dekhta raha. Time dekh liya — sirf 6-7 minute bache the.
Maine usko zor se apne seene se laga liya, uski gaand dono haathon se pakad ke squeeze kiya aur uske muh mein apni zubaan daal di. Kiss gehri aur bhooki thi. Phir maine uske kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Saaf kar lena baad mein… har jagah se.”
Woh mujhe shock se dekhti rahi. Maine usko ek baar aur kiss kiya aur andar chala gaya. Garage door band kiya taaki car na dikhe. Seedha upar bedroom ke balcony pe gaya jahaan se pura backyard dikhta tha.
Mou neeche pool side pe leti hui thi, side gate ki taraf dekhti hui. Usne upar dekha, mujhe dekha aur dheere se ek kiss blow kiya. Main ne bhi haath se pakad ke smile di aur thoda peeche ho gaya taaki na dikhu lekin sab sun aur dekh saku.
Kuch minute baad side gate khula. Babu Lal andar aaya — usi moti body, arrogant smile ke saath. Mou ne usko dekha aur dheere se uthi. Usne usko hug kiya. Babu Lal ne turant uski gaand dono haathon se pakad li aur zor se daboch liya, phir ek thappad bhi maar diya.
Mou ne uske shorts pe haath ferte hue dheere se kaha, “Koi excited toh nahi lag raha Uncle?”
Babu Lal ne apna lund bahar nikaal liya aur uska haath uspe rakh diya. “Abhi bhi sirf mera hi lund chusa hai na tu?”
Mou ne sar hilaya, aankhein uske lund pe. “Haan… main yakeen nahi kar paa rahi ki main phir se kar rahi hoon yeh sab…”
Babu Lal ne uski gaand ko zor-zor se squeeze karte hue kaha, “Aaj jaldi nahi jaane dunga randi. Poora time lunga. Agar jaldi nahi hua toh tera pati aa jaaye toh bhi chalega… woh dekh lega.”
Mou ne andar se aankhein ghumayi lekin bahar se usne uske lund ko dono haathon se stroke karna shuru kar diya. Woh uske seene se chipak gayi, uski gaand uske lund pe ragadne lagi.
Babu Lal ne uski gaand pe zor-zor se thappad maare. “Uff… kitni soft gaand hai teri beti. Tera pati kabhi aise nahi maarta na?”
Mou ne moan kiya, “Nahi… main unhe kabhi nahi karne deti… lekin aap… aap itna zor se…”
Babu Lal ne aur zor se thappad maara. Mou ki body hil gayi. Woh uske lund ko apne pet se ragadte hue boli, “Daddy… dheere se… please…”
Babu Lal hans pada. “Hahaha… ab tu khud hi daddy bol rahi hai? Kal raat se kitni change ho gayi hai tu.”
Mou ne usko zor se kiss kiya, phir uske lund ko pakad ke lounge chair ki taraf khinchne lagi — wahi chair jahaan main baitha tha thodi der pehle.
Woh usko chair pe dhakel ke baithaya aur khud uske upar straddle kar ke baith gayi. Uski gaand uske lund pe upar-neeche hone lagi. Bikini ki patli si line ke neeche uska lund uski gaand ke beech phas gaya tha.
Main balcony pe khada dekh raha tha. Meri biwi apni gaand us bewde ke lund pe ragad rahi thi… aur main sirf dekh sakta tha.
Mou ne dheere se apni gaand ke dono hisse failaye aur uske lund ko apni gaand ke beech phasa liya. Babu Lal ne uski gaand ko zor se pakad liya aur uske against ragadne laga.
“Fuck beti… teri gaand itni badi aur soft hai… main toh yahin jhad jaaunga.”
Mou ne uske seene pe apna sir rakh diya, aankhein band karke uske lund ko apni gaand se ragadti rahi. Phir dheere se neeche utar gayi, ghutno pe baith gayi chair ke saamne.
Usne uska mota lund dono haathon se pakda aur muh mein le liya.
“Gluck… gluck… slurrrp…”
Main balcony pe khada tha, apna lund shorts mein haath se ragad raha tha. Mou zor-zor se uska lund chus rahi thi — bilkul waisi hi tarah jaise kal raat. Thook ki laar uske chin se tapak rahi thi.
Babu Lal ne uske baal pakad liye aur uska muh apne lund pe zor se dhakelne laga. “Haan randi… poora andar le… face fuck karun tujhe?”
Mou ne muh se bahar nikaal ke saans leti hui kaha, “Haan daddy… treat me like a slut… jaise Arnab hamesha chahte the…”
Babu Lal ne uske baal pakad ke uska muh zor-zor se andar-bahar karna shuru kar diya. Mou gag kar rahi thi lekin ruk nahi rahi thi. Uski gaand upar ki taraf thi, bikini thong uske gaand ke beech phasi hui.
Babu Lal ne apna haath uski gaand pe maara — CHAPPP! CHAPPP!
Mou ke muh se moan nikal gaya uske lund ke saath hi. Woh aur zor se chusne lagi.
Main dekh raha tha — meri biwi face down, ass up position mein, us bewde ka lund muh mein, uski gaand laal ho rahi thi thappadon se… aur main sirf balcony pe khada tha.
Babu Lal ne uske baal chhod diye aur uski gaand pe haath ghumane laga. “Bol randi… tera pati kabhi aise nahi karta na tujhe?”
Mou ne lund ko muh se nikaal ke uske balls chusne lagi. “Nahi daddy… aap hi pehli baar aise kar rahe ho… main unhe kabhi nahi karne deti…”
Babu Lal zor se hans pada. “Arre bechara Arnab babu… itni hot biwi hai aur kabhi is gaand pe thappad nahi maara!”
Mou ne uske lund ko phir se muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi. Uske haath uske balls ko massage kar rahe the.
Kuch der baad Babu Lal ne kaha, “Main jhadne wala hoon beti… muh mein hi le legi ya chehre pe?”
Mou ne jawab nahi diya. Usne aur zor se chusna shuru kar diya, dono haathon se lund hilate hue. Usne apna muh poora andar le liya — uska gala bulge ho raha tha.
Babu Lal ne zor se moan kiya aur uske muh mein jhadne laga.
Mou ne pehle thoda sa choke kiya lekin phir bhi andar hi andar nigal liya. Kuch cum uske muh se bahar aa gaya lekin usne turant usko bhi chaat liya. Usne uska poora lund muh se nikaal ke uspe lambi-lambi licks maari, last drop tak saaf kiya — bilkul tongue aur lips se, towel nahi.
Babu Lal thak kar let gaya. Mou jaldi se uthi, usko side gate ki taraf khinchne lagi. Lekin gate pe pahunchne se pehle Babu Lal ne usko pakad liya aur zor se uske muh mein apni zubaan daal di — ek lamba, ganda kiss.
Mou ne pehle resist kiya lekin phir dheere se uske against melt ho gayi. Usne ek baar upar balcony ki taraf dekha — main wahi khada tha. Phir usne aankhein band kar li aur usko aur gehra kiss karne lagi.
Babu Lal ne uski gaand pe ek aur thappad maara aur bola, “Kal phir milte hain randi.”
Mou ne kuch nahi bola. Woh andar ki taraf bhagti hui aayi. Main balcony se dheere se andar chala gaya.
Thodi der baad woh bedroom mein aayi. Uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha, lips swollen, bikini geela, gaand pe laal nishaan.
Woh mujhe dekhti hui ruk gayi. Phir dheere se boli, “Aapne sab dekh liya?”
Main uske paas gaya, usko zor se pakad liya aur uske muh mein kiss karne laga. Uske muh mein abhi bhi Babu Lal ke cum ka taste tha.
Maine uske kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Haan… poora dekh liya. Aur main abhi bhi bahut hard hoon.”
Mou ne mujhe dekha, phir sharmaate hue boli, “Woh last wala kiss… main jaan-bujh kar nahi chhupa rahi thi aap se… lekin… aapko aur exciting lagega jab main aapko baad mein bataungi.”
Main usko bed pe litakar uske upar chadh gaya.
“Ab batao shona… ab main kitna wait karun apne liye?”
Mou ne mujhe gehri kiss di aur dheere se boli, “Jaldi hi… promise. Lekin pehle… aap mujhe aur chodo. Aaj main aapki hoon poori tarah se.”
Hum dono phir se ek dusre mein kho gaye.
Lekin dimag mein ek hi baat ghum rahi thi — yeh sirf shuruaat thi.
Aur Babu Lal ka message abhi bhi Mou ke phone mein pada tha… “Kal phir milte hain randi.”
Subah jab meri aankhein khuli toh sar mein dard tha jaise koi hammer maar raha ho. Pura raat ka scene aankhon ke saamne ghum raha tha — Mou ghutno pe baithi, Babu Lal ka mota lund uske muh mein, uske gaal phool rahe the, uske muh se thook ki laar tapak rahi thi… aur woh usko “daddy” bol rahi thi. Mera lund khada ho gaya lekin saath hi pet mein ek ajeeb si ghabrahat bhi thi.
Kya maine galti kar di? Kya meri pyari, masoom biwi mujhse door ho jaayegi is sab ke baad? Kya woh ab mujhe hi kam pasand karne lagegi?
Main uthne hi wala tha ki darwaza khula aur Mou andar aayi — sirf ek chhote se black thong aur tight white crop top mein. Uski gol-gol gaand bilkul nangi dikhai de rahi thi, boobs ka shape crop top mein saaf dikhta tha. Haath mein breakfast ka tray tha aur chehre pe woh pyari si smile jo hamesha mujhe pighla deti thi.
“Arre shona… uth gaye?” usne muskurate hue kaha aur tray bed pe rakh di. “Sab log chale gaye, ghar bhi saaf kar diya maine. Aap itni der se so rahe the toh maine socha breakfast le aati hoon.”
Woh bed pe chadh aayi, mere paas aa kar chipak gayi aur mere gaal pe ek pyaara sa kiss kiya. Uske body ki warmth feel hote hi saari tension halki ho gayi. Hum dono bed pe baith kar breakfast karne lage. Party ki baatein ho rahi thi, masti ho rahi thi… lekin dheere-dheere main topic pe aa gaya.
“Mou… kal raat ke baare mein… koi regret toh nahi na?” maine dheere se poocha, aankhein uske chehre pe tikaye.
Woh mujhe dekhti rahi, phir dheere se sar hilaya. “Nahi Arnab… bilkul nahi. Main aapke liye hi kiya tha. Aur… itna bura bhi nahi laga jitna maine socha tha.” Uski aankhon mein thodi sharm thi lekin saath hi ek naya glow bhi.
Main bahut relieved ho gaya. Humne aur baatein ki. Phir usne poocha, “Fantasy abhi bhi dimag mein hai ya ab khatam ho gaya?”
Main uski taraf dekha aur dheere se bola, “Abhi bhi hai… lekin ab control mein hai.” Phir maine usko apne upar khinch liya aur dheere-dheere uske kapde utaarne laga. Humne pyar se, dheere-dheere chudai ki — bilkul alag vibe thi aaj subah. Jaise hum dono aur close ho gaye the.
Orgasm ke baad jab hum dono saans le rahe the, maine uske kaan mein dheere se poocha, “Batao shona… kab milega mujhe woh ‘Babu Lal wala special’?”
Mou ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne mere haath pe thappad maara aur sharmaate hue boli, “Arre waah! Ab aap bhi maang rahe ho? Main toh sochti thi aap sirf dekhna pasand karte hain.” Phir usne dheere se kaha, “Wait and see… main aapke liye bhi special banaungi… lekin abhi nahi.”
Main uski gaand pe zor se pinch kar diya. Woh chillayi aur phir hansne lagi. Hum phir se chipak gaye aur is baar thoda aur tez ho gaya. Mou ko dusra orgasm bhi aa gaya — subah ka dusra round.
Baad mein hum dono saath mein shower liya. Paani ke neeche humne ek dusre ko haath ferte hue, kiss karte hue bahut time bitaya. Aaj hum dono mein ek alag hi closeness thi. Jaise kal raat ne humein aur tight kar diya tha.
Main ne poocha, “Aaj kya plan hai jaan?”
Mou ne mere seene pe sir rakh ke dheere se kaha, “Bas ghar pe relax karte hain… pool side pe mimosas ke saath.”
Maine uski gaand pe haath rakh ke squeeze kiya. “Theek hai… lekin sirf agar tu woh yellow wali Brazilian bikini pehnegi jo maine tere liye li thi.”
Usne mujhe dekha, gaal laal ho gaye, phir dheere se sar hilaya. “Theek hai… aapke liye.”
Hum taiyaar hue. Main pehle pool pe gaya. Bahar ka bar set kiya, mimosas bana raha tha. Tabhi maine suna darwaza khula. Maine upar dekha — Mou aa rahi thi.
Yellow bikini… bilkul strings jaisa. Top itna chhota ki uske boobs jaise bahar aane ko tadap rahe the. Neeche g-string thong — uski perfect gol-gol gaand ke beech sirf ek patli si line. Baal messy bun mein, skin abhi bhi thodi geeli. Woh chalte hue apni gaand hilaa rahi thi jaise jaan-bujh kar.
Mera muh khula reh gaya. Yeh meri biwi thi… aur maine kal usko us bewde ke saamne ghutno pe bitha diya tha.
Woh mere paas aayi, gaal pe kiss kiya aur twirl kiya. Uski gaand itni sundar hil rahi thi ki main control nahi kar paaya. Maine usko pakad ke zor se kiss kiya.
Hum pool mein utar gaye. Paani mein khel rahe the, mimosas pee rahe the, ek dusre ko touch kar rahe the. Bahut der baad Mou bahar aayi, towel pe let gayi tanning ke liye. Main floaty pe let kar aankhein band kiye tha… tabhi uski awaaz suni.
“Oh my god… Arnab!”
Main jhat se utha. Woh apna phone haath mein liye mere taraf dekhti hui thi, chehra laal.
“Babu Lal ne message kiya hai…” usne dheere se kaha.
Maine jaldi se uske paas gaya. Phone pe ek lamba message tha… saath hi uska mota lund ka photo bhi.
Message padha:
“Hey Mou beti… hope you don’t mind I took your number from Arnab’s phone last night. I can’t stop thinking about your mouth on my cock. Best blowjob I’ve ever had. Agar practice karna ho toh bata dena… main aa jaunga jab Arnab babu ghar pe na ho. Tumhara muh toh swarg hai beti.”
Mou ka chehra poora laal tha. Hum dono ek dusre ko dekhte rahe. Main kuch bol nahi paa raha tha.
Main dheere se bola, “Agar uncomfortable feel ho raha hai toh block kar do shona…”
Mou mujhe seedha aankhon mein dekhti rahi. Phir usne apna haath mere shorts ke andar daal diya — mera lund already sakht tha. Usne dheere se poocha, “Lekin aap nahi chahte na ki woh block ho jaaye…?”
Main uski aankhon mein dekhta raha. Kal raat ka scene yaad aaya. Mou ka muh uske lund mein, uske gaal pe thappad, uska maal uske chehre pe… aur main bus mein chhupa hua dekh raha tha.
Main dheere se sar hilaya. “Nahi… mat block karna.”
Mou ne mujhe ek lambi kiss di. Phir phone uthaya aur type karne lagi.
Pehla message usne bheja:
“Wow… thanks for the compliment Uncle. I still feel a little guilty because I actually enjoyed it more than I thought I would. You really have a big cock.”
Babu Lal ka turant reply aaya: “Don’t feel guilty beti. Fun karne mein kya galat hai? Abhi kya kar rahi ho?”
Mou mujhe dekhti hui type karne lagi:
“Husband bahar kuch kaam pe gaye hain… main pool pe leti hui hoon, sunbath le rahi hoon.”
Phir Babu Lal: “Kya pehna hai?”
Mou ne mujhe ek naughty smile di. Woh uthi, pool ke paas khadi hui aur apna full body selfie liya — yellow bikini mein, geeli skin, curves saaf dikhte hue. Photo bhej diya.
Babu Lal ka reply aaya: “Show me the back!”
Mou ne phone table pe rakh diya, timer lagaya aur peeth karke khadi ho gayi. Usne apni gaand ko thoda sa hilaya aur do-teen photos li — g-string mein uski perfect gaand ka view. Maine usko dekhte hue apna lund shorts ke upar se ragadna shuru kar diya.
Woh photos select karke bhej di. Hum dono chup-chaap baith gaye. Sexual tension itni zyada thi ki hawa bhi garam lag rahi thi.
Phone vibrate hua. Mou ne khola… uski aankhein phail gayi. Woh mujhe dekhti hui type karne lagi aur bhej diya.
Main tadap raha tha. “Kya likha usne?”
Mou uthi, mere paas aayi, chehra laal, aankhein neeche. Bina kuch bole usne phone mujhe dikha diya.
Babu Lal ka message:
“Be there in 10 minutes.”
Mou ka reply:
“This is so wrong… I can’t believe I’m doing this again. Side gate is unlocked. Hurry up before my husband comes back…”
Main usko dekhta raha. Time dekh liya — sirf 6-7 minute bache the.
Maine usko zor se apne seene se laga liya, uski gaand dono haathon se pakad ke squeeze kiya aur uske muh mein apni zubaan daal di. Kiss gehri aur bhooki thi. Phir maine uske kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Saaf kar lena baad mein… har jagah se.”
Woh mujhe shock se dekhti rahi. Maine usko ek baar aur kiss kiya aur andar chala gaya. Garage door band kiya taaki car na dikhe. Seedha upar bedroom ke balcony pe gaya jahaan se pura backyard dikhta tha.
Mou neeche pool side pe leti hui thi, side gate ki taraf dekhti hui. Usne upar dekha, mujhe dekha aur dheere se ek kiss blow kiya. Main ne bhi haath se pakad ke smile di aur thoda peeche ho gaya taaki na dikhu lekin sab sun aur dekh saku.
Kuch minute baad side gate khula. Babu Lal andar aaya — usi moti body, arrogant smile ke saath. Mou ne usko dekha aur dheere se uthi. Usne usko hug kiya. Babu Lal ne turant uski gaand dono haathon se pakad li aur zor se daboch liya, phir ek thappad bhi maar diya.
Mou ne uske shorts pe haath ferte hue dheere se kaha, “Koi excited toh nahi lag raha Uncle?”
Babu Lal ne apna lund bahar nikaal liya aur uska haath uspe rakh diya. “Abhi bhi sirf mera hi lund chusa hai na tu?”
Mou ne sar hilaya, aankhein uske lund pe. “Haan… main yakeen nahi kar paa rahi ki main phir se kar rahi hoon yeh sab…”
Babu Lal ne uski gaand ko zor-zor se squeeze karte hue kaha, “Aaj jaldi nahi jaane dunga randi. Poora time lunga. Agar jaldi nahi hua toh tera pati aa jaaye toh bhi chalega… woh dekh lega.”
Mou ne andar se aankhein ghumayi lekin bahar se usne uske lund ko dono haathon se stroke karna shuru kar diya. Woh uske seene se chipak gayi, uski gaand uske lund pe ragadne lagi.
Babu Lal ne uski gaand pe zor-zor se thappad maare. “Uff… kitni soft gaand hai teri beti. Tera pati kabhi aise nahi maarta na?”
Mou ne moan kiya, “Nahi… main unhe kabhi nahi karne deti… lekin aap… aap itna zor se…”
Babu Lal ne aur zor se thappad maara. Mou ki body hil gayi. Woh uske lund ko apne pet se ragadte hue boli, “Daddy… dheere se… please…”
Babu Lal hans pada. “Hahaha… ab tu khud hi daddy bol rahi hai? Kal raat se kitni change ho gayi hai tu.”
Mou ne usko zor se kiss kiya, phir uske lund ko pakad ke lounge chair ki taraf khinchne lagi — wahi chair jahaan main baitha tha thodi der pehle.
Woh usko chair pe dhakel ke baithaya aur khud uske upar straddle kar ke baith gayi. Uski gaand uske lund pe upar-neeche hone lagi. Bikini ki patli si line ke neeche uska lund uski gaand ke beech phas gaya tha.
Main balcony pe khada dekh raha tha. Meri biwi apni gaand us bewde ke lund pe ragad rahi thi… aur main sirf dekh sakta tha.
Mou ne dheere se apni gaand ke dono hisse failaye aur uske lund ko apni gaand ke beech phasa liya. Babu Lal ne uski gaand ko zor se pakad liya aur uske against ragadne laga.
“Fuck beti… teri gaand itni badi aur soft hai… main toh yahin jhad jaaunga.”
Mou ne uske seene pe apna sir rakh diya, aankhein band karke uske lund ko apni gaand se ragadti rahi. Phir dheere se neeche utar gayi, ghutno pe baith gayi chair ke saamne.
Usne uska mota lund dono haathon se pakda aur muh mein le liya.
“Gluck… gluck… slurrrp…”
Main balcony pe khada tha, apna lund shorts mein haath se ragad raha tha. Mou zor-zor se uska lund chus rahi thi — bilkul waisi hi tarah jaise kal raat. Thook ki laar uske chin se tapak rahi thi.
Babu Lal ne uske baal pakad liye aur uska muh apne lund pe zor se dhakelne laga. “Haan randi… poora andar le… face fuck karun tujhe?”
Mou ne muh se bahar nikaal ke saans leti hui kaha, “Haan daddy… treat me like a slut… jaise Arnab hamesha chahte the…”
Babu Lal ne uske baal pakad ke uska muh zor-zor se andar-bahar karna shuru kar diya. Mou gag kar rahi thi lekin ruk nahi rahi thi. Uski gaand upar ki taraf thi, bikini thong uske gaand ke beech phasi hui.
Babu Lal ne apna haath uski gaand pe maara — CHAPPP! CHAPPP!
Mou ke muh se moan nikal gaya uske lund ke saath hi. Woh aur zor se chusne lagi.
Main dekh raha tha — meri biwi face down, ass up position mein, us bewde ka lund muh mein, uski gaand laal ho rahi thi thappadon se… aur main sirf balcony pe khada tha.
Babu Lal ne uske baal chhod diye aur uski gaand pe haath ghumane laga. “Bol randi… tera pati kabhi aise nahi karta na tujhe?”
Mou ne lund ko muh se nikaal ke uske balls chusne lagi. “Nahi daddy… aap hi pehli baar aise kar rahe ho… main unhe kabhi nahi karne deti…”
Babu Lal zor se hans pada. “Arre bechara Arnab babu… itni hot biwi hai aur kabhi is gaand pe thappad nahi maara!”
Mou ne uske lund ko phir se muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi. Uske haath uske balls ko massage kar rahe the.
Kuch der baad Babu Lal ne kaha, “Main jhadne wala hoon beti… muh mein hi le legi ya chehre pe?”
Mou ne jawab nahi diya. Usne aur zor se chusna shuru kar diya, dono haathon se lund hilate hue. Usne apna muh poora andar le liya — uska gala bulge ho raha tha.
Babu Lal ne zor se moan kiya aur uske muh mein jhadne laga.
Mou ne pehle thoda sa choke kiya lekin phir bhi andar hi andar nigal liya. Kuch cum uske muh se bahar aa gaya lekin usne turant usko bhi chaat liya. Usne uska poora lund muh se nikaal ke uspe lambi-lambi licks maari, last drop tak saaf kiya — bilkul tongue aur lips se, towel nahi.
Babu Lal thak kar let gaya. Mou jaldi se uthi, usko side gate ki taraf khinchne lagi. Lekin gate pe pahunchne se pehle Babu Lal ne usko pakad liya aur zor se uske muh mein apni zubaan daal di — ek lamba, ganda kiss.
Mou ne pehle resist kiya lekin phir dheere se uske against melt ho gayi. Usne ek baar upar balcony ki taraf dekha — main wahi khada tha. Phir usne aankhein band kar li aur usko aur gehra kiss karne lagi.
Babu Lal ne uski gaand pe ek aur thappad maara aur bola, “Kal phir milte hain randi.”
Mou ne kuch nahi bola. Woh andar ki taraf bhagti hui aayi. Main balcony se dheere se andar chala gaya.
Thodi der baad woh bedroom mein aayi. Uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha, lips swollen, bikini geela, gaand pe laal nishaan.
Woh mujhe dekhti hui ruk gayi. Phir dheere se boli, “Aapne sab dekh liya?”
Main uske paas gaya, usko zor se pakad liya aur uske muh mein kiss karne laga. Uske muh mein abhi bhi Babu Lal ke cum ka taste tha.
Maine uske kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Haan… poora dekh liya. Aur main abhi bhi bahut hard hoon.”
Mou ne mujhe dekha, phir sharmaate hue boli, “Woh last wala kiss… main jaan-bujh kar nahi chhupa rahi thi aap se… lekin… aapko aur exciting lagega jab main aapko baad mein bataungi.”
Main usko bed pe litakar uske upar chadh gaya.
“Ab batao shona… ab main kitna wait karun apne liye?”
Mou ne mujhe gehri kiss di aur dheere se boli, “Jaldi hi… promise. Lekin pehle… aap mujhe aur chodo. Aaj main aapki hoon poori tarah se.”
Hum dono phir se ek dusre mein kho gaye.
Lekin dimag mein ek hi baat ghum rahi thi — yeh sirf shuruaat thi.
Aur Babu Lal ka message abhi bhi Mou ke phone mein pada tha… “Kal phir milte hain randi.”
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Chapter - 5
Mou andar aayi toh uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha. Lips swollen the, aankhein thodi sharma rahi thi, lekin usme ek naya glow tha. Woh mujhe dekhti hui ruk gayi, phir dheere se muskurayi — woh wali naughty, sexy smile jo aaj kal aksar de rahi thi.
“Babu Lal chale gaye?” maine poocha, awaaz mein thodi si khushkhi thi.
Mou ne sir hilaya. Woh seedha bathroom ki taraf jaane lagi lekin darwaze ke paas ruk gayi. Peeche mud kar mujhe dekha aur apni sabse gandi, slutty awaaz mein boli,
“Ek minute… daddy ka cum abhi bhi muh mein hai. Saaf karna padega.”
Phir woh andar chali gayi.
Mera muh khula reh gaya. Paanchvi baar aaj yeh sun raha tha aur har baar dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Woh bathroom se nikli toh sirf ek chhota sa towel lapete hue thi. Baal geele the, skin abhi bhi chamak rahi thi. Woh bed pe aayi aur mere upar chadh gayi. Towel gir gaya. Woh bilkul nangi thi.
Maine usko pakad ke zor se kiss kiya. Uske muh mein abhi bhi thoda sa Babu Lal ke cum ka taste tha. Mou ne mujhe aur gehra kiss kiya, jaise jaan-bujh kar mujhe taste karwa rahi ho.
“Arnab…” usne dheere se kaha, “Aaj main thodi zyada… involve ho gayi thi.”
Main uski aankhon mein dekhta raha.
Woh sharma ke apna sar mere seene pe rakh ke boli, “Main sirf aapke liye kar rahi thi… lekin jab uska mota lund mere muh mein tha… jab woh meri gaand pe zor-zor se thappad maar raha tha… main sach mein garam ho gayi thi. Bohot garam.”
Maine uski gaand pe haath ghumaya. “Batao shona… kitna maza aaya?”
Mou ne dheere se kaha, “Bahut. Uske lund ka taste… uski moti ungliyan meri gaand pe… jab usne mujhe face fuck kiya… main soch bhi nahi paa rahi thi ki main yeh sab kar rahi hoon. Aur jab usne muh mein jhada… maine nigal liya. Poora. Kyunki… mujhe laga ki aapko pasand aayega.”
Main uske upar chadh gaya aur uske andar dheere se dhakelne laga. Mou ne aankhein band kar li aur moan karne lagi.
Tabhi maine uske kaan mein poocha, “Gate pe… woh lamba kiss kyun kiya tune usko?”
Mou ne mujhe dekha, phir sharma ke boli, “Woh… usne kaha tha ki agar main usko properly nahi kiss karungi toh woh aapko bata dega. Aur… main chahti thi ki aapko aur exciting lage jab main aapko baad mein bataun.”
Main zor se dhakka maara. Mou chillayi.
“Arre waah shona… tu ab us bewde ke liye itni careful hone lagi hai?”
Mou ne mujhe zor se pakad liya aur dheere se boli, “Arnab… usne ek baat aur kahi thi gate pe.”
Main ruk gaya. “Kya?”
Mou ne meri aankhon mein dekhte hue dheere se kaha, “Usne kaha… ki main apna muh sirf uske liye rakhu. Kisi aur ko, khaskar aapko… blowjob na doon.”
Mera lund uske andar aur sakht ho gaya. Mou ne feel kiya aur naughty smile de di.
“Tu kya boli?” maine poocha, awaaz mein gussa aur excitement dono tha.
Mou ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dheere se boli, “Maine kaha… main sochungi. Kyunki yeh already bahut galat ho raha hai.”
Main uske upar se uth kar usko doggy position mein litaya. Uski gaand mere saamne thi — abhi bhi thodi laal nishaan the thappadon ke. Maine zor se ek thappad maara.
Mou ne moan kiya, “Ahhh… aap bhi aaj itne rough ho rahe ho Arnab…”
“Bol shona… tu sach mein uske liye apna muh save kar legi?” maine uske baal pakad ke poocha.
Mou ne peeche mud kar mujhe dekha. Uski aankhon mein lust tha.
“Main nahi jaanti Arnab… lekin jab aap aise pooch rahe ho… aur aapka lund itna sakht ho raha hai… toh mujhe lagta hai ki aap chahte ho ki main haan bol doon.”
Main aur zor se dhakke marne laga. Mou chillane lagi.
“Bol na shona… tu us bewde ka personal randi ban jaayegi? Jab main office mein meeting mein baitha honga, tab tu usko ghar bula legi aur uska mota lund chusegi?”
Mou ne apni gaand peeche ki taraf dhakel di aur moan kiya, “Haan… main kar sakti hoon… agar aap chahein toh. Main usko video bhej sakti hoon… jab main uska lund muh mein le rahi hoon. Aap meeting mein dekhoge… aur kuch nahi kar paoge.”
Main pagal ho raha tha. Maine uski gaand pe aur zor se thappad maare.
Mou ne suddenly ruk ke mujhe dekha. Uski aankhein chamak rahi thi.
“Arnab… ek aur baat hai.”
Main saans rok ke ruka.
Mou ne dheere se, lekin bilkul clearly kaha, “Main soch rahi hoon… ki apni… anal virginity usko de doon.”
Mera dimag sunn ho gaya.
Mou ne dheere se aage badh ke mere kaan mein kaha, “Aap hamesha meri gaand dekh ke pagal hote ho na? Lekin main aapko kabhi nahi deti. Shayad… main usko de doon. Woh itna bada hai… main sochti hoon ki woh meri tight gaand ko kaise tod dega…”
Main control kho baitha. Maine usko zor se pakad ke dhakke marne shuru kar diye.
Mou chillayi, “Haan Arnab! Chodo mujhe! Main uski randi hoon… lekin aaj main aapki hoon! Reclaim your wife! Usne meri gaand pe apne haath ke nishaan chhode hain… ab aap apne nishaan chhodo!”
Hum dono bilkul wild ho gaye the. Mou zor-zor se bol rahi thi — kitna bada hai Babu Lal ka lund, kitna maza aata hai usko chusne mein, kitna garam karti hai uski arrogance, aur ab woh usko apni gaand bhi dena chahti hai.
Main chillaya, “Tu uski randi ban jaana chahti hai na?!”
Mou ne zor se chillaya, “Haan! Main uski dirty slut ban jaana chahti hoon! Lekin main aapko bahut pyar karti hoon Arnab! Yeh sab sirf aapke liye kar rahi hoon… lekin ab mujhe bhi maza aane laga hai uske saath!”
Hum dono ek saath jhad gaye — sabse intense orgasm humari shaadi mein. Mou ka pura body kaanp raha tha, main uske andar hi jhad gaya.
Hum dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye. Saans phool rahi thi.
Kuch der baad Mou ne dheere se kaha, “Arnab… main jo kuch bhi boli… woh sirf aapko excite karne ke liye tha. Main asal mein usko apni gaand nahi dungi. Woh bahut badi baat hai. Main sirf aapke liye itna kar rahi hoon… lekin anal… woh abhi nahi.”
Main uske baal mein haath ghuma raha tha.
Lekin andar se ek baat saaf thi — Mou ne jo kuch bhi kaha tha… usne mujhe poori tarah se pagal kar diya tha.
Aur ab main nahi chahta tha ki yeh ruk jaaye.
Mou ne mujhe dekha aur dheere se poocha, “Aap ab bhi chahte ho na ki yeh continue ho?”
Main usko zor se pakad ke kaha, “Haan. Aur main chahta hoon ki tu uske saath aur bhi aage jaaye.”
Mou ne sharma ke apna sar mere seene pe chhupa liya.
“Bas itna yaad rakhna Arnab… main hamesha aapki hi hoon. Chahe main us bewde ke lund ko kitna bhi chusu… chahe main usko kitna bhi ‘daddy’ bolun… mera dil sirf aapke paas hai.”
Main uske maathe pe kiss kiya.
Lekin dimag mein ek hi line ghum rahi thi —
Yeh ab sirf fantasy nahi raha tha.
Aur Babu Lal ka message abhi bhi Mou ke phone mein tha… “Kal phir milte hain randi.”
Main jaanta tha ki kal kuch aur hone wala tha.
Aur main usko hone dena chahta tha.
Mou andar aayi toh uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha. Lips swollen the, aankhein thodi sharma rahi thi, lekin usme ek naya glow tha. Woh mujhe dekhti hui ruk gayi, phir dheere se muskurayi — woh wali naughty, sexy smile jo aaj kal aksar de rahi thi.
“Babu Lal chale gaye?” maine poocha, awaaz mein thodi si khushkhi thi.
Mou ne sir hilaya. Woh seedha bathroom ki taraf jaane lagi lekin darwaze ke paas ruk gayi. Peeche mud kar mujhe dekha aur apni sabse gandi, slutty awaaz mein boli,
“Ek minute… daddy ka cum abhi bhi muh mein hai. Saaf karna padega.”
Phir woh andar chali gayi.
Mera muh khula reh gaya. Paanchvi baar aaj yeh sun raha tha aur har baar dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Woh bathroom se nikli toh sirf ek chhota sa towel lapete hue thi. Baal geele the, skin abhi bhi chamak rahi thi. Woh bed pe aayi aur mere upar chadh gayi. Towel gir gaya. Woh bilkul nangi thi.
Maine usko pakad ke zor se kiss kiya. Uske muh mein abhi bhi thoda sa Babu Lal ke cum ka taste tha. Mou ne mujhe aur gehra kiss kiya, jaise jaan-bujh kar mujhe taste karwa rahi ho.
“Arnab…” usne dheere se kaha, “Aaj main thodi zyada… involve ho gayi thi.”
Main uski aankhon mein dekhta raha.
Woh sharma ke apna sar mere seene pe rakh ke boli, “Main sirf aapke liye kar rahi thi… lekin jab uska mota lund mere muh mein tha… jab woh meri gaand pe zor-zor se thappad maar raha tha… main sach mein garam ho gayi thi. Bohot garam.”
Maine uski gaand pe haath ghumaya. “Batao shona… kitna maza aaya?”
Mou ne dheere se kaha, “Bahut. Uske lund ka taste… uski moti ungliyan meri gaand pe… jab usne mujhe face fuck kiya… main soch bhi nahi paa rahi thi ki main yeh sab kar rahi hoon. Aur jab usne muh mein jhada… maine nigal liya. Poora. Kyunki… mujhe laga ki aapko pasand aayega.”
Main uske upar chadh gaya aur uske andar dheere se dhakelne laga. Mou ne aankhein band kar li aur moan karne lagi.
Tabhi maine uske kaan mein poocha, “Gate pe… woh lamba kiss kyun kiya tune usko?”
Mou ne mujhe dekha, phir sharma ke boli, “Woh… usne kaha tha ki agar main usko properly nahi kiss karungi toh woh aapko bata dega. Aur… main chahti thi ki aapko aur exciting lage jab main aapko baad mein bataun.”
Main zor se dhakka maara. Mou chillayi.
“Arre waah shona… tu ab us bewde ke liye itni careful hone lagi hai?”
Mou ne mujhe zor se pakad liya aur dheere se boli, “Arnab… usne ek baat aur kahi thi gate pe.”
Main ruk gaya. “Kya?”
Mou ne meri aankhon mein dekhte hue dheere se kaha, “Usne kaha… ki main apna muh sirf uske liye rakhu. Kisi aur ko, khaskar aapko… blowjob na doon.”
Mera lund uske andar aur sakht ho gaya. Mou ne feel kiya aur naughty smile de di.
“Tu kya boli?” maine poocha, awaaz mein gussa aur excitement dono tha.
Mou ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dheere se boli, “Maine kaha… main sochungi. Kyunki yeh already bahut galat ho raha hai.”
Main uske upar se uth kar usko doggy position mein litaya. Uski gaand mere saamne thi — abhi bhi thodi laal nishaan the thappadon ke. Maine zor se ek thappad maara.
Mou ne moan kiya, “Ahhh… aap bhi aaj itne rough ho rahe ho Arnab…”
“Bol shona… tu sach mein uske liye apna muh save kar legi?” maine uske baal pakad ke poocha.
Mou ne peeche mud kar mujhe dekha. Uski aankhon mein lust tha.
“Main nahi jaanti Arnab… lekin jab aap aise pooch rahe ho… aur aapka lund itna sakht ho raha hai… toh mujhe lagta hai ki aap chahte ho ki main haan bol doon.”
Main aur zor se dhakke marne laga. Mou chillane lagi.
“Bol na shona… tu us bewde ka personal randi ban jaayegi? Jab main office mein meeting mein baitha honga, tab tu usko ghar bula legi aur uska mota lund chusegi?”
Mou ne apni gaand peeche ki taraf dhakel di aur moan kiya, “Haan… main kar sakti hoon… agar aap chahein toh. Main usko video bhej sakti hoon… jab main uska lund muh mein le rahi hoon. Aap meeting mein dekhoge… aur kuch nahi kar paoge.”
Main pagal ho raha tha. Maine uski gaand pe aur zor se thappad maare.
Mou ne suddenly ruk ke mujhe dekha. Uski aankhein chamak rahi thi.
“Arnab… ek aur baat hai.”
Main saans rok ke ruka.
Mou ne dheere se, lekin bilkul clearly kaha, “Main soch rahi hoon… ki apni… anal virginity usko de doon.”
Mera dimag sunn ho gaya.
Mou ne dheere se aage badh ke mere kaan mein kaha, “Aap hamesha meri gaand dekh ke pagal hote ho na? Lekin main aapko kabhi nahi deti. Shayad… main usko de doon. Woh itna bada hai… main sochti hoon ki woh meri tight gaand ko kaise tod dega…”
Main control kho baitha. Maine usko zor se pakad ke dhakke marne shuru kar diye.
Mou chillayi, “Haan Arnab! Chodo mujhe! Main uski randi hoon… lekin aaj main aapki hoon! Reclaim your wife! Usne meri gaand pe apne haath ke nishaan chhode hain… ab aap apne nishaan chhodo!”
Hum dono bilkul wild ho gaye the. Mou zor-zor se bol rahi thi — kitna bada hai Babu Lal ka lund, kitna maza aata hai usko chusne mein, kitna garam karti hai uski arrogance, aur ab woh usko apni gaand bhi dena chahti hai.
Main chillaya, “Tu uski randi ban jaana chahti hai na?!”
Mou ne zor se chillaya, “Haan! Main uski dirty slut ban jaana chahti hoon! Lekin main aapko bahut pyar karti hoon Arnab! Yeh sab sirf aapke liye kar rahi hoon… lekin ab mujhe bhi maza aane laga hai uske saath!”
Hum dono ek saath jhad gaye — sabse intense orgasm humari shaadi mein. Mou ka pura body kaanp raha tha, main uske andar hi jhad gaya.
Hum dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye. Saans phool rahi thi.
Kuch der baad Mou ne dheere se kaha, “Arnab… main jo kuch bhi boli… woh sirf aapko excite karne ke liye tha. Main asal mein usko apni gaand nahi dungi. Woh bahut badi baat hai. Main sirf aapke liye itna kar rahi hoon… lekin anal… woh abhi nahi.”
Main uske baal mein haath ghuma raha tha.
Lekin andar se ek baat saaf thi — Mou ne jo kuch bhi kaha tha… usne mujhe poori tarah se pagal kar diya tha.
Aur ab main nahi chahta tha ki yeh ruk jaaye.
Mou ne mujhe dekha aur dheere se poocha, “Aap ab bhi chahte ho na ki yeh continue ho?”
Main usko zor se pakad ke kaha, “Haan. Aur main chahta hoon ki tu uske saath aur bhi aage jaaye.”
Mou ne sharma ke apna sar mere seene pe chhupa liya.
“Bas itna yaad rakhna Arnab… main hamesha aapki hi hoon. Chahe main us bewde ke lund ko kitna bhi chusu… chahe main usko kitna bhi ‘daddy’ bolun… mera dil sirf aapke paas hai.”
Main uske maathe pe kiss kiya.
Lekin dimag mein ek hi line ghum rahi thi —
Yeh ab sirf fantasy nahi raha tha.
Aur Babu Lal ka message abhi bhi Mou ke phone mein tha… “Kal phir milte hain randi.”
Main jaanta tha ki kal kuch aur hone wala tha.
Aur main usko hone dena chahta tha.