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Shaam ka samay – Ocean Pearl Resort, Kovalam Beach.
Resort ka poora lawn North Indian gaon ki tarah sajaaya gaya tha—
rangoli, phoolon ke jhaar, mehendi ke sthal, aur beech mein ek bada sa mandap jahan dulhan-dulha ki kursiyan saja hui thin. Samundar ki lehrein door tak dikh rahi thin, aur coconut ke pedon ke beech se shaam ki peeli roshni jhalak rahi thi.
Gaanā baj raha thā—
"Kandille Kandille Pennin Sainyam..." —KJ Yesudas ki awaaz mein Malayalam old classic.
Youngsters ne dance floor sambhal liya tha—kuch ne whiskey ya beer ke glass liye hue the, kuch thumke laga rahe the, aur kuch bas gaane ke saath taal mila rahe the. Ek group mein Anjali (dulhan) apni saheliyon ke saath thumka laga rahi thi, aur Ranjan (dulha) apne doston ke saath ladoo khaate hue uska intezaar kar raha tha. Gaane ke beech mein kuch log taali baja rahe the, toh kuch dhol ki awaaz mein kho gaye the.
Bar mein log whiskey aur beer ka maza le rahe the. Kuch IPS uncle log khade the uniform mein, aur kuch aunties group mein baith kar gossip kar rahi thin. Murali (Sharda ka bhai) bhi wahan khada thā—ek glass whiskey le kar, apne purane doston se mil raha thā.
Sharda aur Murali ka milan—
Murali ne ek dum se Sharda ko dekha aur daudta hua aaya—"Chetti!" (Malayalam mein 'Badi Behan')—kehte hue usne Sharda ko apni baahon mein le liya, baar baar uske gaal chume, aur phir jhuk kar uski naabhi ko chuma—
jaise koi bachcha apni maa ke pyaar mein khoya ho. Sharda sharma gayi, par uski aankhen nam thi—10 saal baad mil rahi thi apne chhote bhai se. "Ente chettiii..." —Murali ki awaaz bhari hui thi. Tabhi Varun wahan aaya—usne awaaz di, "Amma!"—aur Sharda ne Murali ko Varun se milwaya. Murali ne Varun ko dekha, uske maathe ko chuma aur bola—"Bada ho gaya hai hamara baccha… Varun, tujhe toh maine jab dekha tha tu 6-7 saal ka tha…" Varun ne bhi Murali ko bachpan mein dekha thā, ab Murali IT sector mein USA mein naam tha. Sharda ki aankhen abhi bhi Murali ki taraf thi—dono bhai-behan mein kuch aur hi rishta lag raha tha, jaise wo sirf bhai-behan nahi, jaise kuch gupt rishta abhi bhi unke beech mein hai.
Varun ne Murali ka haath pakda— "Mama, aap toh bilkul nahi badle… lagta hai US mein apna khaas raaz hai aapke paas!"—sab hanse.
Kuch aur rishte—
Is prangan mein aur bhi jode the—kuch cousins ne ek doosre ko dekha aur ruk gaye, jaise kuch purana raaz taaza ho gaya ho. Ek saali apne jeeja ke saath baithi thī,
aur unki baaton mein kuch aur hi anubandh tha. Ranjan ki Bua, jinka pati IPS thā, woh apne bhai se saalon baad mili thīn—
dono ki aankhon mein kuch aur hi namī thī. Yeh shaadi sirf Anjali aur Ranjan ki nahi, yeh saare rishton ka mela thā.
Sharda ka mann—
Sharda Murali ke aas-paas thodi bechain lag rahi thī—jaise uske bhai ne usko kasa apni baahon main , jo kabhi zubaan par nahi aaya. Varun ne yeh sab notice kiya, par kuch nahi bola—bas Sharda ki taraf dekhta raha, Sharda ne apni najrein pher dee ...
Gaana abhi bhi baj raha thā—
"Kandille Kandille..." —aur samundar ki lehrein uski taal de rahi thin.
Resort ka poora lawn North Indian gaon ki tarah sajaaya gaya tha—
rangoli, phoolon ke jhaar, mehendi ke sthal, aur beech mein ek bada sa mandap jahan dulhan-dulha ki kursiyan saja hui thin. Samundar ki lehrein door tak dikh rahi thin, aur coconut ke pedon ke beech se shaam ki peeli roshni jhalak rahi thi.
Gaanā baj raha thā—
"Kandille Kandille Pennin Sainyam..." —KJ Yesudas ki awaaz mein Malayalam old classic.
Youngsters ne dance floor sambhal liya tha—kuch ne whiskey ya beer ke glass liye hue the, kuch thumke laga rahe the, aur kuch bas gaane ke saath taal mila rahe the. Ek group mein Anjali (dulhan) apni saheliyon ke saath thumka laga rahi thi, aur Ranjan (dulha) apne doston ke saath ladoo khaate hue uska intezaar kar raha tha. Gaane ke beech mein kuch log taali baja rahe the, toh kuch dhol ki awaaz mein kho gaye the.
Bar mein log whiskey aur beer ka maza le rahe the. Kuch IPS uncle log khade the uniform mein, aur kuch aunties group mein baith kar gossip kar rahi thin. Murali (Sharda ka bhai) bhi wahan khada thā—ek glass whiskey le kar, apne purane doston se mil raha thā.
Sharda aur Murali ka milan—
Murali ne ek dum se Sharda ko dekha aur daudta hua aaya—"Chetti!" (Malayalam mein 'Badi Behan')—kehte hue usne Sharda ko apni baahon mein le liya, baar baar uske gaal chume, aur phir jhuk kar uski naabhi ko chuma—
jaise koi bachcha apni maa ke pyaar mein khoya ho. Sharda sharma gayi, par uski aankhen nam thi—10 saal baad mil rahi thi apne chhote bhai se. "Ente chettiii..." —Murali ki awaaz bhari hui thi. Tabhi Varun wahan aaya—usne awaaz di, "Amma!"—aur Sharda ne Murali ko Varun se milwaya. Murali ne Varun ko dekha, uske maathe ko chuma aur bola—"Bada ho gaya hai hamara baccha… Varun, tujhe toh maine jab dekha tha tu 6-7 saal ka tha…" Varun ne bhi Murali ko bachpan mein dekha thā, ab Murali IT sector mein USA mein naam tha. Sharda ki aankhen abhi bhi Murali ki taraf thi—dono bhai-behan mein kuch aur hi rishta lag raha tha, jaise wo sirf bhai-behan nahi, jaise kuch gupt rishta abhi bhi unke beech mein hai.
Varun ne Murali ka haath pakda— "Mama, aap toh bilkul nahi badle… lagta hai US mein apna khaas raaz hai aapke paas!"—sab hanse.
Kuch aur rishte—
Is prangan mein aur bhi jode the—kuch cousins ne ek doosre ko dekha aur ruk gaye, jaise kuch purana raaz taaza ho gaya ho. Ek saali apne jeeja ke saath baithi thī,
aur unki baaton mein kuch aur hi anubandh tha. Ranjan ki Bua, jinka pati IPS thā, woh apne bhai se saalon baad mili thīn—
dono ki aankhon mein kuch aur hi namī thī. Yeh shaadi sirf Anjali aur Ranjan ki nahi, yeh saare rishton ka mela thā.
Sharda ka mann—
Sharda Murali ke aas-paas thodi bechain lag rahi thī—jaise uske bhai ne usko kasa apni baahon main , jo kabhi zubaan par nahi aaya. Varun ne yeh sab notice kiya, par kuch nahi bola—bas Sharda ki taraf dekhta raha, Sharda ne apni najrein pher dee ...
Gaana abhi bhi baj raha thā—
"Kandille Kandille..." —aur samundar ki lehrein uski taal de rahi thin.
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....Dosto , please help me in writing 
further episode ...
Kya main keval Story ko Sharda Varun pe hii rakhun ...
Yaa....
Ek do instance aur likhun on incest relationship with others characters....
Jaldi batoi .... be fast ....
Because abhi time hai otherwise main busy ho jayunga ...
Regards
further episode ...Kya main keval Story ko Sharda Varun pe hii rakhun ...
Yaa....
Ek do instance aur likhun on incest relationship with others characters....
Jaldi batoi .... be fast ....
Because abhi time hai otherwise main busy ho jayunga ...
Regards
Shaam dhalte hi shaadi ka mahol garam hone laga—ek taraf Kerala ki prominent business family, doosri taraf Bihar ke IAS-IPS relatives, aur beech mein purani mohabbatein jawan ho rahi thin.
Security tight thi—VIP movement ke liye alag entry, aur har kone mein watchful guards. Par is security ke beech bhi, kuch rishte apni haddon ko paar kar rahe the.
Ladkiyan aur aurtein bahut revealing dresses mein thin—
Kerala ke mallu style mein, blouse ke neeche choochiyan ubhar rahi thin,
saree ke pallu ne giraye huye, aur kuch to western gowns mein thin. Bihari group ki ladies ne jab dekha ki saara mahol mallu ho raha hai—to unhe apni dholak aur majeere yaad aa gaye. Ek didi ne haath uthaya—"अरे बाबू, हम भी कम नइखि… ले आवो ढोलक!"
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Bihari mahol shuru—
Dholak ki thap par ek bua ne gaana chheda—
"ननंद रानी काहें बैठी हो मुंह लटकाये,
यार मिले नहीं क्या दो चार…"
Aur fir toh jaise bajrangbali ka karz utar gaya. Ek aur didi ne taan li—
"दूल्हा आपन बूआ बेचें, आजमगढ़ में आलू बेचें,
बलिया में बोड़ा जी, दुलहा आपन बूआ बेचें, सौ रूपया जोड़ा जी!"
Ranjan Singh ki mai ne Ranjan ki mami ki taraf dekha—jaise keh rahi ho, "अरे हमार ननद है, इतना कम मिर्च से काम नहीं चलेगा!"
Aur gaana ka level badh gaya—
"दूल्हा आपन बुआ चुदावें, अपने ननिहाल में जी…"
Ab dulhe ki bua khush hui—muskura ke sooraj ki mai aur mami ko dekha, aur khud bina dholak ke gaane lagi—
"दूल्हा आपन माई चुदावे, दूल्हा आपन मामी चुदावें…"
Aur saath mein gaon ki ladkiyon ko dekha—woh bhi chalkar gaane lagi, kyunki Kanti bua isi gaon ki ladki thi.
"अंगना में चकरी अजब घुमरी, अंगना में…
दूल्हा क माई, सोमवार चुदावें, मंगलवार चुदावें,
बुध को दूल्हा खुद नंबर लगावें, दूल्हे की माई मजा ले ले चुदावें!"
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Mallu group ka reaction—
Mallu log toh bas ek doosre ko dekh rahe the—unko Bhojpuri gaaliyan samajh nahi aa rahi thin, par beat pe unke pair thirak rahe the. Kuch ne whiskey glass uthakar "Cheers!" kaha, toh kuch ne ek doosre ko dekha aur hanse. "Entha… ithu enthu pattu?" (क्या… ये क्या गाना है?)—ek mallu aunty ne apni beti se pucha. Beti ne sharmate hue kaha—"Amma, ithu Bhojpuri… valiya paattu…" (बहुत बड़ा गाना है…)
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Bar aur setting ka scene—
Bar mein log line laga ke khade the—whiskey aur beer ke glass liye, kuch toh bina line ke hi setting jama rahe the. Jawan jawan ladkiyan pee ke talli ho rahii thii aur unke cousin bhai unhain samhal rahe the unse maje le le kar ... ..
Naye londe apni mami, bua, chacheri behan, aur saaliyon ke saath share-baazi kar rahe the—kuch to sagi pe bhi nazar rakhe hue the. Ek ladka apni chacheri behan ke kaan mein kuch phusphusaya, aur woh sharm se jhuk gayi—par uska haath uske kandhe par tha, aur kabhi kabhi unki ungliyan chipke se mil rahi thin.
Middle-aged log bhi peeche nahi the—kuch uncle apni saaliyon ko ishare kar rahe the, jaise purani setting fir se yaad aa gayi ho. Ek uncle ne apni devarani (younger brother's wife) ko dekha, aur unki aankhon mein wohi chamak thi jo 20 saal pehle thi.
---
Murali aur Sharda—
Murali apne group mein tha, par uski nazar Sharda par baar baar ja rahi thi. Usne ek whiskey uthai, aur Sharda ki taraf badha—"Chetti, teri yaad aati thi America mein… bahut yaad aati thi…"—uski awaaz mein kuch aur hi tha. Sharda ne jhuk kar kaha—"Murali… ab toh tu bada aadmi ho gaya…"—par Murali ne uska haath pakda, aur bahut der tak nahi chhoda.
Varun ne yeh sab dekha—uska dil dhadak raha tha. Sharda se? Usne apna whiskey ek ghunt mein utaara, aur aage badha—"Mama, aap toh yahan apni chetti ke pyaar mein kho gaye!"—hanskar bola, par uski aankhon mein ....
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Aur kuch puraane rishte—
Dulha Ranjan ki bua (jinka pati IPS hai) apne bhai ke saath baithi thin—dono ke beech mein kuch aur hi tha. Kisine dekha toh nahi, par unka haath kabhi kabhi ek doosre ke haath ko chhoo raha tha. Ranjan ki mausi bhi apne purane prem se mili thin—woh bhi shaadi mein aaye the, aur ab dono ki aankhen mil rahi thin. Bhai Kumar ne jab kuch kaha to Ranjan kii bua Poonam ek dum Hans Padhi jaise koi purane taar chhed diye hon ...
Yeh shaadi sirf Anjali-Ranjan ki nahi, yeh saare bichhde premiyon ka mela tha—jahan rishtedaari ke naam par, kuch aur hi rishte chhup-chhup kar panaah pa rahe the.
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Gaana abhi bhi baj raha tha—
"कंदिल्ले कंदिल्ले पेन्निन सैन्यम् कंदिल्ले…"
Aur Bhojpuri gaaliyon ke saath, mallu beat, whiskey ki garmi, aur chhupi hui chaahaton ne us shaam ko ek aisa rang diya, jo koi nahi bhool sakta.
Security tight thi—VIP movement ke liye alag entry, aur har kone mein watchful guards. Par is security ke beech bhi, kuch rishte apni haddon ko paar kar rahe the.
Ladkiyan aur aurtein bahut revealing dresses mein thin—
Kerala ke mallu style mein, blouse ke neeche choochiyan ubhar rahi thin,
saree ke pallu ne giraye huye, aur kuch to western gowns mein thin. Bihari group ki ladies ne jab dekha ki saara mahol mallu ho raha hai—to unhe apni dholak aur majeere yaad aa gaye. Ek didi ne haath uthaya—"अरे बाबू, हम भी कम नइखि… ले आवो ढोलक!"
---
Bihari mahol shuru—
Dholak ki thap par ek bua ne gaana chheda—
"ननंद रानी काहें बैठी हो मुंह लटकाये,
यार मिले नहीं क्या दो चार…"
Aur fir toh jaise bajrangbali ka karz utar gaya. Ek aur didi ne taan li—
"दूल्हा आपन बूआ बेचें, आजमगढ़ में आलू बेचें,
बलिया में बोड़ा जी, दुलहा आपन बूआ बेचें, सौ रूपया जोड़ा जी!"
Ranjan Singh ki mai ne Ranjan ki mami ki taraf dekha—jaise keh rahi ho, "अरे हमार ननद है, इतना कम मिर्च से काम नहीं चलेगा!"
Aur gaana ka level badh gaya—
"दूल्हा आपन बुआ चुदावें, अपने ननिहाल में जी…"
Ab dulhe ki bua khush hui—muskura ke sooraj ki mai aur mami ko dekha, aur khud bina dholak ke gaane lagi—
"दूल्हा आपन माई चुदावे, दूल्हा आपन मामी चुदावें…"
Aur saath mein gaon ki ladkiyon ko dekha—woh bhi chalkar gaane lagi, kyunki Kanti bua isi gaon ki ladki thi.
"अंगना में चकरी अजब घुमरी, अंगना में…
दूल्हा क माई, सोमवार चुदावें, मंगलवार चुदावें,
बुध को दूल्हा खुद नंबर लगावें, दूल्हे की माई मजा ले ले चुदावें!"
---
Mallu group ka reaction—
Mallu log toh bas ek doosre ko dekh rahe the—unko Bhojpuri gaaliyan samajh nahi aa rahi thin, par beat pe unke pair thirak rahe the. Kuch ne whiskey glass uthakar "Cheers!" kaha, toh kuch ne ek doosre ko dekha aur hanse. "Entha… ithu enthu pattu?" (क्या… ये क्या गाना है?)—ek mallu aunty ne apni beti se pucha. Beti ne sharmate hue kaha—"Amma, ithu Bhojpuri… valiya paattu…" (बहुत बड़ा गाना है…)
---
Bar aur setting ka scene—
Bar mein log line laga ke khade the—whiskey aur beer ke glass liye, kuch toh bina line ke hi setting jama rahe the. Jawan jawan ladkiyan pee ke talli ho rahii thii aur unke cousin bhai unhain samhal rahe the unse maje le le kar ... ..
Naye londe apni mami, bua, chacheri behan, aur saaliyon ke saath share-baazi kar rahe the—kuch to sagi pe bhi nazar rakhe hue the. Ek ladka apni chacheri behan ke kaan mein kuch phusphusaya, aur woh sharm se jhuk gayi—par uska haath uske kandhe par tha, aur kabhi kabhi unki ungliyan chipke se mil rahi thin.
Middle-aged log bhi peeche nahi the—kuch uncle apni saaliyon ko ishare kar rahe the, jaise purani setting fir se yaad aa gayi ho. Ek uncle ne apni devarani (younger brother's wife) ko dekha, aur unki aankhon mein wohi chamak thi jo 20 saal pehle thi.
---
Murali aur Sharda—
Murali apne group mein tha, par uski nazar Sharda par baar baar ja rahi thi. Usne ek whiskey uthai, aur Sharda ki taraf badha—"Chetti, teri yaad aati thi America mein… bahut yaad aati thi…"—uski awaaz mein kuch aur hi tha. Sharda ne jhuk kar kaha—"Murali… ab toh tu bada aadmi ho gaya…"—par Murali ne uska haath pakda, aur bahut der tak nahi chhoda.
Varun ne yeh sab dekha—uska dil dhadak raha tha. Sharda se? Usne apna whiskey ek ghunt mein utaara, aur aage badha—"Mama, aap toh yahan apni chetti ke pyaar mein kho gaye!"—hanskar bola, par uski aankhon mein ....
---
Aur kuch puraane rishte—
Dulha Ranjan ki bua (jinka pati IPS hai) apne bhai ke saath baithi thin—dono ke beech mein kuch aur hi tha. Kisine dekha toh nahi, par unka haath kabhi kabhi ek doosre ke haath ko chhoo raha tha. Ranjan ki mausi bhi apne purane prem se mili thin—woh bhi shaadi mein aaye the, aur ab dono ki aankhen mil rahi thin. Bhai Kumar ne jab kuch kaha to Ranjan kii bua Poonam ek dum Hans Padhi jaise koi purane taar chhed diye hon ...
Yeh shaadi sirf Anjali-Ranjan ki nahi, yeh saare bichhde premiyon ka mela tha—jahan rishtedaari ke naam par, kuch aur hi rishte chhup-chhup kar panaah pa rahe the.
---
Gaana abhi bhi baj raha tha—
"कंदिल्ले कंदिल्ले पेन्निन सैन्यम् कंदिल्ले…"
Aur Bhojpuri gaaliyon ke saath, mallu beat, whiskey ki garmi, aur chhupi hui chaahaton ne us shaam ko ek aisa rang diya, jo koi nahi bhool sakta.
"Are… itna shor hai yahan…" —Kumar ne Poonam ke kaan mein phusphusaya, jabki chaaron taraf dholak aur Malayalam gaano ka sangam tha. "Chal, kahin shant jagah par baith kar baatein karte hain…"
Poonam ki aankhen chamak uthin—woh jaanti thi ki yeh wahi Kumar hai, jo bachpan mein uske pichhe-pichhe ghoomta tha. Usne muskura kar kaha—"Tu chal… main thodi der mein aati hoon."
Kuch hi minaton mein, Poonam ne apni saari ko sambhala aur dheere-dheere wahan se uth kar usi disha mein chal di—jahaan Kumar gaayab ho gaya tha.
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Resort ki vishaal sampatti—ek ekant samudra tata.
Koi 5-7 minute ki paidal doori par, shaadi ki roshaniyan dhundhli pad gayin. Sirf chandni aur samudra ki laharon ki aawaz thi. Poonam ne Kumar ko ek chattan par baitha paaya, jo door samandar ko nihaar raha tha.
Woh uske paas ja kar baith gayi—"Bahut dinon baad… kaisa hai tu?"
Kumar ne uski taraf dekha, aur ek lambi saans li—"Poonam… yaad hai na, hamara gaon? Woh aam ka ped, jis par hum dono chadha karte the?"
Uski aankhon mein bachpan ke din tairne lage. Flashback mein we dono das-barah saal ke the—Poonam ko usi ped ki daal par jhoolte hue dekh, Kumar use jhatka deta, woh chillati aur phir dono hanste. Ek din Poonam ne use aankh maari thi—"Kumar… mujhe tujhse pyaar hai…"—aur us din ke baad we ek-doosre ke bin reh nahi paate the. Magar gaon ki baatein, parivar ki izzat… kuch saalon baad Poonam ki shaadi ho gayi—ek IPS afsar ke saath, aur Kumar apne kaam mein kho gaya. Unke beech kabhi kuch sharirik nahi hua—sirf nirdosh chaahat aur kuch haathon ki luka-chhipi milan.
Ab is raat, inhi laharon ki aawaz ke beech, saari purani baatein taaza ho uthin.
"Poonam… main aaj bhi wahan khada hoon…" —Kumar ne dheere se uska haath apni pakad mein liya. "Tu nahi jaanti, teri shaadi ke baad main kitna toota tha…"
Poonam ki aankhen nam ho gayin. Usne apna doosra haath Kumar ke kandhe par rakh diya—"Main bhi, Kumar… par kya karte… samaj, parivar…"
Kumar ne uski thuddi uthayi, aur uski aankhon mein jhaankte hue kaha—"Lekin aaj yeh samudra, yeh raat, hamari hai…"
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Dheere-dheere uska haath uski baahon se hota hua uski peeth par aa gaya. Poonam ne apni saansein rok lin, par use roka nahi. Kumar ne uski saari ke pallu ko sarkaya, aur apni ungliyan uske blouse ke us hisse par feri, jahan se uski gori, bhari choochi ka aadha bhag jhalak raha tha.
Uski ungliyan halki-halki kaanp rahi thin—yeh unki pehli baar thi, jab we itne kareeb the. "Poonam… tere bin main adhoora tha…"—usne uske kaan mein saans bhari, aur phir dheere se uske hothon ko chum liya.
Poonam ki aankhen band ho gayin, uske haath uske baalon mein ghus gaye, aur uske hoth Kumar ke hothon par jawab de rahe the—mithi, lambi, pyaasi chumban. Uske blouse ke neeche Kumar ka haath chala gaya—usne uski nangi choochi ko apni hatheli mein bhar liya. Poonam uski chhati se sat kar ek gehri saans le baithi—"Haye… Kumar…"—jaise saare salon ki bechaini us ek chhoone mein khatam ho gayi ho.
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Usi ghane andhere mein, samudra ki laharen hi unke sangeet ka kaam kar rahi thin.
Kumar ne use dheere-dheere peeth ke bal ret par lita diya. Uski saari dheere-dheere khiski, blouse ke button khule, aur Poonam ne uski baahon mein apni saari sharam ko kho diya. Kumar ne uski pili chamdi par apni ungliyan feri, uski choochiyon ko muh mein liya—unhe choosa, dabaya, jaise we dono phir se das saal ke ho gaye hon, bina kisi dar ke.
Poonam ke haath uski peeth par tan gaye—"Ab… ab kar le… main teri hoon…"—uski aawaz ne use pagal kar diya.
Kumar ne apni pant kholi, aur dheere se uske petticoat ke naade ko sarkaya. Usne apni hatheli ko uski janghon ke beech phera—woh gili, garam aur khuli hui thi. Jab uski ungliyon ne uske bhag-choodi ko sehlaya, to Poonam puri tarah kaanp uthi—"Ahh… Kumar… ab aur nahi…"
Kumar ne apna ling uske gile dwar par rakha, aur dheere-dheere andar samaya. Woh chillai, par usne khud apna muh apne hi haath se daba liya—taaki aawaz na ho. Kumar aage-pichhe hilne laga—dheere, phir tez, phir gehra, jaise uske andar rakhi saari purani chaahat bahar nikal rahi ho.
"Poonam…"—usne uske naam ko ret aur hawa mein goonja. "Tu meri hai… bas meri…"
Poonam uski gardan ko chooste hue, uske kandhe par daant gaadte hue charam par pahunchi—uska ras Kumar ke ling par undel gaya, aur Kumar ne khud ko uske bheetar khali kar diya, uski gahrai mein ek nayi shuruaat ka beej bo diya.
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We dono ret par lete rahe—laharon ki aawaz, saanson ki garmi, aur chandni ke siva kuch nahi.
Poonam ne uske maathe par ek chumban diya—"Aaj ke baad, phir kabhi alag nahi honge…"
Kumar ne use aur kareeb kiya—"Kasam se… tu meri jaan hai…"
Aur us shaadi ki raat, ek aur gupt milan apni poornata par tha—Varun-Sharda se pehle, Kumar-Poonam ki apni kahani thi.
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Beach par baithi Poonam aur Kumar—samundar ki laharen dheere-dheere unke paaon chhoo rahi thin. Thodi der pehle hi unka milan ho chuka tha, par ab woh ek doosre ki baahon mein baithe bachpan ki baatein kar rahe the.
Kumar ne uski ungliyon ko apni ungliyon mein uljhaate hue kaha—"Poonam… yaad hai na, jab teri pehli MC aayi thi? Tu toh bilcul bachchi si lagti thi… main darr gaya tha teri haalat dekh kar."
Poonam ki aankhen chamak uthin—"Haan… main toh rone lag gayi thi. Mummy nahi thi ghar par, main akeli thi… aur tu aaya School se ."
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Flashback – kareeb 15 saal pehle, gaon ka woh garmiyon ka dopahar.
Kumar ne Poonam ko apni kothari mein baitha rote hue dekha. Woh chaar-paanch saal usse choti thi, par unki dosti itni gehri thi ki woh uska dard samajh gaya. Poonam ne apni saari ke neeche laal daag dekha—woh dar gayi, rote hue boli—"Kumar… mujhe khoon aa raha hai… main mar jaungi kya?"
Kumar ne uska haath pakda—"Nahi pagli… yeh MC hai… maine school mein padha hai. Tu dar mat. Main Amma ko bata deta hoon, ya main hi teri madad kar doon?"—woh bilkul shareef aur samajhdaar tha, lekin uska dil bhi dhadak raha tha kyunki woh jaanta tha ki ab Poonam bachchi nahi rahi.
Usne gaon ke chhoti dukaan se chupke se packet laaya—"sanitary pad". Use lekar aaya toh Poonam ne sharm se muh chhupa liya. Kumar ne use samjhaya kaise use karna hai, aur uska dhyaan rakha—"Tu kisi ko mat bata, main tere liye hoon." Us raat Poonam ne uski taraf dekha, jaise woh uska rakshak ho.
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Usi raat, kuch aur hua—jisne unke rishte ko hamesha ke liye badal diya.
Gaon mein bijli chali gayi thi. Poonam aur Kumar dono usi kothari mein khatiya par sone ko baithe the. Garmi bahut thi, Poonam ne apni choli ka naada khol diya tha taaki thodi hawa lage. Kumar so raha tha, par neend mein uska haath pasina chhod raha tha.
Achanak uski aankh khuli—chandni khatiya ke paas se guzar rahi thi. Aur tabhi, uski nazar Poonam par gayi. Uska blouse ka naada khul chuka tha, aur uski gol-gol, ubharti hui choochiyan—jasie bheegi hui kaliyan—chandni mein saaf dikh rahi thin. Woh bilkul nangi nahi thi, blouse ke andar se unki gehraai aur narmi jhalak rahi thi. Kumar ne pehli baar apni 'behan' (dost) ko is roop mein dekha—uska dil tez dhadakne laga, aur uska mann jigyasa aur avesh se bhar gaya.
Uska haath apne aap uski choochi ki taraf badha. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thin. Usne dheere se—jaise koi sapna ho—uski choochi ke upar blouse ko chhooa. Wo naram, garm aur itni bhari ke uska hosh udd gaya. Usne phir se ek baar sahla liya—jaise uska pehla ehsaas ho, aur uski jaan nikal rahi ho.
Tabhi, Poonam ki aankhen khul gayin.
"Kumar… tu… kya kar raha hai?" —uski awaaz mein neend aur gussa dono the, par woh cheekhi nahi.
Kumar ka hosh udd gaya. Woh lapak kar peeche ho gaya—"Main… main… bas dekh raha tha…"—uska muh sukh gaya. Poonam ne apna blouse sambhala, par uski aankhon mein gussa nahi tha—balki ek ajeeb si uljhan thi. Woh sharma gayi, aur muh mod kar let gayi. Thodi der baad, boli—"Kumar… aise nahi karte… main teri behan hoon…"—par uski awaaz mein dard na tha, bas ek alag si bechaini.
Kumar ne saari raat usse baat nahi ki. Par us raat, dono ke dil mein ek naya ehsaas jaag gaya—jo koi naam nahi tha, bas ek halki si tapti khwahish.
---phir yaad hai tu kaise mujhe apni choot dikha dikha ke chhidhati thi jab teri shaadi hone Wali thii ...Haan Bhaiya sab yaad hai ....aapne bas dekhii dekhii ...par kabhi maar nahii paaye ...aap IIT main Chale gaye aur main SP Saab ke saath...
Par tu khush to hai na pyari behana .... Kumar pe pyar se choomte
hue poocha ...
Kyaa khush Bhaiyya....SP saab (uska IPS pati) ...poore jile main danda ghumate rehate hain par Ghar main unka danda khada hee nahii hota .... aur dono hasne lage ...aaj barson baad lagta hai main trupt hui hun ...Lund ka jor aaj pehali baar mehasoos hua hai mujhe ...Bhaiya meri shaadi ke bees saal baad bhi meri goad Hari nahi hui hai ....mujhe gyabin kar ke bhejna ...
Kumar ne use gale se chipka ka use choomte hue ... behana tu gyabin ho gayii hogii ab tak ....
Beach par palat kar woh dono apni baahon mein aur kas gaye.
Poonam ne hanste hue kaha—"Us raat tu toh pagal ho gaya tha… aur aaj?"
Kumar ne uske hothon ko chooma—"Aaj main pagal nahi, aashiq hoon… aur aaj raat, teri woh choochiyan sirf meri hain…"
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Flashback khatam—par uska asar aaj bhi unki ragon mein dhadak raha tha.
Beach par baithi Poonam aur Kumar—flashback khatam hote hi, dono ki aankhen mili. Samundar ki laharen ab thodi shant ho gayi thin, jaise woh bhi is pal ka saakshi ban rahi thin.
Poonam ne bina kuch kahe, apna badan Kumar ki taraf moda, aur dheere se uski god mein aa kar baith gayi—uski janghein Kumar ki kamar ke dono taraf thi, aur uska chehra uske bilkul kareeb. Usne apna haath Kumar ke kandhe par rakha, aur uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha—"Kumar… ab aur kuch mat soch… bas mujhe mehsoos kar…"
Kumar ki saans tham gayi. Uske haath apne aap Poonam ki kamar par aa gaye, aur usne use apni taraf kheench liya. Poonam ki saari ab khisk chuki thi, aur uska blouse phir se khula ho gaya tha—uski bhari, nangi choochiyan Kumar ki chhati se ragad rahi thin. Kumar ne apna muh uski gardan mein daal diya, aur uske naram gosht ko choomne laga—"Poonam… tu toh aag ban gayi hai…"
Poonam ne uska sir pakda, aur apni choochi ko uske munh tak utha diya—"Le… choos le… aaj raat meri jaan le le…" Kumar ne uski choochi ko apne munh mein liya, choosa, dabaya, jaise woh uska bachpan ka doodh ho—lekin ab yeh doodh nahi, isme nasha tha. Poonam ki saans bhaari ho gayi, aur uska badan Kumar ke upar hilne laga—uski geeli choot uski jaan par ragad rahi thi.
Kumar ne apni pant khol di, aur apna khada lund bahar nikaal liya. Poonam ne apni saari aur petticoat ko ek taraf kiya, aur apni geeli choot ko Kumar ke lund ke bilkul upar rakh diya. Usne dheere se neeche baithna shuru kiya—aur Kumar ka lund uski choot ke andar samane laga.
"Ahh… Kumar…" —Poonam ki aankhen band ho gayin, aur usne apna sar pichhe jhuka liya. Kumar ne uski kamar ko pakda, aur use aur neeche dhakel diya—ab uska poora lund uski geeli, garam choot mein sama chuka tha. Poonam ne apna haath Kumar ke kandhe par rakha, aur upar-neeche hilne lagi—dheere-dheere, phir tez, jaise woh kisi jadoo mein kho gayi ho.
Kumar ne uski choochiyon ko dabate hue kaha—"Poonam… teri choot kitni garam hai… aur tu kitni geeli ho gayi hai…" —uski awaaz mein nasha tha. Poonam ne tez hilna shuru kar diya—uski janghein Kumar ki kamar ko kas rahi thin, aur uska ras Kumar ke lund par tapak raha tha.
"Kumar… main teri hoon… bas teri…" —Poonam chillai, aur usne Kumar ki gardan ko choom liya. Kumar ne uski kamar ko aur kasa, aur apne lund ko uski choot ke andar aur gehrai mein dhakel diya—"Poonam… aaj raat tu mera sukoon hai…"
Woh dono usi godi mein, usi beach par, chandni aur laharon ke beech, ek doosre mein kho gaye—Poonam upar hil rahi thi, Kumar neech se upar dhakke de raha tha. Unki saansein ek ho gayin, aur jab Poonam apne charam par pahunchi, toh usne Kumar ke kaandhe mein daant gaad diye—"Ahh… Kumar… ab…" —aur usi pal Kumar ka garam ras uski choot mein nikal aaya, dono ek saath pighal gaye.
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Woh dono usi godi mein simat gaye—Poonam ka sir Kumar ke seene par, aur Kumar ka haath uski peeth par. Laharen ab aur shant ho gayi thin, jaise woh bhi is pal ki gehraai ko samajh rahi thin.
Poonam ne dheere se kaha—"Kumar… ab nahi jaane dungi tujhe…"
Kumar ne uska maatha chuma—"Main bhi nahi jaane dunga…"
Aur us raat, samundar ki god mein, ek aur gupt rishta apni poornata par tha—Poonam aur Kumar ki mohabbat, jo saalon baad is beach par khil kar bahar aayi.
Poonam ki aankhen chamak uthin—woh jaanti thi ki yeh wahi Kumar hai, jo bachpan mein uske pichhe-pichhe ghoomta tha. Usne muskura kar kaha—"Tu chal… main thodi der mein aati hoon."
Kuch hi minaton mein, Poonam ne apni saari ko sambhala aur dheere-dheere wahan se uth kar usi disha mein chal di—jahaan Kumar gaayab ho gaya tha.
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Resort ki vishaal sampatti—ek ekant samudra tata.
Koi 5-7 minute ki paidal doori par, shaadi ki roshaniyan dhundhli pad gayin. Sirf chandni aur samudra ki laharon ki aawaz thi. Poonam ne Kumar ko ek chattan par baitha paaya, jo door samandar ko nihaar raha tha.
Woh uske paas ja kar baith gayi—"Bahut dinon baad… kaisa hai tu?"
Kumar ne uski taraf dekha, aur ek lambi saans li—"Poonam… yaad hai na, hamara gaon? Woh aam ka ped, jis par hum dono chadha karte the?"
Uski aankhon mein bachpan ke din tairne lage. Flashback mein we dono das-barah saal ke the—Poonam ko usi ped ki daal par jhoolte hue dekh, Kumar use jhatka deta, woh chillati aur phir dono hanste. Ek din Poonam ne use aankh maari thi—"Kumar… mujhe tujhse pyaar hai…"—aur us din ke baad we ek-doosre ke bin reh nahi paate the. Magar gaon ki baatein, parivar ki izzat… kuch saalon baad Poonam ki shaadi ho gayi—ek IPS afsar ke saath, aur Kumar apne kaam mein kho gaya. Unke beech kabhi kuch sharirik nahi hua—sirf nirdosh chaahat aur kuch haathon ki luka-chhipi milan.
Ab is raat, inhi laharon ki aawaz ke beech, saari purani baatein taaza ho uthin.
"Poonam… main aaj bhi wahan khada hoon…" —Kumar ne dheere se uska haath apni pakad mein liya. "Tu nahi jaanti, teri shaadi ke baad main kitna toota tha…"
Poonam ki aankhen nam ho gayin. Usne apna doosra haath Kumar ke kandhe par rakh diya—"Main bhi, Kumar… par kya karte… samaj, parivar…"
Kumar ne uski thuddi uthayi, aur uski aankhon mein jhaankte hue kaha—"Lekin aaj yeh samudra, yeh raat, hamari hai…"
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Dheere-dheere uska haath uski baahon se hota hua uski peeth par aa gaya. Poonam ne apni saansein rok lin, par use roka nahi. Kumar ne uski saari ke pallu ko sarkaya, aur apni ungliyan uske blouse ke us hisse par feri, jahan se uski gori, bhari choochi ka aadha bhag jhalak raha tha.
Uski ungliyan halki-halki kaanp rahi thin—yeh unki pehli baar thi, jab we itne kareeb the. "Poonam… tere bin main adhoora tha…"—usne uske kaan mein saans bhari, aur phir dheere se uske hothon ko chum liya.
Poonam ki aankhen band ho gayin, uske haath uske baalon mein ghus gaye, aur uske hoth Kumar ke hothon par jawab de rahe the—mithi, lambi, pyaasi chumban. Uske blouse ke neeche Kumar ka haath chala gaya—usne uski nangi choochi ko apni hatheli mein bhar liya. Poonam uski chhati se sat kar ek gehri saans le baithi—"Haye… Kumar…"—jaise saare salon ki bechaini us ek chhoone mein khatam ho gayi ho.
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Usi ghane andhere mein, samudra ki laharen hi unke sangeet ka kaam kar rahi thin.
Kumar ne use dheere-dheere peeth ke bal ret par lita diya. Uski saari dheere-dheere khiski, blouse ke button khule, aur Poonam ne uski baahon mein apni saari sharam ko kho diya. Kumar ne uski pili chamdi par apni ungliyan feri, uski choochiyon ko muh mein liya—unhe choosa, dabaya, jaise we dono phir se das saal ke ho gaye hon, bina kisi dar ke.
Poonam ke haath uski peeth par tan gaye—"Ab… ab kar le… main teri hoon…"—uski aawaz ne use pagal kar diya.
Kumar ne apni pant kholi, aur dheere se uske petticoat ke naade ko sarkaya. Usne apni hatheli ko uski janghon ke beech phera—woh gili, garam aur khuli hui thi. Jab uski ungliyon ne uske bhag-choodi ko sehlaya, to Poonam puri tarah kaanp uthi—"Ahh… Kumar… ab aur nahi…"
Kumar ne apna ling uske gile dwar par rakha, aur dheere-dheere andar samaya. Woh chillai, par usne khud apna muh apne hi haath se daba liya—taaki aawaz na ho. Kumar aage-pichhe hilne laga—dheere, phir tez, phir gehra, jaise uske andar rakhi saari purani chaahat bahar nikal rahi ho.
"Poonam…"—usne uske naam ko ret aur hawa mein goonja. "Tu meri hai… bas meri…"
Poonam uski gardan ko chooste hue, uske kandhe par daant gaadte hue charam par pahunchi—uska ras Kumar ke ling par undel gaya, aur Kumar ne khud ko uske bheetar khali kar diya, uski gahrai mein ek nayi shuruaat ka beej bo diya.
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We dono ret par lete rahe—laharon ki aawaz, saanson ki garmi, aur chandni ke siva kuch nahi.
Poonam ne uske maathe par ek chumban diya—"Aaj ke baad, phir kabhi alag nahi honge…"
Kumar ne use aur kareeb kiya—"Kasam se… tu meri jaan hai…"
Aur us shaadi ki raat, ek aur gupt milan apni poornata par tha—Varun-Sharda se pehle, Kumar-Poonam ki apni kahani thi.
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Beach par baithi Poonam aur Kumar—samundar ki laharen dheere-dheere unke paaon chhoo rahi thin. Thodi der pehle hi unka milan ho chuka tha, par ab woh ek doosre ki baahon mein baithe bachpan ki baatein kar rahe the.
Kumar ne uski ungliyon ko apni ungliyon mein uljhaate hue kaha—"Poonam… yaad hai na, jab teri pehli MC aayi thi? Tu toh bilcul bachchi si lagti thi… main darr gaya tha teri haalat dekh kar."
Poonam ki aankhen chamak uthin—"Haan… main toh rone lag gayi thi. Mummy nahi thi ghar par, main akeli thi… aur tu aaya School se ."
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Flashback – kareeb 15 saal pehle, gaon ka woh garmiyon ka dopahar.
Kumar ne Poonam ko apni kothari mein baitha rote hue dekha. Woh chaar-paanch saal usse choti thi, par unki dosti itni gehri thi ki woh uska dard samajh gaya. Poonam ne apni saari ke neeche laal daag dekha—woh dar gayi, rote hue boli—"Kumar… mujhe khoon aa raha hai… main mar jaungi kya?"
Kumar ne uska haath pakda—"Nahi pagli… yeh MC hai… maine school mein padha hai. Tu dar mat. Main Amma ko bata deta hoon, ya main hi teri madad kar doon?"—woh bilkul shareef aur samajhdaar tha, lekin uska dil bhi dhadak raha tha kyunki woh jaanta tha ki ab Poonam bachchi nahi rahi.
Usne gaon ke chhoti dukaan se chupke se packet laaya—"sanitary pad". Use lekar aaya toh Poonam ne sharm se muh chhupa liya. Kumar ne use samjhaya kaise use karna hai, aur uska dhyaan rakha—"Tu kisi ko mat bata, main tere liye hoon." Us raat Poonam ne uski taraf dekha, jaise woh uska rakshak ho.
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Usi raat, kuch aur hua—jisne unke rishte ko hamesha ke liye badal diya.
Gaon mein bijli chali gayi thi. Poonam aur Kumar dono usi kothari mein khatiya par sone ko baithe the. Garmi bahut thi, Poonam ne apni choli ka naada khol diya tha taaki thodi hawa lage. Kumar so raha tha, par neend mein uska haath pasina chhod raha tha.
Achanak uski aankh khuli—chandni khatiya ke paas se guzar rahi thi. Aur tabhi, uski nazar Poonam par gayi. Uska blouse ka naada khul chuka tha, aur uski gol-gol, ubharti hui choochiyan—jasie bheegi hui kaliyan—chandni mein saaf dikh rahi thin. Woh bilkul nangi nahi thi, blouse ke andar se unki gehraai aur narmi jhalak rahi thi. Kumar ne pehli baar apni 'behan' (dost) ko is roop mein dekha—uska dil tez dhadakne laga, aur uska mann jigyasa aur avesh se bhar gaya.
Uska haath apne aap uski choochi ki taraf badha. Uski ungliyan kaanp rahi thin. Usne dheere se—jaise koi sapna ho—uski choochi ke upar blouse ko chhooa. Wo naram, garm aur itni bhari ke uska hosh udd gaya. Usne phir se ek baar sahla liya—jaise uska pehla ehsaas ho, aur uski jaan nikal rahi ho.
Tabhi, Poonam ki aankhen khul gayin.
"Kumar… tu… kya kar raha hai?" —uski awaaz mein neend aur gussa dono the, par woh cheekhi nahi.
Kumar ka hosh udd gaya. Woh lapak kar peeche ho gaya—"Main… main… bas dekh raha tha…"—uska muh sukh gaya. Poonam ne apna blouse sambhala, par uski aankhon mein gussa nahi tha—balki ek ajeeb si uljhan thi. Woh sharma gayi, aur muh mod kar let gayi. Thodi der baad, boli—"Kumar… aise nahi karte… main teri behan hoon…"—par uski awaaz mein dard na tha, bas ek alag si bechaini.
Kumar ne saari raat usse baat nahi ki. Par us raat, dono ke dil mein ek naya ehsaas jaag gaya—jo koi naam nahi tha, bas ek halki si tapti khwahish.
---phir yaad hai tu kaise mujhe apni choot dikha dikha ke chhidhati thi jab teri shaadi hone Wali thii ...Haan Bhaiya sab yaad hai ....aapne bas dekhii dekhii ...par kabhi maar nahii paaye ...aap IIT main Chale gaye aur main SP Saab ke saath...
Par tu khush to hai na pyari behana .... Kumar pe pyar se choomte
hue poocha ...Kyaa khush Bhaiyya....SP saab (uska IPS pati) ...poore jile main danda ghumate rehate hain par Ghar main unka danda khada hee nahii hota .... aur dono hasne lage ...aaj barson baad lagta hai main trupt hui hun ...Lund ka jor aaj pehali baar mehasoos hua hai mujhe ...Bhaiya meri shaadi ke bees saal baad bhi meri goad Hari nahi hui hai ....mujhe gyabin kar ke bhejna ...
Kumar ne use gale se chipka ka use choomte hue ... behana tu gyabin ho gayii hogii ab tak ....
Beach par palat kar woh dono apni baahon mein aur kas gaye.
Poonam ne hanste hue kaha—"Us raat tu toh pagal ho gaya tha… aur aaj?"
Kumar ne uske hothon ko chooma—"Aaj main pagal nahi, aashiq hoon… aur aaj raat, teri woh choochiyan sirf meri hain…"
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Flashback khatam—par uska asar aaj bhi unki ragon mein dhadak raha tha.
Beach par baithi Poonam aur Kumar—flashback khatam hote hi, dono ki aankhen mili. Samundar ki laharen ab thodi shant ho gayi thin, jaise woh bhi is pal ka saakshi ban rahi thin.
Poonam ne bina kuch kahe, apna badan Kumar ki taraf moda, aur dheere se uski god mein aa kar baith gayi—uski janghein Kumar ki kamar ke dono taraf thi, aur uska chehra uske bilkul kareeb. Usne apna haath Kumar ke kandhe par rakha, aur uski aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha—"Kumar… ab aur kuch mat soch… bas mujhe mehsoos kar…"
Kumar ki saans tham gayi. Uske haath apne aap Poonam ki kamar par aa gaye, aur usne use apni taraf kheench liya. Poonam ki saari ab khisk chuki thi, aur uska blouse phir se khula ho gaya tha—uski bhari, nangi choochiyan Kumar ki chhati se ragad rahi thin. Kumar ne apna muh uski gardan mein daal diya, aur uske naram gosht ko choomne laga—"Poonam… tu toh aag ban gayi hai…"
Poonam ne uska sir pakda, aur apni choochi ko uske munh tak utha diya—"Le… choos le… aaj raat meri jaan le le…" Kumar ne uski choochi ko apne munh mein liya, choosa, dabaya, jaise woh uska bachpan ka doodh ho—lekin ab yeh doodh nahi, isme nasha tha. Poonam ki saans bhaari ho gayi, aur uska badan Kumar ke upar hilne laga—uski geeli choot uski jaan par ragad rahi thi.
Kumar ne apni pant khol di, aur apna khada lund bahar nikaal liya. Poonam ne apni saari aur petticoat ko ek taraf kiya, aur apni geeli choot ko Kumar ke lund ke bilkul upar rakh diya. Usne dheere se neeche baithna shuru kiya—aur Kumar ka lund uski choot ke andar samane laga.
"Ahh… Kumar…" —Poonam ki aankhen band ho gayin, aur usne apna sar pichhe jhuka liya. Kumar ne uski kamar ko pakda, aur use aur neeche dhakel diya—ab uska poora lund uski geeli, garam choot mein sama chuka tha. Poonam ne apna haath Kumar ke kandhe par rakha, aur upar-neeche hilne lagi—dheere-dheere, phir tez, jaise woh kisi jadoo mein kho gayi ho.
Kumar ne uski choochiyon ko dabate hue kaha—"Poonam… teri choot kitni garam hai… aur tu kitni geeli ho gayi hai…" —uski awaaz mein nasha tha. Poonam ne tez hilna shuru kar diya—uski janghein Kumar ki kamar ko kas rahi thin, aur uska ras Kumar ke lund par tapak raha tha.
"Kumar… main teri hoon… bas teri…" —Poonam chillai, aur usne Kumar ki gardan ko choom liya. Kumar ne uski kamar ko aur kasa, aur apne lund ko uski choot ke andar aur gehrai mein dhakel diya—"Poonam… aaj raat tu mera sukoon hai…"
Woh dono usi godi mein, usi beach par, chandni aur laharon ke beech, ek doosre mein kho gaye—Poonam upar hil rahi thi, Kumar neech se upar dhakke de raha tha. Unki saansein ek ho gayin, aur jab Poonam apne charam par pahunchi, toh usne Kumar ke kaandhe mein daant gaad diye—"Ahh… Kumar… ab…" —aur usi pal Kumar ka garam ras uski choot mein nikal aaya, dono ek saath pighal gaye.
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Woh dono usi godi mein simat gaye—Poonam ka sir Kumar ke seene par, aur Kumar ka haath uski peeth par. Laharen ab aur shant ho gayi thin, jaise woh bhi is pal ki gehraai ko samajh rahi thin.
Poonam ne dheere se kaha—"Kumar… ab nahi jaane dungi tujhe…"
Kumar ne uska maatha chuma—"Main bhi nahi jaane dunga…"
क्या हुआ जो मेरे होठों ने तेरे होठों को चूम लिया
बोल तो रहा हूं बदला ले ले मेरी प्यारी बहन.!!....
बोल तो रहा हूं बदला ले ले मेरी प्यारी बहन.!!....
Aur us raat, samundar ki god mein, ek aur gupt rishta apni poornata par tha—Poonam aur Kumar ki mohabbat, jo saalon baad is beach par khil kar bahar aayi.
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