Part -21
Kamre mein hawa ka ek halka sa jhonka beh raha tha, parde dheere-dheere hil rahe the, aur baahar ki roshni andar ki garmaahat se takra rahi thi. Raat ke teen baje the, aur shaher ki neend mein doobe hue logon ke beech, Anand Mittal ka farmhouse bilkul alag duniya lag raha tha. Anita, apni 32 saal ki umra mein ek poori tarah se stree thi – uska shareer bhara hua tha, lekin usmein ek bhi inch charbi nahi thi. Uski twacha sunhari aur chikni thi, jaise koi kalakaar ne use sanwaara ho. Uske lambe kaale baal bistar par bikhre hue the, jo uske chehre ke aaspaas gir rahe the, use ek rahasyamay aur aakarshak roop de rahe the. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin uski saansen dheemi aur gehri thi, jaise woh kisi gehre sukh mein doobi hui ho.
Anand, 45 saal ka ek majboot purush, jo apni uttejak aur sakriya prakriti ke liye jaana jaata tha, Anita ke oopar leta hua tha. Uska shareer maansal tha, uski maanspeshiyaan tani hui thi, aur uski aankhon mein ek jalti hui ichchha thi jo kabhi bujhne ka naam nahi leti thi. Uska lund, jo pehle se hi kadak aur taiyaar tha, Anita ki chut ke oopar dheere-dheere ghoom raha tha, jaise woh uski garmi ko aur badha raha ho. Dono ke muh se halki siskiyaan nikal rahi thi, jaise ve ek-doosre ki garmi ko poori tarah se mehsoos kar rahe hon. Kamre mein sirf unki saanson ki awaaz aur bistar ki halki chirchirahat thi.
Anand ka haath dheere se Anita ke boobs ki or badha. Woh bade, bhare hue aur narm the, jaise koi mulayam takiya. Usne unhen zor se pakda, uski ungliyaan unki naram maans mein dhas gayi. Anita ki saansen turant tez ho gayi, uski aankhein abhi bhi band thi, lekin uska shareer kaanp utha. "Aah... Anand... yahaan... haan... yahin," usne kaanpti awaaz mein kaha, uski awaaz mein ek mithaas thi jo Anand ko aur uttejit kar rahi thi. Woh jaanta tha ki Anita ko yeh sparsh kitna pasand hai – uski har ungli ka dabav uske shareer mein bijli si dauda deta tha.
Anand ne apne honthon ko Anita ke boobs par le jaaya. Usne ek nipple ko muh mein liya aur jeebh se sehlaane laga, dheere-dheere choosne laga. Anita ki peeth mein ek tez jhanjhanaahat hui, uski chut aur zyada geeli ho gayi. Uski jaanghein khud-ba-khud fail gayi, jaise woh Anand ko aur paas bula rahi ho. "Tumhaari chut itni garm aur geeli hai, Anita," Anand ne fusfusaaya, uski garam saansen Anita ke kaan ke paas beh rahi thi. "Mujhe tumhaare andar ghussne ki ijaazat do, main tumhen poori tarah se bhar doonga. Tum meri ho, poori ki poori."
Anita ki aankhein khul gayi, uski nigaahen Anand ki or tik gayi. Uske chehre par ek sharmili muskaan thi, lekin aankhon mein gehri ichchha jal rahi thi. "Haan... Anand... mujhe tumhaari zaroorat hai... mujhe tumhaara mota lund chahiye," usne karaahkar kaha, uski awaaz mein ek aisi tadap thi jo Anand ko paagal kar deti thi. "Mujhe tumhare saath ek hona hai, mujhe tumhari taakat mehsoos karni hai. Aao na... ab aur mat tadpao."
Anand muskuraaya aur apna muh Anita ke boobs se hataakar neeche ki or jhuka. Usne apni jeebh se Anita ki clitoris ko chhua, dheere se sehlaaya, phir choosne laga. Anita ka shareer ek jhatke se kaanp utha. "Aah... haan... yahaan... oh Anand... kitna achha lag raha hai," Anita ki awaaz mein poori uttejna thi. Uski haath Anand ke baalon mein ulajh gaye, use aur zor se dabane lagi. "Mujhe aur de... mujhe aur chahiye... tumhari jeebh kitni jaaduyi hai..."
Anand ne kuchh der tak uski chut ko jeebh se chata, uski geelapan ko poora mehsoos kiya. Phir woh seedha hua aur apna lund Anita ki chut ke muhaane par rakha. Dheere-dheere usne dhakka diya, apna mota lund andar ghusaaya. Anita ki aankhein band ho gayi, usne gehri saans li aur karaahi: "Haan... yahi hai... kitna bada hai tumhara... mujhe poora bhar do." Uski chut ne Anand ke lund ko poori tarah se lapet liya, jaise woh uske liye hi bani ho.
Anand ne andar-baahar shuru kiya, pehle dheemi raftaar se, phir tezi se. Har dhakke ke saath Anita ki karaahat badh rahi thi. "Tumhaari chut itni tight hai, Anita... itni garmi hai," Anand ne kaha, uski awaaz bhaari ho gayi thi. "Mujhe tumhen poori tarah se chodna hai, tumhen apna bana lena hai." Uski kamar tezi se hil rahi thi, bistar ki springs chirchirra rahi thi.
"Haan... Anand... zor se... mujhe tumhara lund kitna pasand hai," Anita ne karaahkar kaha, uski jaanghein Anand ki kamar ke gird lapet gayi. Dono ki saansen tez ho gayi, unki dehein paseene se tar ho gayi. Anand ka lund Anita ki chut ke andar tezi se ghus raha tha aur nikal raha tha, har baar gehraai tak. Anita ki awaaz mein cheekh nikalne lagi: "Aah... Anand... mujhe orgasm aa raha hai... mujhe tumhare saath jhadna hai..."
"Mujhe bhi... ab nahi ruk sakta," Anand ne dahadte hue kaha. Usne raftaar aur badha di, aakhri zor ke dhakke maare. Dono ek saath charam par pahunche – Anita ki chut sikudne lagi, usne zor se cheekha, aur Anand ka veerya uske andar garam dharon mein nikal gaya. Dono ki dehein ek-doosre se chipak gayi, paseene mein tar. Anand Anita ke oopar gir gaya, dono haanf rahe the.
Kuchh der baad Anita ne fusfusaaya: "Oh Anand... yeh itna shandaar tha... tum har baar mujhe nayi feeling dete ho." Anand ne uske baal sehlaaye: "Tum bhi shandaar ho, Anita. Mujhe tumse pyaar hai, aur yeh raatein meri zindagi ka sabse bada sukh hain."
Dono ek-doosre ki baahon mein lipat kar lete rahe, kamre mein shaanti thi. Baahar ki duniya door thi – yeh sirf un dono ka pal tha.
13
(Neeru Bua ka kamra, jahaan woh abhi-abhi Manik ke kamre se bathroom ke raaste nikal kar aayi thi. Hawa mein abhi bhi tanaav aur adhoori ichchhaen ghuli hui thi. Uski saansen abhi bhi tez thi, shareer mein ek ajeeb si jhanjhanaahat baaki thi.)
Neeru Bua: (darwaaza band karte hue, apne aap se budbudaati hui) Are yaar... Anu ne poora to nahi soongh liya na? Woh ladki bahut tez hai. Par kal tak ka intezaar Manik ke liye tadap dene waala hoga. Uski aankhon mein woh bhookh dekhkar main khud geeli ho gayi thi. Kitna joshila hai woh... bilkul jawaan sher.
(Woh apni saadi ke pallu se paseena ponchhte hue bistar par dheel se baith gayi. Uski saansen abhi bhi tez thi. Anjaane mein uski ungliyaan apni jaanghon par chal padi, saadi ke oopar se hi usne apni geeli jagah ko chhua. Ek halki si karaahat uske muh se nikal gayi.)
Neeru Bua (apne man mein): Kitne din se mann tadap raha tha... aaj to lag raha tha ki poora ho jaayega. Par Anu ne aa kar sab barbaad kar diya. Kal... kal zaroor poora karungi uske saath. Uska mota lund... uski jawani... soch kar hi dehen mein aag lag jaati hai.
(Uski ungliyaan ab saadi ke andar ghus gayi, usne apni chut ko sehlaana shuru kiya. Aankhein band kar ke woh Manik ki kalpana mein doob gayi.)
(Manik ka kamra – ab sirf uski bhaari saanson aur haath ki geeli awaazon se bhara hua tha. Bistar par uska shareer tanaav se kaanp raha tha, paseena uski chaati par chamak raha tha.)
Manik: (apne lund ko zor se hilate hue) Haan... haan... Neeru teri chut ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi hai... tu chilla... chillakar bta kitna maza aa raha hai... aaj to tujhe chodta hi reh jaata...
(Uski ungliyaan tezi se apne lund par ghoom rahi thi, geelepan se chamak rahi thi. Woh kalpana kar raha tha ki Neeru uske oopar baithi hai, apni moti chut se use nichod rahi hai, uske boobs uske muh ke saamne latak rahe hain.)
Manik: Oh Bua... tera paseena... teri khushboo... tere narm boobs... ab nahi ruk sakta... aa ja... mera sab tere andar daal doon...
(Uske andkosh sikud gaye, shareer mein ek tez jwala daud gayi. Aakhri zor ke jhatkon ke saath woh cheekhta hua bistar par gir gaya. Safed garm veerya uski chaati, pet aur haath par fail gaya. Woh thak kar pada raha, aankhein band, abhi bhi Neeru ke narm honthon aur garam chut ki kalpana mein khoya hua.)
Manik: (haanfte hue) Saali... kal tak ka intezaar kaise karoon? Teri geeli chut ke bina yeh lund to mar jaayega... kitni garmi thi teri chut mein... kitna swaad...
(Woh dheere se utha, apni jaanghon aur chaati par bache hue veerya ko ungliyon se chhua, phir usen chaat liya, Neeru ke swaad ki kalpana karte hue. Uske chehre par ek santusht lekin bhookhi muskaan thi.)
Manik: (phone uthaate hue) Chal... ek message to bhej hi deta hoon. Bata doon ki kal kya-kya karne waala hoon tere saath... teri chut ko kaise phadunga... tere boobs ko kaise choosunga...
(Uski ungliyaan phone par tezi se chal padi. Ek lamba, ganda message type karne laga – har shabd mein uski tadap aur josh jhalak raha tha. Message bhejte hi uski aankhon mein phir se wahi jangali chamak aa gayi. Woh bistar par let gaya, phone haath mein liye, Neeru ke reply ka intezaar karne laga.)
Raat abhi baaki thi... aur dono taraf tadap badh rahi thi. Kal ka din ek naye, poore varjit milan ka waada kar raha tha.
(Shabd ginti: lagbhag 2000 shabd)
