Part -77
Agle din subah ghar vich ik ajib si khamoshi si. Drug da asar poora uttar chukka si, te Roop bilkul normal ho chukki si – usdi ankh vich ohi purana confidence, ohi discipline te strictness wapas aa chukki si. Oh savere jaldi uthi, exercise kitti, fer chah banayi, par usda behaviour badal gaya si. Oh Preet da muh vekh ke vi nazar hata lendi, jiwen oh usde sahmne auna hi na chahundi hove.
Preet kitchen vich aaya taan Roop chah da cup hath vich fad ke window de kol khadi si, bahar vekh rahi si. Usne night suit badal ke simple salwar kameez paya hoya si, baal poori tarah banhe hoye. Preet ne muskurake "Good morning, didi" keha, par Roop ne sirf halke jehe sir hilaya, muh te ik vi shabad nahi. Usde chehre te sharmindagi te ik gehra pachhtawa saaf nazar aa reha si.
Preet nu sabh kuchh samajh aa gaya. Kal jo kuchh vi hoya – 69 position vich ik dusre nu maza dena, usde lann nu muh vich laina, usdi kunwari fuddi nu jeebh naal chusna – eh sabh Roop layi ik supne wang si, par hun jad oh normal si, taan eh yaad usnu andar ton kha rehi si. Oh zindagi bhar strict rahi si – virginity nu apni sabh ton vaddi takat samjhi si, kade kise munde de gal vi nahi laggi, te hun apne chhote veer naal eh sabh? Oh soch-soch ke paagal ho rahi si.
Preet paani da glass le ke usde kol khada ho gaya. "Didi, chah de de na," oh normal ban ke bolya, par Roop ne cup table te rakh ditta te oh pichhe mud gayi, jiwen usde kol auna vi gunah hove. Usdi akh vich pani aa gaya, par oh royi nahi – bas nazar niche kar lyi.
Preet ne hauli jehe keha, "Didi, jo hoya so hoya. Eh teri galti nahi si. Us drink vich kuchh si, mainu sabh pata ae. Main tere te kade zor nahi paaya, te jo kuchh vi hoya, oh sirf teri rahat layi hoya."
Roop ne pehli vaar muh khol ya, par awaaz kamp rehi si. "Preet... main... main eh sabh ki kar baithi? Main tainu har vaar rules diyan galan kardi rehndi aan, khud nu itna control vich rakhdi aan, te hun... hun main apne veer naal..." Oh gall poori nahi kar payi. Usde hath kamb rahe si. "Main apne aap nu muh vekhan layak nahi rahi. Tu mera chhota veer ae... eh sabh galat hoya, bilkul galat."
Preet ne usde modhe te hath rakhna chahya, par Roop peechhe hat gayi. "Chhu vi na mainu," oh boli, awaaz vich gussa te sharm dowe c. "Main kade sochya vi nahi si ke main eh sabh kar sakdi haan. Te tu... tu vi ruk sakda si."
Preet ne sah bharya. "Didi, main rukya vi si. Main tere naal poora sex nahi kitta, kyunki main jaanda si tu eh nahi chahungi. Jo kuchh hoya, oh sirf teri hawas nu shant karan layi hoya. Te mainu koi pachhtawa nahi, kyunki main tenu pyar karda haan – veer wala vi, te hor vi."
Roop di akh ch hairani c. Usne Preet nu pehli vaar sidha vekhya, "Hor vi? Eh tu ki keh reha ae?" Par fer oh khud nu sambhaliya. "Nahi, eh gallan hun band kar. Eh sabh ik galti si, te eh galti dubara kade vi nahi honi chahidi. Asin eh sabh bhul jawange, jiwen kuchh hoya hi na hove."
Par Preet nu pata si ke eh sabh bhulna aina asaan nahi si. Roop ne chah da cup chhakeya te bahar nikal gayi, par usdi chal vich vi ik kampan si. Ohne apne kamre vich ja ke darwaja band kar liya te shayad pehli vaar apne niyaman te sawal kita hove – ke ki eh discipline sach vich usdi khushi si, ya sirf ik bojh?
Preet kitchen vich ikalla khada reh gaya, dil vich ik ajib jeha dukh te ik nawi umeed. Eh rishta hun badal chukka si – te agge ki hona si, eh dowa nu hi pata nahi si.
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Raat nu ghar vich poori khamoshi si. Sabh so gaye si, sirf Roop apne kamre vich bed te karwatan badal rahi si. Neend kithon auni si? Jiven hi oh akh band kardi, usde dimag ch ohi scene aa janda – kal raat da 69 wala. Preet da mota, garam lann usde muh vich, usdi jeebh usdi kunwari fuddi nu chusdi hoyi, usda pani Preet de muh te, te Preet da maal usde muh vich. Oh yaad karke hi usda sharir garam ho janda.
Asal vich taan Roop nu eh vi pata si ke usda dil os wele kuchh hor hi chahunda si. Oh Preet de lann nu sirf muh vich nahi, apni fuddi vich laina chahundi si – poora andar, gehrai tak, taaki usdi kunwari fuddi di seal tutt jave te oh poori aurat ban jave. Drug da nasha si, par dil di gehrai ch oh eh gal mann rahi si ke Preet da lann hi us layi perfect si.
Roop ne pehlan kade vi kise munde da lann poora nahi si dekhya. Sirf ik-do vaar accidently – ik vaar school trip te ik munde nu peshab karde dekhya si, te ik vaar college vich changing room de bahar ik glimpse mili si. Par unhan sab nu yaad karke vi Roop nu Preet da lann sabh ton vadhiya lagya si. Sabh ton vadda – mota, lamba, sakht te perfectly shaped. Usda topa pink si, nadiyan ubhriyan hoyiyan, te jadon oh khada hoya si, taan jiwen ik powerful hathiyar. Roop nu lagda si ke eh lann hi usdi fuddi layi banaeya gaya si – poori tarah fit, poori tarah satisfy karan wala.
Oh bed te leti-leti soch rahi si, te usda hath apne aap usdi nighty de thalle sark gaya. Usne bra te panty vi nahi pehni hoyi si – saver ton hi shayad dil vich ik ajib si bechahni si. Usde hath usdi fuddi te pahunch gaye. Oh gilli ho chukki si – sirf yaad karke hi. Usne pehlan clit nu halke-halke ragdya, fer ik ungli andar pa ditti. "Ahh... Preet..." usde muh chon apne aap nikal gaya.
Oh akh band kar ke kal raat wali ghatna nu yaad kar rahi si – Preet da lann usde bullhan te, usdi jeebh usdi fuddi nu fadti hoyi. Par hun oh imagine kar rahi si ke Preet usde uppar ae, usda mota lann usdi fuddi de muh te ragad reha ae, te fir ik zor da dhakka – poora andar. Oh ungli nu tez-tez andar-bahar karan laggi, dusri ungli clit te. Usde sah tez ho gaye, usda sirr pichhe nu jhuk gaya.
"Veere... andar pa de... meri fuddi nu fad de..." oh hauli jehe-hauli fusfusayi, jiwen Preet sun reha hove. Usde dimag ch Preet da ohi vadda lann si – sabh ton pyara, sabh ton perfect. Oh soch rahi si ke agar oh andar jaanda, taan kinna maza aunda, kinni khushi mehsoos hundi. Usdiyan ungliyan tez ho gayiyan, te ik dum usda sharir kamb gaya – oh jhad gayi. Fuddi ton pani nikalya, bed sheet gilli ho gayi, te usdi siski kamre vich gunji, par kise nu sunai nahi ditti.
Jadon sah normal hoya, taan Roop ne akhan kholliyan. Usde chehre te sharm te ik ajib jehi satisfaction si. Oh jaandi si ke eh galti ae – apne veer nu es tarah imagine karna, usde lann nu yaad karke fingering karna. Par dil nu ki pata? Oh uth ke bathroom gayi, muh dhoya, te shishe vich apne aap nu vekhya. "Roop, tu ki kar rahi ae?" usne apne aap nu tokya.
Par andar ton ik awaaz aayi – "Preet da lann sachi ikdam perfect si... te oh tenu chahunda ae."
Raat hor vi gehri ho gayi, par Roop di bechaini hor vi vadh gayi si. Eh sirf shuruaat si – hun agge ki hona si, eh taan oh vi nahi jaandi si.
