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Dopahar ke theek dhaai baje the.
Poori gali mein aisi khamoshi chhayi thi jaise dhoop ne sabki jaan kheench li ho. Master sahab subah theek aath baje school ke liye nikal chuke the—unka wahi fika, naapa-tula andaaz, bina namak ka nashta, dhoop mein sukhe boring kurte aur haath mein wahi puraana leather ka bag. Unke jaane ke baad yeh chaar deewari jaise mujhe zinda nigalne daudti thi.
Main geele kapdon ki balti uthakar chhat ki lohe wali seedhiyan chadhne lagi. Cement ke garm farsh par mere nange pair halkay chhanak rahe the. Kameez paseene se meri peeth aur kamar ke sath buri tarah chipak chuki thi, aur dupatta gale mein phande ki tarah pada tha.
Chhat par aate hi loo ka ek teekha thappad mere chehre par laga. Main taar ki taraf badhi aur Master sahab ka pehla kurta phaila hi rahi thi ki achanak mere kaano mein ajeeb si aawazein padin.
Pehle laga koi billi ya kabootar hai. Lekin agle hi second aawaz saaf ho gayi—bhaari, haanfti hui saansein, kapdon ki be-sabri ragad, aur geeli, chip-chip karti hui aawazein.
Mera haath taar par hi thehar gaya.
Chhat ke aakhri kone mein do unchi deewaron ke beech Sintex ki kaali badi tanki rakhi thi. Saara tamasha theek usi tanki ke peeche chal raha tha.
Mera dil achanak gale tak uchhal kar dhadakne laga. Dabe paanv, bina saans liye, main cement ke garm farsh par aage badhi. Sintex tanki ki tap-ti hui kaali body par apna haath tika kar maine dheere se aage sar jhukaya.
Aur jo nazara meri aankhon ke samne aaya, usne mere gale ki saari hawa chheen li. Mera dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Wahan Shanti Aunty khadi thin.
Wahi 42 saal ki Shanti Aunty jinki sharafat ki misaal poori gali deti thi, jinke pati colony ke sabse sidhe accountant the, aur jo baaki auraton ke aage hamesha sanskaar aur sharafat ka dhol peet-ti thin. Lekin is waqt unki peeli chanderi sadi kamar tak khinchi hui thi, petticoat ulti taraf latak raha tha. Blouse ke saare hook tute the aur unke bhari, dhalte hue bade sthan hawa mein jhul rahe the.
Unke peeche wahi gali ka chhapri launda tha—21-22 saal ka, baalon mein sunhera rang, gale mein moti chain. Uski jeans ghutnon tak giri hui thi aur uska lund ek kaale, sakht lohe ke pipe ki tarah seedha khada tha.
Us laundey ke chehre par reham ka ek qatra tak nahi tha. Usne ek jhatke mein Shanti Aunty ke baalon ko piche se mutthi mein jakda aur unka sir aage jhatak kar unka maatha tanki ke kaale plastic se sata diya.
"Randi ki bachhi... bada tadap rahi thi subah se?" laundey ne daant pees kar teekhi gaali baki.
"Aaaahhh... haan re... aaram se na..." Shanti Aunty ke muh se aisi besharam aah nikli jaise woh isi zillat ke liye tadap rahi hon.
Laundey ne bina kisi thook ya sahare ke apna mota, phula hua lund seedha Shanti Aunty ki gori, moti jaanghon ke beech wali geeli choot mein poori taqat se pel diya.
"Hhhhaaaaahhhh! Mar gayi... aaah!" Shanti Aunty ki cheekh nikal gayi, unke dono hath tanki ki deewar par fisle.
Uske baad jo shuru hua, woh koi aam milan nahi tha—woh ek kachhi, jaanwar jaisi be-reham chudaai thi.
*Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!*
Har jhatke ke sath Shanti Aunty ki bhari gaand par laundey ke pet aur jaanghon ka zordar thappad lagta. Launda poori taqat se unhe thonk raha tha. Uske jhatke itne beraham the ki Aunty ke nange stan tanki ke sath buri tarah ragad rahe the, paseena unke maathe se behkar naak par aa raha tha.
*Chhatak!* Laundey ne ek zordar thappad Aunty ke nange chuttad par mara.
"Saali chinal! Duniya ke aage shareef banti hai aur yahan mere aage poori gaand phelakar khadi hai... bol na kiska lauda le rahi hai?" laundey ne unke baalon ko peeche kheench kar unki gardan mod di.
"Aaahh... tera hi hai re... aur zor se pel... poora andar tak ghused... chhodna mat... aaahhh!" Shanti Aunty bina kisi sharm ke bilbila rahi thin, unki laar unke hothon se nikal kar nange seene par tapak rahi thi.
*Thap! Thap! Thap! Ghap!*
Chhat ki tapti dhoop mein dono ke jism se garm paseena aur kachhi vasna ki aisi badboo nikal rahi thi jo mere naak tak pahunch rahi thi.
Mera gale ka thook sookh kar kanta ban chuka tha. Main tanki ke peeche dabi hui aisi khadi thi jaise pairon mein kisi ne keelein thok di hon. Palkein jhapkaye bina main is ghinauni aur aag lagane wali peltaai ko dekh rahi thi. Master sahab ne 10 saalon mein mujhe kabhi is tarah ungli tak nahi lagayi thi—unka do-minute ka thanda, be-jaan bistar aur is laundey ka janwar jaisa nasha... farq ne meri ragon mein bijli dauda di.
Mera poora jism aag ka gola ban gaya. Meri dono jaanghon ke beech achanak ek aisi teekhi, geeli aanch phooti ki meri cotton salwar andar se buri tarah chipak gayi. Kameez ke andar mere dono nipples sakht hokar dukhne lage the.
Achanak laundey ne ek aakhri zordar jhatka mara aur apna lund jhatke se Aunty ki choot se bahar kheencha. Ek geeli *phut* ki aawaz aayi.
"Ghutnon par baith saali!" laundey ne gurra kar hukum diya.
Shanti Aunty bina ek second gawaye cement ke tapti farsh par ghutnon ke bal baith gayin. Unka chehra upar utha hua tha, aankhein nashi-li aur bhookhi thin.
"Muh khol poora... aaj poora chehra rangunga tera," laundey ne apne lund ko tezi se mutthi mein ragadte hue unke chehre ke samne kiya.
Laundey ka badan achanak ek jhatke ke sath kassa. Uske muh se ek gandi gaali nikli aur agle hi pal uske moti laal topi se safed, gaadhi mani ki pichkariyan chhoot padin.
*Pichk! Pichk!*
Garam, gaadha safed virya Shanti Aunty ke maathe, unke baayein gaal aur aadhi khuli aankh par phailta chala gaya. Ek moti boond unke geele hothon par giri jise Shanti Aunty ne aadhi zabaan nikal kar besharmi se chaat liya.
"Dekh aunty... tere maathe par apne maal ka sindoor bhar diya... ab bol kaun hai tera asli mard?" launda haanfte hue besharmi se hasa.
"Harami... tu hi mera asli mard hai..." Shanti Aunty ne chehre par virya lapete, behaya hansi ke sath fufkaara.
Yeh dekh kar mere rongte khade ho gaye. Mere pet mein aisi ajeeb mithaas bhari ainthann uthi ki meri taangein thar-thar kaanpne lagin. Ek 42 saal ki shareef khandan ki aurat is hadd tak gandi aur laachaar ho sakti hai, maine sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha.
Launda haanfta hua piche hata aur apni jeans upar kheenchne laga. Shanti Aunty wahi farsh par baithi, chehre par virya lapete, gehri saansein le rahi thin.
Mera dum ghutne laga. Agar unhone mujhe dekh liya toh poora bawaal mach jayega.
Main dabe pair piche hati. Taangon mein itni jaan nahi bachi thi ki theek se kadam utha sakoon. Kisi tarah ladkhadaate hue main seedhiyon se neeche utri, kamre ke andar ghusi aur aage badhkar lohe ki kundi chada di.
Kamre ke andhere mein aakar meri saans phool rahi thi. Dil chhati par hathode ki tarah chot kar raha tha.
Main aaine ke samne jakar thehar gayi.
Aaine mein 36 saal ki Nazia thi—wahi Master sahab ki shareef biwi. Lekin mere chehre par paseene ki dharayein thin, aankhon mein ek gandi, bhookhi aag dehak rahi thi, aur meri salwar dono taangon ke beech geelapan se poori tarah chipak kar thandi ho rahi thi.
Chaar deewari ke andar jo aag saalon se band thi, aaj us khule aasmaan ke neeche pehli baar bhadak chuki thi.
Poori gali mein aisi khamoshi chhayi thi jaise dhoop ne sabki jaan kheench li ho. Master sahab subah theek aath baje school ke liye nikal chuke the—unka wahi fika, naapa-tula andaaz, bina namak ka nashta, dhoop mein sukhe boring kurte aur haath mein wahi puraana leather ka bag. Unke jaane ke baad yeh chaar deewari jaise mujhe zinda nigalne daudti thi.
Main geele kapdon ki balti uthakar chhat ki lohe wali seedhiyan chadhne lagi. Cement ke garm farsh par mere nange pair halkay chhanak rahe the. Kameez paseene se meri peeth aur kamar ke sath buri tarah chipak chuki thi, aur dupatta gale mein phande ki tarah pada tha.
Chhat par aate hi loo ka ek teekha thappad mere chehre par laga. Main taar ki taraf badhi aur Master sahab ka pehla kurta phaila hi rahi thi ki achanak mere kaano mein ajeeb si aawazein padin.
Pehle laga koi billi ya kabootar hai. Lekin agle hi second aawaz saaf ho gayi—bhaari, haanfti hui saansein, kapdon ki be-sabri ragad, aur geeli, chip-chip karti hui aawazein.
Mera haath taar par hi thehar gaya.
Chhat ke aakhri kone mein do unchi deewaron ke beech Sintex ki kaali badi tanki rakhi thi. Saara tamasha theek usi tanki ke peeche chal raha tha.
Mera dil achanak gale tak uchhal kar dhadakne laga. Dabe paanv, bina saans liye, main cement ke garm farsh par aage badhi. Sintex tanki ki tap-ti hui kaali body par apna haath tika kar maine dheere se aage sar jhukaya.
Aur jo nazara meri aankhon ke samne aaya, usne mere gale ki saari hawa chheen li. Mera dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Wahan Shanti Aunty khadi thin.
Wahi 42 saal ki Shanti Aunty jinki sharafat ki misaal poori gali deti thi, jinke pati colony ke sabse sidhe accountant the, aur jo baaki auraton ke aage hamesha sanskaar aur sharafat ka dhol peet-ti thin. Lekin is waqt unki peeli chanderi sadi kamar tak khinchi hui thi, petticoat ulti taraf latak raha tha. Blouse ke saare hook tute the aur unke bhari, dhalte hue bade sthan hawa mein jhul rahe the.
Unke peeche wahi gali ka chhapri launda tha—21-22 saal ka, baalon mein sunhera rang, gale mein moti chain. Uski jeans ghutnon tak giri hui thi aur uska lund ek kaale, sakht lohe ke pipe ki tarah seedha khada tha.
Us laundey ke chehre par reham ka ek qatra tak nahi tha. Usne ek jhatke mein Shanti Aunty ke baalon ko piche se mutthi mein jakda aur unka sir aage jhatak kar unka maatha tanki ke kaale plastic se sata diya.
"Randi ki bachhi... bada tadap rahi thi subah se?" laundey ne daant pees kar teekhi gaali baki.
"Aaaahhh... haan re... aaram se na..." Shanti Aunty ke muh se aisi besharam aah nikli jaise woh isi zillat ke liye tadap rahi hon.
Laundey ne bina kisi thook ya sahare ke apna mota, phula hua lund seedha Shanti Aunty ki gori, moti jaanghon ke beech wali geeli choot mein poori taqat se pel diya.
"Hhhhaaaaahhhh! Mar gayi... aaah!" Shanti Aunty ki cheekh nikal gayi, unke dono hath tanki ki deewar par fisle.
Uske baad jo shuru hua, woh koi aam milan nahi tha—woh ek kachhi, jaanwar jaisi be-reham chudaai thi.
*Thap! Thap! Thap! Thap!*
Har jhatke ke sath Shanti Aunty ki bhari gaand par laundey ke pet aur jaanghon ka zordar thappad lagta. Launda poori taqat se unhe thonk raha tha. Uske jhatke itne beraham the ki Aunty ke nange stan tanki ke sath buri tarah ragad rahe the, paseena unke maathe se behkar naak par aa raha tha.
*Chhatak!* Laundey ne ek zordar thappad Aunty ke nange chuttad par mara.
"Saali chinal! Duniya ke aage shareef banti hai aur yahan mere aage poori gaand phelakar khadi hai... bol na kiska lauda le rahi hai?" laundey ne unke baalon ko peeche kheench kar unki gardan mod di.
"Aaahh... tera hi hai re... aur zor se pel... poora andar tak ghused... chhodna mat... aaahhh!" Shanti Aunty bina kisi sharm ke bilbila rahi thin, unki laar unke hothon se nikal kar nange seene par tapak rahi thi.
*Thap! Thap! Thap! Ghap!*
Chhat ki tapti dhoop mein dono ke jism se garm paseena aur kachhi vasna ki aisi badboo nikal rahi thi jo mere naak tak pahunch rahi thi.
Mera gale ka thook sookh kar kanta ban chuka tha. Main tanki ke peeche dabi hui aisi khadi thi jaise pairon mein kisi ne keelein thok di hon. Palkein jhapkaye bina main is ghinauni aur aag lagane wali peltaai ko dekh rahi thi. Master sahab ne 10 saalon mein mujhe kabhi is tarah ungli tak nahi lagayi thi—unka do-minute ka thanda, be-jaan bistar aur is laundey ka janwar jaisa nasha... farq ne meri ragon mein bijli dauda di.
Mera poora jism aag ka gola ban gaya. Meri dono jaanghon ke beech achanak ek aisi teekhi, geeli aanch phooti ki meri cotton salwar andar se buri tarah chipak gayi. Kameez ke andar mere dono nipples sakht hokar dukhne lage the.
Achanak laundey ne ek aakhri zordar jhatka mara aur apna lund jhatke se Aunty ki choot se bahar kheencha. Ek geeli *phut* ki aawaz aayi.
"Ghutnon par baith saali!" laundey ne gurra kar hukum diya.
Shanti Aunty bina ek second gawaye cement ke tapti farsh par ghutnon ke bal baith gayin. Unka chehra upar utha hua tha, aankhein nashi-li aur bhookhi thin.
"Muh khol poora... aaj poora chehra rangunga tera," laundey ne apne lund ko tezi se mutthi mein ragadte hue unke chehre ke samne kiya.
Laundey ka badan achanak ek jhatke ke sath kassa. Uske muh se ek gandi gaali nikli aur agle hi pal uske moti laal topi se safed, gaadhi mani ki pichkariyan chhoot padin.
*Pichk! Pichk!*
Garam, gaadha safed virya Shanti Aunty ke maathe, unke baayein gaal aur aadhi khuli aankh par phailta chala gaya. Ek moti boond unke geele hothon par giri jise Shanti Aunty ne aadhi zabaan nikal kar besharmi se chaat liya.
"Dekh aunty... tere maathe par apne maal ka sindoor bhar diya... ab bol kaun hai tera asli mard?" launda haanfte hue besharmi se hasa.
"Harami... tu hi mera asli mard hai..." Shanti Aunty ne chehre par virya lapete, behaya hansi ke sath fufkaara.
Yeh dekh kar mere rongte khade ho gaye. Mere pet mein aisi ajeeb mithaas bhari ainthann uthi ki meri taangein thar-thar kaanpne lagin. Ek 42 saal ki shareef khandan ki aurat is hadd tak gandi aur laachaar ho sakti hai, maine sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha.
Launda haanfta hua piche hata aur apni jeans upar kheenchne laga. Shanti Aunty wahi farsh par baithi, chehre par virya lapete, gehri saansein le rahi thin.
Mera dum ghutne laga. Agar unhone mujhe dekh liya toh poora bawaal mach jayega.
Main dabe pair piche hati. Taangon mein itni jaan nahi bachi thi ki theek se kadam utha sakoon. Kisi tarah ladkhadaate hue main seedhiyon se neeche utri, kamre ke andar ghusi aur aage badhkar lohe ki kundi chada di.
Kamre ke andhere mein aakar meri saans phool rahi thi. Dil chhati par hathode ki tarah chot kar raha tha.
Main aaine ke samne jakar thehar gayi.
Aaine mein 36 saal ki Nazia thi—wahi Master sahab ki shareef biwi. Lekin mere chehre par paseene ki dharayein thin, aankhon mein ek gandi, bhookhi aag dehak rahi thi, aur meri salwar dono taangon ke beech geelapan se poori tarah chipak kar thandi ho rahi thi.
Chaar deewari ke andar jo aag saalon se band thi, aaj us khule aasmaan ke neeche pehli baar bhadak chuki thi.
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Darwaza andar se band karke maine peeth lohe ki kundi se sata di.
Mera dil kisi pagal ghode ki tarah daud raha tha, aur gale mein jaise registan ki dhoop bhar gayi thi. Kamre ki khidki ke parde gire hue the, par bheetar aisi garm ghutan thi jaise hawa mein bhi aag lagi ho.
Mere kaan abhi bhi wahi *thap-thap* ki teekhi aawazein sun rahe the. Aankhein band karti toh wahi nazara khada ho jata—tanki ke plastic par bikhre baal, Shanti Aunty ke dhalte hue sthan, aur us laundey ka beraham, pathar jaisa lund jo bina kisi reham ke unki gori jaanghon ke beech ghus raha tha.
Mera poora badan kaanp raha tha.
Maine kameez ke daaman ko mutthi mein jakad kar upar kheencha. Salwar ka naada itna geela aur dheet ho chuka tha ki kholte waqt meri ungliyan fisal rahi thin. Jaise hi maine salwar neeche sarkayi, dono jaanghon ke beech ki garm, laslasi nami hawa ke sampark mein aakar ek ajeeb si sarsarahat chhod gayi.
Meri panty poori tarah bheeg chuki thi—chipchipi, garm aur choot ki kachhi mehak se bhari hui.
Bina bistar ki chadar seedhi kiye, main seedhe gadde par gir padi. Dono taangein faad kar maine apni kaanpti hui ungliyan seedhi apni choot ke geelapan par tika di.
"Aaahh..." mere hothon se ek dam-ghuti siski nikli.
Ungliyon ke pehle hi chhuey ne mere nichle hisse mein aag laga di. Choot ka dana itna phula aur tana hua tha ki touch karte hi meri kamar hawa mein uth gayi. Maine do ungliyan andar dhasayi—andar ka hissa itna garam aur chikna tha jaise ubalta hua tel ho.
Dimaag mein ek ke baad ek chhaviyan toot rahi thin:
*Laundey ka Shanti Aunty ke chuttad par zordar thappad marna...*
*Uski wo gandi aawaz—"ab bol kaun hai tera asli mard?"*
*Aur wo gaadha, safed virya jo pichkari ban kar Shanti Aunty ke chehre aur hothon par phailta chala gaya tha...*
"Hhhaaa... hnnn..." maine apni ungliyon ki raftaar badha di.
Do ungliyan andar-bahar ho rahi thin aur angutha dane ko buri tarah masal raha tha. Mera saans lena mushkil ho gaya. Chhati ke dono nipples lohe ke kanton ki tarah tan-tanate hue dard kar rahe the. Das saal ke shareef, be-swaad nikaah mein maine kabhi aisi aag nahi jheli thi. Master sahab ka do minute ka thanda hisaab-kitaab is janwar jaisi bhookh ke aage mitti tha.
Achanak meri kamar ne ek tez jhatka khaya. Choot ke andar ke masalon ne meri ungliyon ko jakad liya aur ek teekha, behosh kar dene wala dard-o-sukoon mere pet ke nichle hisse se phoot pada.
"Aaaahhh... haaannn!"
Mera poora badan gadde par ainth gaya. Choot se geela paani chhoot-chhoot kar meri ungliyon aur jaanghon par behne laga. Main haanfti hui, aadhi behoshi mein chhat ke pankhe ko ghoorti rahi jo sadiyon puraani aawaz ke sath ghoom raha tha.
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Shaam ke theek saade paanch baje gali mein Master sahab ke scooter ki wahi purani, khadkhadati aawaz aayi.
Main pehle hi naha kar ek sooti salwar-kameez pehan chuki thi. Baal bandhe the, chehra dhula tha, par meri aankhon ke neeche ek aisi thakan aur be-chaini thi jo chhipaye nahi chhip rahi thi.
Darwaza khula. Master sahab andar dakhil hue. Wahi fika chehra, chashme ke peeche thaki hui be-rang aankhein, aur hath mein registeron se bhara purana bag.
"Nazia, zara adrak wali chai bana do... school mein aaj headmaster ne dimaag chaat liya," unhone bina meri taraf dekhe apna bag mez par patka aur sofe par dher ho gaye.
Main chupchaap kitchen mein aa gayi.
Gas jalate waqt maine kitchen ki deewar par lage aaine mein Master sahab ko dekha. Woh apne joote utaar rahe the—jhuki hui kamar, dhalte hue kandhe, aur be-jaan haath. Das saal se yeh aadmi har raat bina kisi shauq, bina kisi aanch ke mere upar leta tha aur bina koi aawaz kiye do minute mein so jata tha.
Aaj pehli baar mujhe us shareef, boring aadmi ko dekh kar ghin aur be-basi ka ajeeb sa ehsaas hua. Mera man kiya unke chehre par cheekh kar boloon ki do chhat door kya tufan macha hua tha.
Main chai ka cup lekar unke aage rakhne lagi toh unka sookha, thanda haath mere haath se takraya. Mere badan mein koi jhanjhanaahat nahi hui—sirf ek thandi, be-swaad khamoshi.
"Chai mein cheeni theek hai na?" maine aawaz ko sambhalte hue poocha.
"Hmm... theek hai," unhone bina sar uthaye ghunt bhara.
Tabhi bahar ke darwaze par dastak hui.
"Nazia... arey Nazia!"
Aawaz sunte hi mere gale mein jaise faas atak gayi. Dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya.
Main dabe kadmon se darwaze ki taraf badhi aur kundi kholi.
Samne Shanti Aunty khadi thin.
Unke badan par ek safed-neeli, bilkul saaf aur istri ki hui soti sadi thi. Pallu saliqe se kandhe par pin kiya hua tha. Chehre par haldi-chandan wali cream ki mehak thi, aur maathe par bilkul taazi chamak. Hothon par wahi meethi, shareef padosan wali muskurahat thi.
"Arey Nazia, thodi si cheeni milegi kya? Mehmaan aa gaye hain achanak aur dabba bilkul khali nikla," unhone steel ki katori meri taraf badhate hue nihayat sharafat se kaha.
Mera dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Meri aankhein unki katori par nahi, seedhi unke maathe aur unke geele hothon par jam gayi thin. Wahi maatha jahan do ghante pehle safed, gaadha virya beh raha tha. Wahi hoth jinhone laundey ke maal ko aadhi zabaan nikal kar chaata tha.
Aur is waqt... woh aisi bholi aur shareef ban kar khadi thin jaise unhone zindagi mein hawa ko bhi bina ijazat na chhua ho.
"Nazia? Kahan kho gayi?" Shanti Aunty ne halka sa sar hilaya, unki aankhein meri aankhon mein gadh gayin.
"J-ji Aunty... abhi laati hoon," mere kaanpte hue hothon se ba-mushkil aawaz nikli.
Unki aankhon ke ek kone mein... sirf ek pal ke liye... aisi teekhi, shaitani chamak chamki jaise woh meri aadhi khuli saanson ko ghoont-ghoont peena chahti hon.
Mera dil kisi pagal ghode ki tarah daud raha tha, aur gale mein jaise registan ki dhoop bhar gayi thi. Kamre ki khidki ke parde gire hue the, par bheetar aisi garm ghutan thi jaise hawa mein bhi aag lagi ho.
Mere kaan abhi bhi wahi *thap-thap* ki teekhi aawazein sun rahe the. Aankhein band karti toh wahi nazara khada ho jata—tanki ke plastic par bikhre baal, Shanti Aunty ke dhalte hue sthan, aur us laundey ka beraham, pathar jaisa lund jo bina kisi reham ke unki gori jaanghon ke beech ghus raha tha.
Mera poora badan kaanp raha tha.
Maine kameez ke daaman ko mutthi mein jakad kar upar kheencha. Salwar ka naada itna geela aur dheet ho chuka tha ki kholte waqt meri ungliyan fisal rahi thin. Jaise hi maine salwar neeche sarkayi, dono jaanghon ke beech ki garm, laslasi nami hawa ke sampark mein aakar ek ajeeb si sarsarahat chhod gayi.
Meri panty poori tarah bheeg chuki thi—chipchipi, garm aur choot ki kachhi mehak se bhari hui.
Bina bistar ki chadar seedhi kiye, main seedhe gadde par gir padi. Dono taangein faad kar maine apni kaanpti hui ungliyan seedhi apni choot ke geelapan par tika di.
"Aaahh..." mere hothon se ek dam-ghuti siski nikli.
Ungliyon ke pehle hi chhuey ne mere nichle hisse mein aag laga di. Choot ka dana itna phula aur tana hua tha ki touch karte hi meri kamar hawa mein uth gayi. Maine do ungliyan andar dhasayi—andar ka hissa itna garam aur chikna tha jaise ubalta hua tel ho.
Dimaag mein ek ke baad ek chhaviyan toot rahi thin:
*Laundey ka Shanti Aunty ke chuttad par zordar thappad marna...*
*Uski wo gandi aawaz—"ab bol kaun hai tera asli mard?"*
*Aur wo gaadha, safed virya jo pichkari ban kar Shanti Aunty ke chehre aur hothon par phailta chala gaya tha...*
"Hhhaaa... hnnn..." maine apni ungliyon ki raftaar badha di.
Do ungliyan andar-bahar ho rahi thin aur angutha dane ko buri tarah masal raha tha. Mera saans lena mushkil ho gaya. Chhati ke dono nipples lohe ke kanton ki tarah tan-tanate hue dard kar rahe the. Das saal ke shareef, be-swaad nikaah mein maine kabhi aisi aag nahi jheli thi. Master sahab ka do minute ka thanda hisaab-kitaab is janwar jaisi bhookh ke aage mitti tha.
Achanak meri kamar ne ek tez jhatka khaya. Choot ke andar ke masalon ne meri ungliyon ko jakad liya aur ek teekha, behosh kar dene wala dard-o-sukoon mere pet ke nichle hisse se phoot pada.
"Aaaahhh... haaannn!"
Mera poora badan gadde par ainth gaya. Choot se geela paani chhoot-chhoot kar meri ungliyon aur jaanghon par behne laga. Main haanfti hui, aadhi behoshi mein chhat ke pankhe ko ghoorti rahi jo sadiyon puraani aawaz ke sath ghoom raha tha.
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Shaam ke theek saade paanch baje gali mein Master sahab ke scooter ki wahi purani, khadkhadati aawaz aayi.
Main pehle hi naha kar ek sooti salwar-kameez pehan chuki thi. Baal bandhe the, chehra dhula tha, par meri aankhon ke neeche ek aisi thakan aur be-chaini thi jo chhipaye nahi chhip rahi thi.
Darwaza khula. Master sahab andar dakhil hue. Wahi fika chehra, chashme ke peeche thaki hui be-rang aankhein, aur hath mein registeron se bhara purana bag.
"Nazia, zara adrak wali chai bana do... school mein aaj headmaster ne dimaag chaat liya," unhone bina meri taraf dekhe apna bag mez par patka aur sofe par dher ho gaye.
Main chupchaap kitchen mein aa gayi.
Gas jalate waqt maine kitchen ki deewar par lage aaine mein Master sahab ko dekha. Woh apne joote utaar rahe the—jhuki hui kamar, dhalte hue kandhe, aur be-jaan haath. Das saal se yeh aadmi har raat bina kisi shauq, bina kisi aanch ke mere upar leta tha aur bina koi aawaz kiye do minute mein so jata tha.
Aaj pehli baar mujhe us shareef, boring aadmi ko dekh kar ghin aur be-basi ka ajeeb sa ehsaas hua. Mera man kiya unke chehre par cheekh kar boloon ki do chhat door kya tufan macha hua tha.
Main chai ka cup lekar unke aage rakhne lagi toh unka sookha, thanda haath mere haath se takraya. Mere badan mein koi jhanjhanaahat nahi hui—sirf ek thandi, be-swaad khamoshi.
"Chai mein cheeni theek hai na?" maine aawaz ko sambhalte hue poocha.
"Hmm... theek hai," unhone bina sar uthaye ghunt bhara.
Tabhi bahar ke darwaze par dastak hui.
"Nazia... arey Nazia!"
Aawaz sunte hi mere gale mein jaise faas atak gayi. Dil ek second ke liye ruk gaya.
Main dabe kadmon se darwaze ki taraf badhi aur kundi kholi.
Samne Shanti Aunty khadi thin.
Unke badan par ek safed-neeli, bilkul saaf aur istri ki hui soti sadi thi. Pallu saliqe se kandhe par pin kiya hua tha. Chehre par haldi-chandan wali cream ki mehak thi, aur maathe par bilkul taazi chamak. Hothon par wahi meethi, shareef padosan wali muskurahat thi.
"Arey Nazia, thodi si cheeni milegi kya? Mehmaan aa gaye hain achanak aur dabba bilkul khali nikla," unhone steel ki katori meri taraf badhate hue nihayat sharafat se kaha.
Mera dimaag sunn pad gaya.
Meri aankhein unki katori par nahi, seedhi unke maathe aur unke geele hothon par jam gayi thin. Wahi maatha jahan do ghante pehle safed, gaadha virya beh raha tha. Wahi hoth jinhone laundey ke maal ko aadhi zabaan nikal kar chaata tha.
Aur is waqt... woh aisi bholi aur shareef ban kar khadi thin jaise unhone zindagi mein hawa ko bhi bina ijazat na chhua ho.
"Nazia? Kahan kho gayi?" Shanti Aunty ne halka sa sar hilaya, unki aankhein meri aankhon mein gadh gayin.
"J-ji Aunty... abhi laati hoon," mere kaanpte hue hothon se ba-mushkil aawaz nikli.
Unki aankhon ke ek kone mein... sirf ek pal ke liye... aisi teekhi, shaitani chamak chamki jaise woh meri aadhi khuli saanson ko ghoont-ghoont peena chahti hon.
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Main kaanpte haathon se steel ki katori lekar kitchen ki taraf bhaagi.
Mera dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha jaise abhi pasliyan tod kar bahar gir padega. Cheeni ka dabba nikaalte waqt mere haath thar-thar kaanp rahe the, chammach steel ke dabbe se takra kar jhanjhana utha.
Tabhi mere theek peeche choodiyon ki halki si khanak hui.
Main palat gayi. Shanti Aunty kitchen ki sankri chaukhat par aakar khadi ho chuki thin. Unki peeth drawing room ki taraf thi jahan Master sahab chai ki chuskiyan le rahe the.
Kitchen ke chote se hisse mein Shanti Aunty mere itni kareeb aakar khadi ho gayin ki unke badan se aati nahaane ke sabun ki khushbu aur bheetar dabi garm paseene ki mehak mere naak se takraane lagi.
Unhone aage jhuk kar mere kaan ke theek paas nihayat dheemi, zaharili aawaz mein phusphusaaya:
"Dopahar mein chhat pe dhoop bahut tez thi na, Nazia?... Tanki ke peeche se hawa bhi badi garam chal rahi thi."
Mera poora badan baraf ki tarah sunn pad gaya. Haath se chammach chhoot kar kitchen ke patthar par gira—*chhanaak!*
"Kya hua Nazia?" drawing room se Master sahab ki aawaz aayi.
"K-kuch nahi... bas chammach gir gaya tha," meri aawaz gale mein hi ghut gayi.
Shanti Aunty ne aage badhkar mere kaanpte hue haathon se cheeni ki katori thami. Unki garam ungliyan meri thandi ungliyon se ragadte hue aage badhin. Unke hothon par ek aisi besharam, shaitani muskurahat thi jo mere jism ke har hisse ko nanga kar rahi thi.
"Darr mat..." unhone aur kareeb hokar sarghoshi ki, "Kal mere pati do din ke liye bahar jaa rahe hain. Master school nikal jayein toh dopahar theek do baje mere ghar aana... ek naya khel dikhaungi."
Bina mere jawab ka intezar kiye, woh palat kar bahar nikal gayin. Darwaza band hone ki aawaz aayi aur main wahi kitchen ke patthar ka sahara lekar ghutnon ke bal tik gayi. Meri saans aise chal rahi thi jaise main meelon daud kar aayi hoon.
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Raat ke saade das baje kamre ki batti bujh chuki thi.
Master sahab mere upar the. Unka wahi be-rang, thanda wazan meri chhati par tika hua tha. Unki saansein sookhi thin aur unka badan bina kisi aanch ke bas ek zimmewari ki tarah mere sath judne ki koshish kar raha tha. Das saalon se har doosri raat ka yahi hisaab tha—bina kisi chumban ke, bina kisi josh ke, bas do minute ki naapi-tuli thapkiyan.
Lekin aaj mere andar sab kuch badal chuka tha.
Jaise hi Master sahab ne apna dheela-dhala jism mere andar daalne ki koshish ki, maine andhere mein aankhein meech leen.
Aankhein band hote hi dimaag mein dhoop ka woh nanga manzar bijli ban kar koundha—*woh chapri launda... Shanti Aunty ke nange sthan tanki se ragadte hue... chuttad par zordar thappad ki aawaz... aur unke gore maathe par bahta hua gaadha safed virya...*
"Ahhh..." meri jaanghein achanak khud-ba-khud poori tarah phail gayin.
Meri choot achanak itni geeli aur aag jaisi garam ho gayi ki Master sahab ne hairat se meri taraf dekha. Par main unhe nahi dekh rahi thi. Main pillows ko daanton mein dabaye, us gandi dhoop aur Shanti Aunty ki besharam cheekhon ko yaad kar rahi thi.
"Aaah... hnnn..." mere hothon se aisi be-qaboo siskiyan nikalne lagin jo Master sahab ne pehle kabhi nahi suni thin.
Do minute mein Master sahab haanfte hue mere upar dher ho gaye aur agle hi pal karwat lekar kharrate lene lage.
Main andhere mein chhat ko ghoorti rahi. Mera badan paseene se lathpath tha aur jaanghon ke beech ki aag bujhne ke bajaye aur bhadak chuki thi. Gunah aur sharam ka bojh meri chhati par tha, par us bojh ke neeche ek aisi kachhi, gandi bhookh jaag chuki thi jo mujhe andar se kured rahi thi.
***
Subah theek aath baje Master sahab tiffin aur apna purana bag lekar school nikal gaye.
Darwaze ki kundi chadhate hi ghar mein ek sannaata chha gaya.
Main aakar bistar ke kinare baith gayi. Deewar par lagi ghadi ki tik-tik aam dino se kahin zyada tezi se baj rahi thi.
*Nau baje...*
Maine ghar ka jhaadu-poncha kiya, par dimaag meelon door tha. Ek mann kehta tha ki yeh sab sharafat ke khilaaf hai, agar kisi ne dekh liya toh gali mein munh dikhane ke laayak nahi rahoongi. Master sahab ki izzat mitti mein mil jayegi.
*Gyaarah baje...*
Main aaine ke samne khadi apne gale aur chhati ko dekh rahi thi. Kameez ke bheetar mere sthan kasse hue the aur saans tezi se chal rahi thi. Doosra mann, jo kal dopahar se deewaron ko todne par aamada tha, cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha—*kya milti hai aisi sharafat se? Yeh chaar deewari zinda dafan kar degi.*
*Ek baje...*
Maine naha kar pehli baar apni purani sooti salwar chhod kar ek halki, badan se chipakne wali firozi kurti nikali. Gale ka dupatta baar-baar sarak raha tha. Haath aaine ke samne rukte the aur pair aage badhne se inkaar karte the. Khauf aur lazzat ki aisi jang mere bheetar chal rahi thi ki gale ka thook baar-baar sookh raha tha.
Tik... Tik... Tik...
Ghadi ne theek **do** baja diye.
Gali bilkul sunsaan thi. Dopahar ki wahi tapti dhoop khidkiyon se jhank rahi thi.
Mera dil pichle saare niyam, sharam aur khauf ko rondta hua meri chhati par dastak de raha tha. Maine dheere se apne darwaze ki kundi kholi aur khali gali ke paar... theek Shanti Aunty ke band darwaze ki taraf kadam badha diye.
Mera dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha jaise abhi pasliyan tod kar bahar gir padega. Cheeni ka dabba nikaalte waqt mere haath thar-thar kaanp rahe the, chammach steel ke dabbe se takra kar jhanjhana utha.
Tabhi mere theek peeche choodiyon ki halki si khanak hui.
Main palat gayi. Shanti Aunty kitchen ki sankri chaukhat par aakar khadi ho chuki thin. Unki peeth drawing room ki taraf thi jahan Master sahab chai ki chuskiyan le rahe the.
Kitchen ke chote se hisse mein Shanti Aunty mere itni kareeb aakar khadi ho gayin ki unke badan se aati nahaane ke sabun ki khushbu aur bheetar dabi garm paseene ki mehak mere naak se takraane lagi.
Unhone aage jhuk kar mere kaan ke theek paas nihayat dheemi, zaharili aawaz mein phusphusaaya:
"Dopahar mein chhat pe dhoop bahut tez thi na, Nazia?... Tanki ke peeche se hawa bhi badi garam chal rahi thi."
Mera poora badan baraf ki tarah sunn pad gaya. Haath se chammach chhoot kar kitchen ke patthar par gira—*chhanaak!*
"Kya hua Nazia?" drawing room se Master sahab ki aawaz aayi.
"K-kuch nahi... bas chammach gir gaya tha," meri aawaz gale mein hi ghut gayi.
Shanti Aunty ne aage badhkar mere kaanpte hue haathon se cheeni ki katori thami. Unki garam ungliyan meri thandi ungliyon se ragadte hue aage badhin. Unke hothon par ek aisi besharam, shaitani muskurahat thi jo mere jism ke har hisse ko nanga kar rahi thi.
"Darr mat..." unhone aur kareeb hokar sarghoshi ki, "Kal mere pati do din ke liye bahar jaa rahe hain. Master school nikal jayein toh dopahar theek do baje mere ghar aana... ek naya khel dikhaungi."
Bina mere jawab ka intezar kiye, woh palat kar bahar nikal gayin. Darwaza band hone ki aawaz aayi aur main wahi kitchen ke patthar ka sahara lekar ghutnon ke bal tik gayi. Meri saans aise chal rahi thi jaise main meelon daud kar aayi hoon.
***
Raat ke saade das baje kamre ki batti bujh chuki thi.
Master sahab mere upar the. Unka wahi be-rang, thanda wazan meri chhati par tika hua tha. Unki saansein sookhi thin aur unka badan bina kisi aanch ke bas ek zimmewari ki tarah mere sath judne ki koshish kar raha tha. Das saalon se har doosri raat ka yahi hisaab tha—bina kisi chumban ke, bina kisi josh ke, bas do minute ki naapi-tuli thapkiyan.
Lekin aaj mere andar sab kuch badal chuka tha.
Jaise hi Master sahab ne apna dheela-dhala jism mere andar daalne ki koshish ki, maine andhere mein aankhein meech leen.
Aankhein band hote hi dimaag mein dhoop ka woh nanga manzar bijli ban kar koundha—*woh chapri launda... Shanti Aunty ke nange sthan tanki se ragadte hue... chuttad par zordar thappad ki aawaz... aur unke gore maathe par bahta hua gaadha safed virya...*
"Ahhh..." meri jaanghein achanak khud-ba-khud poori tarah phail gayin.
Meri choot achanak itni geeli aur aag jaisi garam ho gayi ki Master sahab ne hairat se meri taraf dekha. Par main unhe nahi dekh rahi thi. Main pillows ko daanton mein dabaye, us gandi dhoop aur Shanti Aunty ki besharam cheekhon ko yaad kar rahi thi.
"Aaah... hnnn..." mere hothon se aisi be-qaboo siskiyan nikalne lagin jo Master sahab ne pehle kabhi nahi suni thin.
Do minute mein Master sahab haanfte hue mere upar dher ho gaye aur agle hi pal karwat lekar kharrate lene lage.
Main andhere mein chhat ko ghoorti rahi. Mera badan paseene se lathpath tha aur jaanghon ke beech ki aag bujhne ke bajaye aur bhadak chuki thi. Gunah aur sharam ka bojh meri chhati par tha, par us bojh ke neeche ek aisi kachhi, gandi bhookh jaag chuki thi jo mujhe andar se kured rahi thi.
***
Subah theek aath baje Master sahab tiffin aur apna purana bag lekar school nikal gaye.
Darwaze ki kundi chadhate hi ghar mein ek sannaata chha gaya.
Main aakar bistar ke kinare baith gayi. Deewar par lagi ghadi ki tik-tik aam dino se kahin zyada tezi se baj rahi thi.
*Nau baje...*
Maine ghar ka jhaadu-poncha kiya, par dimaag meelon door tha. Ek mann kehta tha ki yeh sab sharafat ke khilaaf hai, agar kisi ne dekh liya toh gali mein munh dikhane ke laayak nahi rahoongi. Master sahab ki izzat mitti mein mil jayegi.
*Gyaarah baje...*
Main aaine ke samne khadi apne gale aur chhati ko dekh rahi thi. Kameez ke bheetar mere sthan kasse hue the aur saans tezi se chal rahi thi. Doosra mann, jo kal dopahar se deewaron ko todne par aamada tha, cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha—*kya milti hai aisi sharafat se? Yeh chaar deewari zinda dafan kar degi.*
*Ek baje...*
Maine naha kar pehli baar apni purani sooti salwar chhod kar ek halki, badan se chipakne wali firozi kurti nikali. Gale ka dupatta baar-baar sarak raha tha. Haath aaine ke samne rukte the aur pair aage badhne se inkaar karte the. Khauf aur lazzat ki aisi jang mere bheetar chal rahi thi ki gale ka thook baar-baar sookh raha tha.
Tik... Tik... Tik...
Ghadi ne theek **do** baja diye.
Gali bilkul sunsaan thi. Dopahar ki wahi tapti dhoop khidkiyon se jhank rahi thi.
Mera dil pichle saare niyam, sharam aur khauf ko rondta hua meri chhati par dastak de raha tha. Maine dheere se apne darwaze ki kundi kholi aur khali gali ke paar... theek Shanti Aunty ke band darwaze ki taraf kadam badha diye.
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Gali ki tap-ti dhoop mein mere kadam aisi tezi se badhe jaise farsh par angarey bikhre hon.
Shanti Aunty ke darwaze ke aage pahunch kar mera haath lohe ki kundi par thehar gaya. Ek pal ke liye laga ki wapas bhaag jaoon, par jism ke bheetar ki aag ne mere haath ko aage dhakel diya. Maine dheere se kundi par ungliyan tikayin aur halka sa thap-thapaya.
Kundi pehle se hi khuli thi. Darwaza bina kisi aawaz ke andar ki taraf sarakta chala gaya.
"Aunty...?" mere hothon se dabi hui aawaz nikli.
Lekin jo cheez mere samne aayi, usne mere dimaag ki saari nassein kheench leen.
Darwaze ki chaukhat par Shanti Aunty nahi thin.
Wahan wahi gali ka chhapri launda khada tha—aur uske jism par kapde ka ek dhaaga tak nahi tha.
Dopahar ki dhoop uske nange, kasrat se bane chhati aur pet ke cut par chamak rahi thi. Uske gale mein wahi moti chain jhul rahi thi, aur uski dono taangon ke beech uska kaala, mota lund ek bhaari dande ki tarah aage latak raha tha—nashein ubhri hui, aur aage ki laal topi dhoop mein chamak rahi thi.
Mera dum nikal gaya. Meri aankhein khauf aur haivaniyat ke maare phatne ko ho gayin.
Launde ne ek nazar meri firozi kurti aur mere kaanpte hue badan ko sar se pair tak dekha. Uske chehre par wahi be-reham, gandi hansi phail gayi.
"Aao Masterani..." usne dabi hui mardana aawaz mein kaha, "Darwaze pe kyun khadi hai? Andar aaja, tera hi intezaar ho raha tha."
Yeh sunte hi mere gale se ek teekhi cheekh nikalne ko hui jo maine dono haathon se daba li. Mera shareer achanak aisi dehshat se bhara ki mere pair ulti taraf ghoome.
Main bina piche dekhe, poori taqat se bhaagi.
Gali ki dhoop ko cheerte hue main apne ghar ke andar ghusi, palla aage kheencha aur lohe ki bhaari kundi ko zordar aawaz ke sath chada diya—*khataank!*
Main darwaze se peeth tikakar farsh par phisalti chali gayi.
Mera seena kisi ubalte hue engine ki tarah upar-neeche ho raha tha. Gala itna sookh chuka tha ki saans lete waqt khansi uth rahi thi.
"Pagal ho gayi hoon main... bilkul pagal ho gayi hoon!" maine dono haathon se apna maatha pakad liya.
Maine khud ko samjhane ki koshish ki ki main Master sahab ki biwi hoon, ek shareef ghar ki aurat hoon. Lekin andhere kamre mein jaise hi maine aankhein band keen, wahi manzar meri palkon ke peeche aag ban kar chhap gaya.
*Woh nanga jism...*
*Chhati par chamakta hua paseena...*
*Aur wo bhari, tana hua kaala lund jo mere chehre se sirf do foot ki doori par jhul raha tha...*
Mera badan ek ajeeb si jhanjhanaahat se kaanpne laga. Meri dono jaanghon ke beech aisi teekhi, garma-garam nami phooti ki firozi kurti ke neeche meri salwar andar se behne lagi. Chhati ke dono nipples itne sakht ho gaye the ki kurti ke kapde se lagte hi teekha dard uth raha tha.
Deewar par lagi ghadi ki tik-tik andhere mein hathode ki tarah goonj rahi thi.
*Do bajkar do minute...*
Maine sofe par baith kar saans lene ki koshish ki, par har saans mein usi launde ke jism ki kachhi, mardana mehak mehsoos ho rahi thi.
*Do bajkar paanch minute...*
Mera haath khud-ba-khud meri jaanghon ke beech gaya. Salwar itni geeli thi ki kapda choot ke dane se chipak chuka tha. Main khud par kaboo nahi pa rahi thi. Agar main aaj is kamre mein band rahi, toh Master sahab ke sath yeh be-jaan zindagi mujhe jeete ji maar dalegi.
*Do bajkar nau minute...*
Pichle das saal ki sharafat, darr aur samaj ke saare niyam is das minute ke tandoor mein jal kar raakh ho chuke the.
Ghadi ne **do bajkar das minute** bajaye.
Maine aage badhkar bathroom ke aaine mein apna chehra dekha. Aankhon mein khauf tha, par us khauf ke bheetar ek aisi ziddi, bhookhi aag thi jise bujhana ab mere bas mein nahi tha. Maine jaldi se paani se chehra dhoya, dupatta gale mein theek kiya, aur lambi saans li.
Maine apne darwaze ki kundi kholi.
Gali abhi bhi waisi hi sunsaan aur khamosh thi.
Is baar mere kadmon mein koi jhijhak nahi thi. Main tapti dhoop ko paar karti hui seedhi Shanti Aunty ke darwaze par pahunchi. Darwaza halka sa khula hua tha. Maine bina aawaz kiye use aage dhakela, andar dakhil hui, aur piche ghoom kar kundi chada di.
Shanti Aunty ke darwaze ke aage pahunch kar mera haath lohe ki kundi par thehar gaya. Ek pal ke liye laga ki wapas bhaag jaoon, par jism ke bheetar ki aag ne mere haath ko aage dhakel diya. Maine dheere se kundi par ungliyan tikayin aur halka sa thap-thapaya.
Kundi pehle se hi khuli thi. Darwaza bina kisi aawaz ke andar ki taraf sarakta chala gaya.
"Aunty...?" mere hothon se dabi hui aawaz nikli.
Lekin jo cheez mere samne aayi, usne mere dimaag ki saari nassein kheench leen.
Darwaze ki chaukhat par Shanti Aunty nahi thin.
Wahan wahi gali ka chhapri launda khada tha—aur uske jism par kapde ka ek dhaaga tak nahi tha.
Dopahar ki dhoop uske nange, kasrat se bane chhati aur pet ke cut par chamak rahi thi. Uske gale mein wahi moti chain jhul rahi thi, aur uski dono taangon ke beech uska kaala, mota lund ek bhaari dande ki tarah aage latak raha tha—nashein ubhri hui, aur aage ki laal topi dhoop mein chamak rahi thi.
Mera dum nikal gaya. Meri aankhein khauf aur haivaniyat ke maare phatne ko ho gayin.
Launde ne ek nazar meri firozi kurti aur mere kaanpte hue badan ko sar se pair tak dekha. Uske chehre par wahi be-reham, gandi hansi phail gayi.
"Aao Masterani..." usne dabi hui mardana aawaz mein kaha, "Darwaze pe kyun khadi hai? Andar aaja, tera hi intezaar ho raha tha."
Yeh sunte hi mere gale se ek teekhi cheekh nikalne ko hui jo maine dono haathon se daba li. Mera shareer achanak aisi dehshat se bhara ki mere pair ulti taraf ghoome.
Main bina piche dekhe, poori taqat se bhaagi.
Gali ki dhoop ko cheerte hue main apne ghar ke andar ghusi, palla aage kheencha aur lohe ki bhaari kundi ko zordar aawaz ke sath chada diya—*khataank!*
Main darwaze se peeth tikakar farsh par phisalti chali gayi.
Mera seena kisi ubalte hue engine ki tarah upar-neeche ho raha tha. Gala itna sookh chuka tha ki saans lete waqt khansi uth rahi thi.
"Pagal ho gayi hoon main... bilkul pagal ho gayi hoon!" maine dono haathon se apna maatha pakad liya.
Maine khud ko samjhane ki koshish ki ki main Master sahab ki biwi hoon, ek shareef ghar ki aurat hoon. Lekin andhere kamre mein jaise hi maine aankhein band keen, wahi manzar meri palkon ke peeche aag ban kar chhap gaya.
*Woh nanga jism...*
*Chhati par chamakta hua paseena...*
*Aur wo bhari, tana hua kaala lund jo mere chehre se sirf do foot ki doori par jhul raha tha...*
Mera badan ek ajeeb si jhanjhanaahat se kaanpne laga. Meri dono jaanghon ke beech aisi teekhi, garma-garam nami phooti ki firozi kurti ke neeche meri salwar andar se behne lagi. Chhati ke dono nipples itne sakht ho gaye the ki kurti ke kapde se lagte hi teekha dard uth raha tha.
Deewar par lagi ghadi ki tik-tik andhere mein hathode ki tarah goonj rahi thi.
*Do bajkar do minute...*
Maine sofe par baith kar saans lene ki koshish ki, par har saans mein usi launde ke jism ki kachhi, mardana mehak mehsoos ho rahi thi.
*Do bajkar paanch minute...*
Mera haath khud-ba-khud meri jaanghon ke beech gaya. Salwar itni geeli thi ki kapda choot ke dane se chipak chuka tha. Main khud par kaboo nahi pa rahi thi. Agar main aaj is kamre mein band rahi, toh Master sahab ke sath yeh be-jaan zindagi mujhe jeete ji maar dalegi.
*Do bajkar nau minute...*
Pichle das saal ki sharafat, darr aur samaj ke saare niyam is das minute ke tandoor mein jal kar raakh ho chuke the.
Ghadi ne **do bajkar das minute** bajaye.
Maine aage badhkar bathroom ke aaine mein apna chehra dekha. Aankhon mein khauf tha, par us khauf ke bheetar ek aisi ziddi, bhookhi aag thi jise bujhana ab mere bas mein nahi tha. Maine jaldi se paani se chehra dhoya, dupatta gale mein theek kiya, aur lambi saans li.
Maine apne darwaze ki kundi kholi.
Gali abhi bhi waisi hi sunsaan aur khamosh thi.
Is baar mere kadmon mein koi jhijhak nahi thi. Main tapti dhoop ko paar karti hui seedhi Shanti Aunty ke darwaze par pahunchi. Darwaza halka sa khula hua tha. Maine bina aawaz kiye use aage dhakela, andar dakhil hui, aur piche ghoom kar kundi chada di.
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Kundi ki lohe ki aawaz—*khataank!*—ke sath hi darwaza band ho gaya.
Peeche ghoomte hi mera saans gale mein hi atak gaya.
Kamre mein chhat ka purana pankha gadd-gadd ki aawaz ke sath garm hawa phek raha tha. Khidki ke purane parde gire hue the, par dopahar ki tapti roshni unhe cheer kar kamre mein ek peeli, aag jaisi dhoop bikhair rahi thi.
Kamre ke theek beech mein woh launda waisa hi nanga khada tha.
Uski chhati aur pet ke cut par paseene ki patli lakeerein chamak rahi thin. Uske gale ki peeli chain uske kaale, kasse hue seene par latak rahi thi, aur uski dono jaanghon ke beech uska mota, kaala lund kisi lohe ke tappe hue sariye ki tarah aage tan kar jhatke le raha tha—nashein aisi ubhri hui jaise abhi chamdi cheer kar bahar nikal aayengi.
Mera seena kisi engine ki tarah tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Firozi kurti mere jism se paseene ke maare chipakne lagi thi, aur gale ka thook bilkul sookh chuka tha.
Launda bina kisi jhijhak ke do kadam meri taraf badha. Uske hothon par wahi be-reham, kachhi gali-chhap muskaan thi.
"Darwaze se chipak ke kya dekh rahi hai saali?" uski aawaz aisi bhaari, dabi hui aur seedhi thi ki mere kaan garam ho gaye. "Neeche baith aur muh khol apna."
Mera poora shareer khauf aur jhijhak ke maare piche deewar se ja chipka. Peeth par lohe ki kundi aur thandi deewar chubh rahi thi, par samne se aati uske jism ki kachhi, mardana garm aanch ne mere badan ke har hisse ko jhanjhana diya tha. Pair jaise farsh se chipak kar pathar ban gaye the—na aage badhne ki himmat thi, na piche hatne ka raasta.
Tabhi kamre ke konay se Shanti Aunty aage badhin.
Unke badan par sirf ek halki si sooti saadi lipti hui thi jo kandhe se dhalak chuki thi. Unka gora pet aur chhati ka upri hissa paseene ki nami se chamak raha tha. Unke chehre par sharm ya kisi lihaaz ka ek katra bhi nahi tha.
Woh seedhi aage aayin aur bina kisi formalities ke launde ke theek samne farsh par ghutnon ke bal baith gayin.
"Ruk re..." Aunty ne launde ki taraf dekh kar ek gehri, chhidkili muskurahat di, "Achanak se darr jayegi bechari... Dekh idhar Nazia, aise pakadte hain."
Aunty ne apna bhara hua, gora haath aage badha kar launde ke kaale lund ki jad ko apni mutthi mein jakad liya. Unki kaanch ki choodiyan aapas mein jhanjhana uthin. Agle hi pal unhone bina kisi hichkichahat ke apna geela muh poora khola aur launde ke lund ki laal topi ko hothon ke bheetar kheench liya.
*Chhap... shluuuurp...*
Geeli, be-sharm aawazein kamre ke garm sannaate mein goonj uthin.
Launde ke gale se ek gehri mardana karah nikli—"Aaaah saali..."—aur usne mast hokar apna sar peeth ki taraf fek diya, uske dono haath hawa mein kasse.
Mera dum nikalne laga. Meri aankhein phat kar us nange manzar par jam chuki thin.
Tabhi Aunty ne lund ko hothon se alag kiya. Ek chamakti hui laar ki taar unke geele hothon se lund ke aage tak kheenchti chali gayi. Unhone apna doosra haath aage badhaya aur mere firozi kurti ke palle ko pakad kar ek zordar jhatke se neeche kheench liya.
"Neeche aa..." Aunty ne garam saans chhodte hue phusphusaaya.
Mera shareer unke khinchaav ke aage dher ho gaya. Mere dono ghutne seedhe thande farsh par ja tike.
Ab main aur Shanti Aunty theek aamne-saamne, ghutnon ke bal us nange launde ke kadmon mein theen. Uski taangon ke beech ka garam, bhaari aukaat mere chehre se sirf do inch ki doori par tha. Uske jism se aati mardana paseene ki mehak, Aunty ke thook ki nami aur kamre ki tap-ti hawa ne mere dimaag ki saari soch par taala laga diya tha.
"Haath laga isko Nazia..." Aunty ne mera kaanpta hua thanda haath pakada aur use launde ke tappe hue, chamakte lund par tika diya.
Mera haath thar-thar kaanp raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi meri ungliyon ne us garam, lohe jaisi sakht chamdi aur ubhri hui moti nason ko chhua, mere pet ke nichle hisse mein aisi teekhi bijli daudi ki meri salwar bheetar se ubal kar behne lagi. Ek ajeeb si lazzat ne meri reedh ki haddi ko cheer diya.
"Daba isko... jhatak mat," Aunty ne mere kaanpte haath ke upar apna bhari haath rakha aur lund ko aage-peeche sarkaane lagin.
Shanti Aunty ki naram, garm ungliyon aur launde ke thartharaate sakht jism ke beech meri das saal ki sharafat pighalti chali gayi. Mera gala sookha tha, par mere haath ne achanak khud-ba-khud apni pakad mazboot kar li.
Launda mardana josh aur gusse mein aage jhuka. Usne ek haath Shanti Aunty ke baalon mein aur doosra haath mere sar par rakh kar hamare balon ko mutthi mein jakad liya.
"Haan saaliyon... aise hi chalao dono milke..." usne dabi hui mardana gandi aawaz mein gaali bakte hue hamare saron ko apne lund ki taraf dhakela. "Raftaar badhao..."
Aunty ne ek taraf se lund ko chaatna shuru kiya, aur main jhijhakte-jhijhakte, poori tarah be-qaboo hokar uski tapti hui jad par apni mutthi ko upar-neeche ragadne lagi. Meri saansein Shanti Aunty ki siskiyon ke sath milne lagin. Hum dono auraton ke haath ek hi lund par aapas mein ragad rahe the, choodiyan takra rahi thin, aur launde ke lund se nikalta halka chipchipa paani hamari ungliyon par phailta ja raha tha.
Kamre mein pankhe ki khadkhadahat ke beech ab sirf hamari garm saansein, geeli thapkiyan aur launde ki gandi hankaar bachi thi.
Chaar deewaron mein kaid shareef Nazia ab kahin piche choot chuki thi. Farsh par ghutnon ke bal jhuki, doosri aurat ke sath ek nange launde ke aage sar jhukaye, mere jism mein aisi be-lagaam aur kachhi bhookh utar aayi thi jise ab koi darr, koi sharam ya koi deewar rok nahi sakti thi.
Peeche ghoomte hi mera saans gale mein hi atak gaya.
Kamre mein chhat ka purana pankha gadd-gadd ki aawaz ke sath garm hawa phek raha tha. Khidki ke purane parde gire hue the, par dopahar ki tapti roshni unhe cheer kar kamre mein ek peeli, aag jaisi dhoop bikhair rahi thi.
Kamre ke theek beech mein woh launda waisa hi nanga khada tha.
Uski chhati aur pet ke cut par paseene ki patli lakeerein chamak rahi thin. Uske gale ki peeli chain uske kaale, kasse hue seene par latak rahi thi, aur uski dono jaanghon ke beech uska mota, kaala lund kisi lohe ke tappe hue sariye ki tarah aage tan kar jhatke le raha tha—nashein aisi ubhri hui jaise abhi chamdi cheer kar bahar nikal aayengi.
Mera seena kisi engine ki tarah tezi se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Firozi kurti mere jism se paseene ke maare chipakne lagi thi, aur gale ka thook bilkul sookh chuka tha.
Launda bina kisi jhijhak ke do kadam meri taraf badha. Uske hothon par wahi be-reham, kachhi gali-chhap muskaan thi.
"Darwaze se chipak ke kya dekh rahi hai saali?" uski aawaz aisi bhaari, dabi hui aur seedhi thi ki mere kaan garam ho gaye. "Neeche baith aur muh khol apna."
Mera poora shareer khauf aur jhijhak ke maare piche deewar se ja chipka. Peeth par lohe ki kundi aur thandi deewar chubh rahi thi, par samne se aati uske jism ki kachhi, mardana garm aanch ne mere badan ke har hisse ko jhanjhana diya tha. Pair jaise farsh se chipak kar pathar ban gaye the—na aage badhne ki himmat thi, na piche hatne ka raasta.
Tabhi kamre ke konay se Shanti Aunty aage badhin.
Unke badan par sirf ek halki si sooti saadi lipti hui thi jo kandhe se dhalak chuki thi. Unka gora pet aur chhati ka upri hissa paseene ki nami se chamak raha tha. Unke chehre par sharm ya kisi lihaaz ka ek katra bhi nahi tha.
Woh seedhi aage aayin aur bina kisi formalities ke launde ke theek samne farsh par ghutnon ke bal baith gayin.
"Ruk re..." Aunty ne launde ki taraf dekh kar ek gehri, chhidkili muskurahat di, "Achanak se darr jayegi bechari... Dekh idhar Nazia, aise pakadte hain."
Aunty ne apna bhara hua, gora haath aage badha kar launde ke kaale lund ki jad ko apni mutthi mein jakad liya. Unki kaanch ki choodiyan aapas mein jhanjhana uthin. Agle hi pal unhone bina kisi hichkichahat ke apna geela muh poora khola aur launde ke lund ki laal topi ko hothon ke bheetar kheench liya.
*Chhap... shluuuurp...*
Geeli, be-sharm aawazein kamre ke garm sannaate mein goonj uthin.
Launde ke gale se ek gehri mardana karah nikli—"Aaaah saali..."—aur usne mast hokar apna sar peeth ki taraf fek diya, uske dono haath hawa mein kasse.
Mera dum nikalne laga. Meri aankhein phat kar us nange manzar par jam chuki thin.
Tabhi Aunty ne lund ko hothon se alag kiya. Ek chamakti hui laar ki taar unke geele hothon se lund ke aage tak kheenchti chali gayi. Unhone apna doosra haath aage badhaya aur mere firozi kurti ke palle ko pakad kar ek zordar jhatke se neeche kheench liya.
"Neeche aa..." Aunty ne garam saans chhodte hue phusphusaaya.
Mera shareer unke khinchaav ke aage dher ho gaya. Mere dono ghutne seedhe thande farsh par ja tike.
Ab main aur Shanti Aunty theek aamne-saamne, ghutnon ke bal us nange launde ke kadmon mein theen. Uski taangon ke beech ka garam, bhaari aukaat mere chehre se sirf do inch ki doori par tha. Uske jism se aati mardana paseene ki mehak, Aunty ke thook ki nami aur kamre ki tap-ti hawa ne mere dimaag ki saari soch par taala laga diya tha.
"Haath laga isko Nazia..." Aunty ne mera kaanpta hua thanda haath pakada aur use launde ke tappe hue, chamakte lund par tika diya.
Mera haath thar-thar kaanp raha tha.
Lekin jaise hi meri ungliyon ne us garam, lohe jaisi sakht chamdi aur ubhri hui moti nason ko chhua, mere pet ke nichle hisse mein aisi teekhi bijli daudi ki meri salwar bheetar se ubal kar behne lagi. Ek ajeeb si lazzat ne meri reedh ki haddi ko cheer diya.
"Daba isko... jhatak mat," Aunty ne mere kaanpte haath ke upar apna bhari haath rakha aur lund ko aage-peeche sarkaane lagin.
Shanti Aunty ki naram, garm ungliyon aur launde ke thartharaate sakht jism ke beech meri das saal ki sharafat pighalti chali gayi. Mera gala sookha tha, par mere haath ne achanak khud-ba-khud apni pakad mazboot kar li.
Launda mardana josh aur gusse mein aage jhuka. Usne ek haath Shanti Aunty ke baalon mein aur doosra haath mere sar par rakh kar hamare balon ko mutthi mein jakad liya.
"Haan saaliyon... aise hi chalao dono milke..." usne dabi hui mardana gandi aawaz mein gaali bakte hue hamare saron ko apne lund ki taraf dhakela. "Raftaar badhao..."
Aunty ne ek taraf se lund ko chaatna shuru kiya, aur main jhijhakte-jhijhakte, poori tarah be-qaboo hokar uski tapti hui jad par apni mutthi ko upar-neeche ragadne lagi. Meri saansein Shanti Aunty ki siskiyon ke sath milne lagin. Hum dono auraton ke haath ek hi lund par aapas mein ragad rahe the, choodiyan takra rahi thin, aur launde ke lund se nikalta halka chipchipa paani hamari ungliyon par phailta ja raha tha.
Kamre mein pankhe ki khadkhadahat ke beech ab sirf hamari garm saansein, geeli thapkiyan aur launde ki gandi hankaar bachi thi.
Chaar deewaron mein kaid shareef Nazia ab kahin piche choot chuki thi. Farsh par ghutnon ke bal jhuki, doosri aurat ke sath ek nange launde ke aage sar jhukaye, mere jism mein aisi be-lagaam aur kachhi bhookh utar aayi thi jise ab koi darr, koi sharam ya koi deewar rok nahi sakti thi.
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Farsh ki thandak mere ghutnon mein chub rahi thi, par mere chehre ke theek aage launde ke jism aur uske tappe hue lund ki aanch aisi thi jaise bhatti khuli ho.
Pankhe ki *gadd-gadd* aawaz ke beech launde ka bhaari saans tez ho chuka tha. Uske haath hamare balon mein the, aur uski kamar halke jhatke le rahi thi.
Shanti Aunty ne lund ki jad se apna muh hataya. Unke hoth laar se chamak rahe the. Unhone meri taraf dekha—unke chehre par koi dikhawa ya paraayapan nahi tha, balki ek aisi gehri, dostana muskaan thi jaise koi purani saheli kisi naye khel ka raaz samjha rahi ho.
"Dar mat Nazia..." Aunty ne bilkul naram aur dabi hui aawaz mein phusphusaaya, unka ek haath mere kaanpte hue kandhe par aaya aur sahlaane laga. "Yeh lohe ka nahi hai, bas garam hai. Zabaan nikal apni."
Mera gala sookha hua tha, dil seene se bahar aane ko tha. Par Aunty ke us naram chhuvan aur dosti bhare lehze ne mere bheetar ka aadha khauf pighla diya.
"Dekh pehle kaise karte hain..." Aunty ne muskura kar meri aankhon mein dekha, jaise mujhe tasalli de rahi hon.
Unhone apna muh lund ke laal supade ke paas laya. Apni geeli, gulabi zabaan bahar nikaal kar unhone lund ke aage ke chhed par ek lamba, geela chaata maara—*sllllrrup.*
Launde ke munh se ek teekhi siskari phooti—"Aaaah Shanti saali..."
"Dekha?" Aunty ne meri taraf dekh kar ankh maari, unki aawaz mein ek mazedaar shararat thi. "Ab tu kar. Pehle sirf zabaan ki nok se aage ka hissa chhu. Dheere se."
Aunty ne mera sar halke se aage kiya.
Launde ke lund ka agla mota hissa mere hothon ke theek samne tha. Uski nason mein daudta khoon mere gaalon par garmi phek raha tha, aur aage se halka namkeen paani nikal kar chamak raha tha.
Maine aankhein band keen, darr aur sharam ko dabaya, aur apni zabaan ki nok bahar nikaal kar us chamakti hui laal topi par tika di.
*Garam... namkeen... aur be-inteha sakht.*
Jaise hi meri zabaan ne us chamdi ko chhua, mere pet ke nichle hisse mein aisi meethi aag daudi ki meri taangon ke beech salwar poori tarah geeli ho gayi. Mere gale se ek dabi hui aawaz nikli—"Mmmph..."
"Haan... waise hi, Nazia! Shabaash," Aunty ne mere sar ko sahlaate hue bilkul ek sachhi dost ki tarah hausla badhaya. "Kaisa lag raha hai? Namkeen hai na? Chaat isko poora... jaise garmiyon mein kulfi pighalti hai."
Launde ne mere balon ko thoda kaske pakada aur apni kamar ko ek inch aage dhakela. "Aaah Nazia... teri zabaan toh bawasir jaisi garam hai saali... lagaye rakh!"
Aunty ne meri jhijhak ko poori tarah khatam karne ke liye apna chehra mere theek bagal mein tika diya. Unke khule jism ki mehak aur mere kurti ke gale se aati paseene ki khushboo aapas mein mil gayi.
"Ab hoth naram kar apne, Nazia," Aunty ne mere kaan ke paas apna muh lakar dheere se sikhaya. "Daant bilkul mat lagne dena. Bas hothon ko gol bana aur aage ka hissa andar kheench."
Maine waisa hi kiya jaise Aunty ne sikhaya. Maine apne hothon ko gol kiya aur us garam, phanse hue supade ko apne hothon ke bheetar le liya.
*Shlllluuuuck!*
Mere muh mein aisi garmi aur mardana aanch bhar gayi ki meri saansein atak gayin. Launde ka lund mere hothon ko cheerte hue andar ghusa. Uski ubhri hui nashein mere talwe aur zabaan par ragad kha rahi thin.
"Uffff... Nazia!" Launda kamre ke pankhe ki taraf muh karke dahaada. Usne dono haathon se mere aur Aunty ke baalon ko kaske kheench liya. "Dono saaliyan ek sath chalo... poora jaan nikaal do meri!"
Tabhi Shanti Aunty ne neeche jhuk kar lund ke bache hue lambe hisse aur dono bhaari andon ko apne muh mein bhar liya.
Ab manzar aisa tha ki hum dono auratein ek hi lund par toot padi theen.
Main aage ke motay supade ko apne hothon mein dabakar zabaan se ghoomate hue choos rahi thi, aur Shanti Aunty neeche se lund ki jad aur andon ko apni geeli zabaan se chaat-chaat kar lapet rahi thin. Hamare chehre itne kareeb the ki Aunty ke geele hoth baar-baar mere hothon se takra rahe the.
Hum dono ki laar milkar lund ki kaali chamdi par beh rahi thi, jisse har harakat par ek geeli, be-sharm aawaz goonj rahi thi—*chhap... shllurp... chhap...*
Aunty ne beech mein ek pal ke liye muh hataya aur meri aankhon mein dekhte hue muskurayin. Unki aankhon mein koi guilt nahi tha, sirf ek nasha tha jo mere andar bhi tezi se utar raha tha.
"Bahut achha kar rahi hai Nazia..." Aunty ne phusphusaate hue meri peeth par haath phira. "Ab thoda aur andar le... gale tak le jane ki koshish kar. Saans naak se le, munh se nahi."
Maine Aunty ki har baat ko kisi pakki sabaq ki tarah pakad liya. Maine apni naak se lambi saans kheenchi, apne gale ko khola aur launde ke lund ko do inch aur bheetar kheench liya.
Launde ki kamar be-qaboo hokar aage-peeche jhatke maarne lagi. "Aaaah Shanti... Nazia saali chinal ki tarah choos rahi hai... rukna mat dono!"
Kamre ki band dhoop aur garm hawa mein ab sirf teen cheezein theen—Shanti Aunty ka mujhe har kadam par sahara deta naram haath, launde ki tapti hui mardana taqat, aur mere muh mein ghulta hua woh be-sharm swaad jisne meri das saal ki deewaron ko mitti mein mila diya tha.
Pankhe ki *gadd-gadd* aawaz ke beech launde ka bhaari saans tez ho chuka tha. Uske haath hamare balon mein the, aur uski kamar halke jhatke le rahi thi.
Shanti Aunty ne lund ki jad se apna muh hataya. Unke hoth laar se chamak rahe the. Unhone meri taraf dekha—unke chehre par koi dikhawa ya paraayapan nahi tha, balki ek aisi gehri, dostana muskaan thi jaise koi purani saheli kisi naye khel ka raaz samjha rahi ho.
"Dar mat Nazia..." Aunty ne bilkul naram aur dabi hui aawaz mein phusphusaaya, unka ek haath mere kaanpte hue kandhe par aaya aur sahlaane laga. "Yeh lohe ka nahi hai, bas garam hai. Zabaan nikal apni."
Mera gala sookha hua tha, dil seene se bahar aane ko tha. Par Aunty ke us naram chhuvan aur dosti bhare lehze ne mere bheetar ka aadha khauf pighla diya.
"Dekh pehle kaise karte hain..." Aunty ne muskura kar meri aankhon mein dekha, jaise mujhe tasalli de rahi hon.
Unhone apna muh lund ke laal supade ke paas laya. Apni geeli, gulabi zabaan bahar nikaal kar unhone lund ke aage ke chhed par ek lamba, geela chaata maara—*sllllrrup.*
Launde ke munh se ek teekhi siskari phooti—"Aaaah Shanti saali..."
"Dekha?" Aunty ne meri taraf dekh kar ankh maari, unki aawaz mein ek mazedaar shararat thi. "Ab tu kar. Pehle sirf zabaan ki nok se aage ka hissa chhu. Dheere se."
Aunty ne mera sar halke se aage kiya.
Launde ke lund ka agla mota hissa mere hothon ke theek samne tha. Uski nason mein daudta khoon mere gaalon par garmi phek raha tha, aur aage se halka namkeen paani nikal kar chamak raha tha.
Maine aankhein band keen, darr aur sharam ko dabaya, aur apni zabaan ki nok bahar nikaal kar us chamakti hui laal topi par tika di.
*Garam... namkeen... aur be-inteha sakht.*
Jaise hi meri zabaan ne us chamdi ko chhua, mere pet ke nichle hisse mein aisi meethi aag daudi ki meri taangon ke beech salwar poori tarah geeli ho gayi. Mere gale se ek dabi hui aawaz nikli—"Mmmph..."
"Haan... waise hi, Nazia! Shabaash," Aunty ne mere sar ko sahlaate hue bilkul ek sachhi dost ki tarah hausla badhaya. "Kaisa lag raha hai? Namkeen hai na? Chaat isko poora... jaise garmiyon mein kulfi pighalti hai."
Launde ne mere balon ko thoda kaske pakada aur apni kamar ko ek inch aage dhakela. "Aaah Nazia... teri zabaan toh bawasir jaisi garam hai saali... lagaye rakh!"
Aunty ne meri jhijhak ko poori tarah khatam karne ke liye apna chehra mere theek bagal mein tika diya. Unke khule jism ki mehak aur mere kurti ke gale se aati paseene ki khushboo aapas mein mil gayi.
"Ab hoth naram kar apne, Nazia," Aunty ne mere kaan ke paas apna muh lakar dheere se sikhaya. "Daant bilkul mat lagne dena. Bas hothon ko gol bana aur aage ka hissa andar kheench."
Maine waisa hi kiya jaise Aunty ne sikhaya. Maine apne hothon ko gol kiya aur us garam, phanse hue supade ko apne hothon ke bheetar le liya.
*Shlllluuuuck!*
Mere muh mein aisi garmi aur mardana aanch bhar gayi ki meri saansein atak gayin. Launde ka lund mere hothon ko cheerte hue andar ghusa. Uski ubhri hui nashein mere talwe aur zabaan par ragad kha rahi thin.
"Uffff... Nazia!" Launda kamre ke pankhe ki taraf muh karke dahaada. Usne dono haathon se mere aur Aunty ke baalon ko kaske kheench liya. "Dono saaliyan ek sath chalo... poora jaan nikaal do meri!"
Tabhi Shanti Aunty ne neeche jhuk kar lund ke bache hue lambe hisse aur dono bhaari andon ko apne muh mein bhar liya.
Ab manzar aisa tha ki hum dono auratein ek hi lund par toot padi theen.
Main aage ke motay supade ko apne hothon mein dabakar zabaan se ghoomate hue choos rahi thi, aur Shanti Aunty neeche se lund ki jad aur andon ko apni geeli zabaan se chaat-chaat kar lapet rahi thin. Hamare chehre itne kareeb the ki Aunty ke geele hoth baar-baar mere hothon se takra rahe the.
Hum dono ki laar milkar lund ki kaali chamdi par beh rahi thi, jisse har harakat par ek geeli, be-sharm aawaz goonj rahi thi—*chhap... shllurp... chhap...*
Aunty ne beech mein ek pal ke liye muh hataya aur meri aankhon mein dekhte hue muskurayin. Unki aankhon mein koi guilt nahi tha, sirf ek nasha tha jo mere andar bhi tezi se utar raha tha.
"Bahut achha kar rahi hai Nazia..." Aunty ne phusphusaate hue meri peeth par haath phira. "Ab thoda aur andar le... gale tak le jane ki koshish kar. Saans naak se le, munh se nahi."
Maine Aunty ki har baat ko kisi pakki sabaq ki tarah pakad liya. Maine apni naak se lambi saans kheenchi, apne gale ko khola aur launde ke lund ko do inch aur bheetar kheench liya.
Launde ki kamar be-qaboo hokar aage-peeche jhatke maarne lagi. "Aaaah Shanti... Nazia saali chinal ki tarah choos rahi hai... rukna mat dono!"
Kamre ki band dhoop aur garm hawa mein ab sirf teen cheezein theen—Shanti Aunty ka mujhe har kadam par sahara deta naram haath, launde ki tapti hui mardana taqat, aur mere muh mein ghulta hua woh be-sharm swaad jisne meri das saal ki deewaron ko mitti mein mila diya tha.
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