Adultery Mera Ghar
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Huma karib 10 baje uthi.
Woh bedroom se bahar aayi toh uski aankhein abhi bhi neend se bhari hui thi. Nighty ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche halke se latak rahe the. Wo seedha kitchen ki taraf gayi.
Pawan already nashta bana raha tha. Usne chai ka paani chadhaya hua tha aur do plate mein bread toast kar raha tha. Huma andar aate hi muskurayi aur boli,
“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Chai toh main bana deti.”
Pawan ne turant sar jhukaya aur dheere se bola,
“Nahi Didi… aap aaram karo. Main bana deta hoon. Aap baitho.”
Huma kitchen ke counter pe takiya laga kar baith gayi. Uski nighty ke patle kapde mein uski choochiyan counter ke kinare se halke se dab rahi thi. Pawan chai chhan raha tha, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Huma ki taraf ja rahi thi – uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, aur woh naram jism.
Huma ne ek lambe saans li aur boli,
“Pawan, kal raat acche se soye? Naya kamra hai, koi dikkat toh nahi hui na?”
Pawan ne chai ka cup uske saamne rakhte hue jawab diya,
“Nahi Didi. Yeh kamra bahut saaf aur shant hai. Aap logon ka bahut shukriya.”
Huma ne cup uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir muskurate hue boli,
“Accha laga sun kar. Ab se yahin ghar samajh ke rehna. Koi bhi cheez chahiye toh bata dena.”
Pawan ne sirf “Ji Didi” kaha aur toast ki plate uske saamne rakh di. Jab woh plate rakh raha tha, uski ungliyan thodi der ke liye Huma ke haath ke paas ruk gayi. Woh jhat se haath hata liya.
Huma ne toast uthaya aur khaane lagi. Pawan khade-khade hi apna toast kha raha tha. Dono mein kuch der chuppi chha gayi. Sirf spoon aur cup ki halki awaazein aa rahi thi.
Tabhi Huma ne pucha,
“Ghar walon ko phone kiya? Bata diya ki yahan shift ho gaye ho?”
Pawan ne thoda sharma kar bola,
“Haan Didi… subah hi bata diya. Maa bahut khush hui. Bol rahi thi ki ab paise zyada bhej sakunga.”
Huma ne sar hilaya aur dheere se boli,
“Bahut accha. Tum mehnat karte ho, isliye sab theek ho jaayega.”
Pawan ne kuch nahi bola, sirf muskuraya. Lekin uski aankhein Huma ke choochiyon pe ek pal ke liye atak gayi. Huma ne notice nahi kiya. Woh apna toast kha rahi thi aur baal peeche kar rahi thi.
Kitchen ke counter pe dono bilkul paas-paas the. Huma ki nighty ke andar se uski chut ki halki si gandh abhi bhi aa rahi thi kyuki usne abhi panty nahi pehni thi. Pawan ko yeh khushboo zaroor mehsoos ho rahi thi, kyuki usne do baar apni naak ko chhua.
Nashta khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur boli,
“Main nahaane ja rahi hoon. Tum drawing room saaf kar dena.”
Pawan ne sar hilaya, “Ji Didi.”
Huma bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate waqt uski gaand nighty ke andar dheere se hil rahi thi.
Pawan kitchen mein khada tha. Usne apne haathon ko phir se sungha – wohi khushboo abhi bhi ungliyon pe thi jo subah panty se lagi thi. Usne aankhein band ki aur ek gehri saans li.
Phir woh dheere se apne kamre mein gaya, darwaza band kiya aur pillow ke neeche haath daala. Pink panty abhi bhi wahi thi. Usne use bahar nikala, naak pe lagaya aur dheere se sunghne laga.
Huma naha kar bahar aayi toh uske baal abhi bhi geele the. Woh light green salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jismein kameez thodi tight hoti hai aur dupatta bilkul patla. Nahaane ke baad uska doodhiya rang aur bhi chamak raha tha. Chehre pe thodi si laali thi aur gulabi hont chamak rahe the.
Woh drawing room mein aayi. Pawan floor pochh raha tha. Jab Huma andar aayi, Pawan ne turant uth kar khade ho gaye aur dheere se bola,
“Didi… aap aa gayi. Chai bana doon kya?”
Huma muskurayi aur sofa pe baith gayi.
“Nahi Pawan, abhi nahi. Thoda baad mein. Tum apna kaam khatam kar lo.”
Pawan ne sar hilaya aur phir se pochha lene laga. Lekin uski nazar baar-baar Huma ki taraf ja rahi thi. Jab Huma ne apna geela baal peeche kiya, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar halke se hil gaye. Pawan ki aankhein ek pal ke liye wahin atak gayi.
Huma ne mobile uthaya aur kuch dekhne lagi. Pawan ne pochha pura kiya aur phir kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Thodi der baad woh ek glass thanda paani le kar aaya aur Huma ke saamne rakh diya.
“Didi… paani.”
Huma ne glass uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir usne pucha,
“Pawan, tumhe koi pasandida khana hai? Main dopahar mein woh bana dungi.”
Pawan sharma kar bola,
“Didi… jo aap bana dengi wohi accha lagega. Main sab kha leta hoon.”
Huma hans di,
“Arre aise kaise? Batao na. Ghar mein kya ban-ta tha?”
Pawan ne thoda socha aur dheere se bola,
“Ghar mein maa aloo ke paranthe banati thi… bahut accha lagta tha.”
Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi,
“Toh aaj dopahar mein aloo ke paranthe banaungi. Tum sirf sabziyan saaf kar dena.”
Pawan ne khushi se sar hilaya, “Ji Didi… main abhi sabziyan saaf kar deta hoon.”
Woh kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma sofa pe let gayi aur mobile pe kuch dekhne lagi. Uske pair thode se upar uth gaye the, jisse salwar ki patli cloth mein uski jaangein ka shape saaf dikhai de raha tha.
Pawan kitchen se baar-baar drawing room ki taraf jhaank raha tha. Jab bhi Huma baal peeche karti ya pair hilaati, uski nazar wahan chali jaati.
Dopahar ke 12 baje ke aas-paas Huma kitchen mein aayi. Pawan sabziyan saaf kar chuka tha. Huma ne aata gundha aur aloo ke paranthe banana shuru kar diya. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha, belan se rotiyan bel raha tha.
Dono bilkul paas-paas the.
Huma jab aage jhukti thi toh uske bade chooche counter pe halke se dab jaate the. Pawan ki saansein thodi tez ho rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi uski baah Huma ki baah se chhoo jaati thi, lekin woh turant haath hata leta.
Huma ne ek paratha pakate hue pucha,
“Pawan, tumhari umar toh sirf 22 hai na? Itni chhoti umar mein itna door aakar kaam kar rahe ho… mann nahi karta ghar wapas jaane ka?”
Pawan ne dheere se jawab diya,
“Didi… ghar toh mann karta hai, lekin paise ki zarurat hai. Chhote bhai-behen ko padhana hai.”
Huma ne sar hilaya aur dheere se boli,
“Bahut acche ladka ho tum. Upar waala tumhari madad karega.”
Paranthe ban kar ready hue. Huma ne plate mein rakhe aur boli,
“Chalo, ab khate hain. Tum bhi baitho.”
Dono dining table pe baith gaye. Huma ne ek garam paratha Pawan ke plate mein rakha. Jab woh jhuk kar rakhi thi, uske chooche Pawan ke bilkul saamne the. Pawan ne aankhein neeche kar li, lekin uski naak mein Huma ki nahaane ke baad wali khushboo aa rahi thi.Khate waqt dono chup the.
Shaam ke time main ghar aaya aur darwaza khola to..
Ghar mein halki si khane ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Hall bilkul saaf tha, floor chamak raha tha. Sofa pe Huma baithi thi, uske haathon mein mobile tha.woh wohi light green salwar suit mein thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche utar kar uske kandhe pe latak raha tha. Uske bade chooche kameez ke andar dheere se saans ke saath hil rahe the.
Mujhe dekh kar woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Aa gaye? Bahut thak gaye lag rahe ho aaj.”
Main bag side mein rakh kar uske paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya aur dheere se poocha,
“Chai pioge?”
“Haan… bana do,” maine kaha.
Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur dheere se bola,
“Ji sahab… aap aa gaye.”
Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi woh purana dar sa tha, lekin chehra thoda relaxed lag raha tha. Usne mujhe paani ka glass diya aur kitchen mein wapas chala gaya.
Huma ne dheere se kaha,
“Aaj dopahar mein maine aloo ke paranthe banaye the. Pawan ne bahut tareef ki. Bol raha tha ki maa bhi aise hi banati thi.”
Main sir hilaya aur muskurane ki koshish ki.
Andar se dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Camera pe jo kuch dekha tha – Huma ka kitchen mein jhukna, Pawan ka paas khade rehna, unki baatein – sab kuch ab mere dimaag mein ghum raha tha.
Pawan ne raat ka khana lagaya – dal, chawal aur bhindi ki sabzi. Hum teeno ek saath table pe baith kar khane lage. Pawan bilkul chup tha, sirf jab Huma kuch puchti tab dheere se jawab deta.
Huma ne ek baar paratha tod kar Pawan ke plate mein rakha aur boli,
“Le Pawan, aur le lo. Tum bahut kam kha rahe ho.”
Pawan ne sharma kar bola,
“Bas ho gaya Didi… aap log kha lo.”
Khane ke baad Pawan ne sab bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein dhone laga. Huma mere paas aa kar sofa pe let gayi aur mere kandhe pe sir rakh diya. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.
Main uske baal mein haath fer raha tha. Uske bade chooche mere biceps se ragad rahe the.
Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur bola,
“Didi, sahab… sab saaf kar diya hai. Ab main apne kamre mein jaaun?”
Huma ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Haan Pawan, jaao. Aaram karo. Kal subah nashta tum hi bana dena.”
Pawan ne namaste ki aur apne kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza band hone ki halki awaaz aayi.Huma mere seene se aur chipak gayi.
Woh mere kaan mein dheere se boli,
“Aaj raat mann kar raha hai… pyar karo na.”
Main usko gale lagaya, lekin mera dimaag kahin aur tha.
Huma ne mere hont pe chumma liya aur dheere se boli,
“Chalo bedroom chalte hain.”
Main uske saath utha, lekin andar se ek gehri bechaini aur garam excitement tha.
Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar gehri neend mein so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere aur garam chal rahi thi. Pink nighty ke andar uske bade bade chooche mere side se halke se dab rahe the. Main usko dheere se alag kiya, utha aur bedroom ka darwaza dheere se band kar diya.
Hall mein lights off thi. Main sofa pe baith gaya, phone nikala aur camera ka app khola.
Main teesre camera pe zoom kiya.
Andar halki si table lamp jal rahi thi.
Pawan bed pe baitha tha. Lungi upar sarak gayi thi. Uski patli kaali taangein faili hui thi. Uske haath mein wohi pink panty thi – jo maine subah uske pillow ke neeche rakhi thi.
Uff… kya nazara tha.
Pawan panty ko dono haathon mein pakde hue tha. Pehle usne use naak pe lagaya aur gehri saans li. Aankhein band, chehra thoda upar ki taraf. Phir usne panty ko apne muh pe rakh liya aur choomne laga. Uske honth panty ke us hisse pe the jahan Huma ki chut ka nishaan tha.
Uske shareer mein ek current daud gaya.
Phir usne lungi ko poora upar kar diya.
Maine pehli baar dekha… uska lund.
Bahut mota tha. Aur lamba bhi – kam se kam 8 inch se zyada. Bilkul kaala, mota saanp jaisa, upar ki taraf thoda jhuka hua. Uske upar ki chamdi pehle se hi peeche thi aur supara chamak raha tha. Neeche bade-bade gol ande latak rahe the, kaale aur bhare hue.
Pawan ne ek haath se apna lund pakda. Woh itna mota tha ki uski ungliyan poori tarah nahi ghir rahi thi. Usne dheere se upar-neeche hilana shuru kiya. Dusre haath mein Huma ki panty thi – usko naak pe ragadte hue, kabhi muh mein daal kar chooste hue.
Uski saansein tez ho rahi thi.
Lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha. Uske haath ki raftaar badh rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi woh panty ko apne lund pe ragadta, phir phir se naak pe le jaata.
Maine phone ko tightly pakad liya. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki lag raha tha bahar tak awaaz jaayegi.
Uski aankhein band thi. Honth halke se khule the. Kabhi-kabhi uske muh se halki si siski nikal rahi thi – “Uhhh… Didi…”
Maine apni saans rok li.
Pawan ki raftaar aur tez ho gayi. Uska mota lund haath mein chhota lag raha tha. Upar se paani ki boondein nikalne lagi thi. Woh panty ko apne lund ke supare pe ragad raha tha, jaise Huma ki chut ko chhoo raha ho.
Phir uska shareer akad gaya.
Uski taangein seedhi ho gayi. Usne panty ko tightly muh pe daba liya aur zor se jhad gaya.
Ek… do… teen bade-bade jhatke.
Kaala lund se safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla Huma ki panty pe gira, doosra uske pet pe, teesra uski taang pe. Bahut saara tha… gaadha bilkul..
Pawan thak kar peeche gir gaya. Saansein bahut tez chal rahi thi. Usne panty ko apne pet pe rakha aur usmein apna maal pochhta raha. Phir usne use fold karke wapas pillow ke neeche rakh diya – ab woh panty uske maal se bheeg chuki thi.
Main phone band karke sofa pe let gaya.
Haathon mein paseena tha. Lund meri pant ke andar poora khada tha.
Guilt bhi ho raha tha..
Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki main wahan sofa pe hi baitha raha… aankhein band kiye… aur baar-baar wohi nazara aankhon ke saamne aa raha tha – Pawan ka woh mota, kaala, lamba lund… Huma ki panty ke sath.
Subah ke 7:30 baje alarm baja.
Main bed pe let kar aankhein kholte hi raat wala scene yaad aa gaya. Pawan ka woh mota kaala lund, Huma ki panty muh mein daba kar muth maarna… woh sab kuch itna saaf dimaag mein ghum raha tha ki lund turant halka sa khada hone laga.
Huma abhi bhi soyi hui thi. Uski nighty upar sarak gayi thi aur ek taang meri taraf thi. Uske bade dudhiya chooche dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Main usko dekhta raha kuch der, phir dheere se uth gaya.
Bathroom se fresh hokar kapde pehne. Office bag taiyar kiya.
Jaate waqt maine Huma ke maathe pe halka sa chumma liya. Woh halke se karwat badal kar phir so gayi.
Hall mein Pawan already uth chuka tha. Woh kitchen mein chai bana raha tha. Usne mujhe dekhte hi dheere se bola,
“Namaste sahab… chai ready hai.”
Main ne cup liya aur ek sip liya. Pawan ka chehra aaj thoda alag lag raha tha – aankhein thodi si neeche ki taraf, lekin chehre pe ek chhupi hui khushi thi. Uski chal mein bhi ek alag si dheemi jaldi thi.
Main ne normal awaaz mein pucha,
“Raat ko acche so soye Pawan?”
Usne jhat se sar hilaya,
“Ji sahab… bahut accha soya.”
Lekin main jaanta tha – raat ko usne kitna accha “soya” tha. Uske pillow ke neeche abhi bhi Huma ki panty thi, ab uske apne maal se bheeg chuki.
Pawan ne toast bana kar plate mein rakha. Tabhi Huma bedroom se bahar aayi. Aaj woh yellow salwar suit mein thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Baal abhi bhi thode geele the nahaane ke baad.
“Didi… namaste,” Pawan ne dheere se kaha.
Huma muskurayi,
“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Bahut mehnati ho tum.”
Woh kitchen ke counter pe baith gayi. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha. Jab Huma ne aage jhuk kar cup liya, uske chooche counter ke kinare se halke se dab gaye. Pawan ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahin ruk gayi, phir turant neeche kar li.
Main un dono ko dekhta raha.
Dono bilkul paas-paas the.
Main ne apna cup khatam kiya aur bola,
“Main office chalta hoon. Aaj thoda late ho sakta hoon.”
Huma ne mere taraf dekha aur muskurate hue boli,
“Theek hai jaan. Khayal rakhna.”
Main darwaze ki taraf badha. Peeche mud kar dekha – Huma counter pe baithi thi aur Pawan uske bilkul paas khada tha, uske haath mein belan tha. Huma kuch bol rahi thi aur hans rahi thi. Pawan bhi halke se muskuraya.
Darwaza band karte waqt mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Ab ghar mein sirf yeh dono the.
Dopahar ke time main office ke cabin mein baitha tha.
Kaam bilkul mann nahi lag raha tha. Maine phone nikala aur camera app khola..Hall ka camera live tha, lekin khali. Phir kitchen ka camera khola.
Dono wahan the.
Huma aur Pawan dining table pe baith kar khana kha rahe the.
Huma light yellow salwar suit mein thi. Dupatta ko usne achhe se lapet liya tha, lekin kameez thodi tight hone ki wajah se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Jab woh jhuk kar roti todti thi, chooche aur bhi zor se dab jaate the aur shape bilkul saaf dikhta tha.
Pawan uske bilkul saamne baitha tha. Usne apni plate mein dal-chawal liya hua tha. Haath se roti tod raha tha, lekin uski aankhein baar-baar Huma ke choochiyon pe atak ja rahi thi.
Huma ne ek roti tod kar apne muh mein rakhi aur dheere se boli,
“Pawan, aaj ki sabzi kaise bani hai? Namak theek hai na?”
Pawan ne turant nazar hata li aur sar hilaya,
“Bahut acchi bani hai Didi… bilkul perfect.”
Lekin bolte waqt uski aankhein phir se Huma ke choochiyon pe chali gayi. Huma ne dupatta thoda sa adjust kiya, lekin woh itna patla tha ki choochiyon ka ubhaar chhup nahi raha tha. Jab Huma ne haath upar kiya aur baal peeche kiye, dono chooche ek saath upar uth gaye aur dheere se hil gaye.
Pawan ki roti haath mein ruk gayi.
Uski aankhein phaili hui thi. Woh ek lambe pal tak dekhta raha – Huma ke bade, gol, doodhiye chooche. Phir jaise hosh aaya, usne jhat se nazar neeche kar li aur roti muh mein daal li.
Huma ko kuch pata nahi tha. Woh khana kha rahi thi aur baat kar rahi thi,
“Kal main soch rahi thi… tumhe naye kapde dilwa doon. Yeh wale bahut purane lag rahe hain. Kya kehte ho?”
Pawan ne muh bhara hua tha, phir bhi dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki marzi. Lekin aap already bahut kuch de rahi hain.”
Huma hans di. Jab woh hans rahi thi, uske chooche zor-zor se hil rahe the. Pawan ki aankhein phir se wahin chali gayi. Is baar woh thoda zyada der tak dekhta raha. Uski gardan halki si laal ho gayi thi. Usne apni taang table ke neeche hila di..
Huma ne apni plate se ek tukda roti uthaya aur Pawan ki plate mein rakh di,
“Le, aur kha lo. Tum bahut kam kha rahe ho.”
Jab woh aage jhuki, uske bade chooche table ke kinare se dab gaye aur ek gehra cleavage saaf dikhai diya. Pawan ke muh ka tukda ruk gaya. Uski aankhein seedhe us cleavage mein thi. Usne gehri saans li, lekin bahar se kuch nahi bola.
Huma ne kuch nahi notice kiya. Woh apna khana khati rahi aur baat karti rahi –
Pawan sirf sar hilata raha aur haan-mein-haan bharta raha. Lekin har baar jab Huma jhukti ya haath uthati, uski nazar uske choochiyon pe chali jaati. Uska chehra ab thoda garam lag raha tha.
Khana khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur boli,
“Main thodi der let jaati hoon. Tum bartan dhone ke baad aaram kar lena.”
Pawan ne uth kar plate uthayi aur dheere se bola,
“Ji Didi.”
Huma bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate waqt uski gaand salwar ke andar dheere se hil rahi thi. Pawan kitchen sink pe khada tha, lekin uski aankhein Huma ke peeche tak lagi rahi.
Main phone ko tightly pakde hue tha.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Pawan ab khule aam Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoor raha tha… aur Huma ko kuch bhi pata nahi tha.
Maine camera band kiya aur chair pe peeche let gaya.
Andar se ek alaf sa maza aa raha tha.
Dopahar ke 3 baje main office mein baitha tha.
Maine phir se phone uthaya aur camera app khola.
Huma sofa pe leti hui thi. Usne apna dupatta utaar diya tha aur salwar suit ki kameez ke upar se ek patla sa chadar odh liya tha. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin poori neend mein nahi thi – kabhi-kabhi haath se baal sahla rahi thi.
Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya. Usne haathon ko achhe se dhoya tha. Woh thoda der hall ke darwaze pe khada raha, Huma ko dekhta raha. Phir dheere se andar aaya aur sofa ke paas floor pe baith gaya. Usne apna mobile nikala, lekin uski nazar mobile pe nahi thi.
Huma ne aankhein kholi aur halke se muskurayi,
“Pawan… tum bhi thak gaye hoge na? Sofa pe baith jao, zameen pe mat baitho.”
Pawan ne sharma kar sar hilaya,
“Nahi Didi… main yahin theek hoon.”
Lekin Huma ne zor diya,
“Arre baitho na. Ghar hai, koi baat nahi.”
Pawan utha aur sofa ke dusre kinare pe baith gaya – Huma se thoda door, lekin itna paas ki agar haath badhaye toh chhoo sakta tha. Huma ne phir aankhein band kar li.
Pawan baith kar Huma ko dekhta raha.
Uski nazar dheere-dheere Huma ke choochiyon pe chali gayi. Salwar suit ki kameez mein se dono bade gol chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Jab Huma saans leti thi, woh dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Pawan ki aankhein bilkul wahin atak gayi thi.
Woh bahut dheere se apni taang hila raha tha. Uske haath ghutne pe the, ungliyan dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Chehra thoda laal ho chuka tha. Usne ek baar apni gardan ko chhua, jaise garmi lag rahi ho.
Huma ne karwat badli. Uski ek taang thodi si upar uth gayi, salwar ki cloth tight ho gayi aur uski jaangh ka shape saaf dikhai diya. Pawan ki saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Usne gehri saans li aur phir se Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorne laga.
Thodi der baad Huma ne aankhein kholi aur pucha,
“Pawan… tumhe neend nahi aa rahi kya?”
Pawan jhat se nazar hata kar bola,
“Nahi Didi… bas aise hi baitha hoon.”
Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Toh tum bhi let jao. Dopahar mein thoda aaram kar liya karo.”
Pawan ne kuch nahi bola, sirf sar hilaya. Woh sofa pe hi baitha raha, lekin ab uski body thodi si tight ho gayi thi. Uski nazar baar-baar Huma ke jism pe ja rahi thi – choochiyon se le kar uski kamar aur jaanghon tak.
Huma ne phir aankhein band kar li.
Pawan ne dheere se apna haath apni taang ke andar ki taraf le gaya aur halke se daba diya.Main screen pe yeh sab dekh raha tha.
Maine phone ko side pe rakh diya aur aankhein band kar li.
Ghar mein dopahar ki garmi dheere-dheere badh rahi thi… aur kuch aur bhi badh raha tha, jo abhi sirf nazron mein hi tha.
Shaam hone wali thi… aur main jaldi se ghar lautna chahta tha
Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi ghar mein halki si khushboo thi .. Sofa pe Huma baithi thi, uske haathon mein ek magazine tha. Aaj woh yellow salwar suit mein hi thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche utar kar uske god mein pada tha.
Mujhe dekh kar woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Jaldi aa gaye aaj? Office mein kaam kam tha kya?”
Main bag side mein rakh kar uske paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya. Uski ungliyan garam thi. Maine dheere se pucha,
“Din kaisa tha?”
Huma ne magazine band kiya aur boli,
“Theek tha. Dopahar mein thodi der leti rahi. Pawan ne bartan saaf kiye, phir floor pochha. Bahut mehnat karta hai woh.”
Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya.
“Namaste sahab… paani laaun?”
Main ne sir hilaya. Pawan glass le kar aaya aur table pe rakh diya. Jab woh jhuk kar glass rakh raha tha, uski nazar ek pal ke liye Huma ke choochiyon pe gayi. Huma ne notice nahi kiya, lekin maine dekh liya.
Pawan kitchen mein wapas chala gaya. Huma mere kandhe pe sir rakh kar boli,
“Aaj dopahar mein Pawan ne kaha ki uske ghar walon ne phone kiya tha. Woh bahut khush hai yahan reh kar. Bol raha tha ki ab usko ghar ki yaad kam aa rahi hai.”
Main chup raha. Dil mein woh dopahar wala scene ghum raha tha – Pawan sofa pe baitha Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorta hua.
Thodi der baad Pawan ne raat ka khana lagaya . Hum teeno table pe baith gaye. Huma beech mein baithi thi, main ek taraf aur Pawan dusri taraf.
Khate waqt Huma ne baat shuru ki,
“Pawan, kal main bazaar jaungi kuch kapde lene. Tum bhi chalo, tumhare liye bhi ek shirt aur pant le lenge.”
Pawan ne roti muh mein rakhte hue dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki marzi. Lekin mujhe kya chahiye, aap hi dekh lena.”
Huma hans di. Jab woh hans rahi thi, uske chooche kameez ke andar halke se hil gaye. Pawan ki nazar turant wahin chali gayi. Usne jhat se nazar hata li aur roti todne laga, lekin uski ungliyan thodi si kaanp rahi thi.
Main sab dekh raha tha.
Khane ke baad Pawan ne bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma mere paas aa kar let gayi. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.
Woh dheere se boli,
“Imran… lag raha hai ab ghar poora ho gaya hai. Pawan ke saath ek chhota bhai jaisa feel hota hai.”
Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se soch raha tha – bhai?
Jo dopahar mein uske choochiyon ko us tarah ghoor raha tha?
Pawan apne kamre mein chala gaya.
Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur boli,
“Chalo so jaate hain. Thak gaye honge tum.”
Hum bedroom mein aaye. Huma ne salwar suit utaar kar nighty pehen li. Uske bade chooche nighty ke patle kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh mere paas let gayi aur mere seene se lag gayi.
Main usko gale lagaye hue tha, lekin neend door thi.
Camera abhi bhi on the. Pawan apne kamre mein tha. Aur main jaanta tha ki raat ko woh phir se Huma ki panty nikaal kar kuch karega.
Huma gehri neend mein so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi aur nighty ke andar uske bade chooche mere seene se halke se ragad rahe the. Main usko dheere se alag kiya, utha aur hall mein aa gaya. Lights off thi. Sirf mobile ki roshni mein main sofa pe baith gaya aur app khola.
Pawan ke kamre ka camera live tha.
Andar table lamp jal rahi thi. Pawan pura nanga tha. Lungi aur shirt dono bistar ke kinare padi thi. Uska patla kaala badan lamp ki halki roshni mein chamak raha tha. Woh bed pe baitha tha, taangein faila kar.
Uske haath mein Huma ki wohi panty thi.
Lekin is baar usne panty ko apne mote lund pe lapet liya tha. Lund bahut mota aur lamba tha – kaala,upar ki chamdi poori tarah peeche khinch chuki thi. Supara chamak raha tha. Panty ko usne lund ke around tight lapet rakha tha, jaise chut mein ghusa raha ho.
Woh dheere-dheere haath hila raha tha. Lund panty ke andar se ubhar raha tha. Har hilane pe panty ka kapda uske lund pe tight ho jaata tha.
“Saali randi Huma… teri badi-badi choochiyan… uff madarchod… kitni tight salwar mein dab rahi thi aaj…”
Uske haath ki raftaar tez ho gayi.
“Harami randi… main tujhe chodunga… teri chut mein apna mota lund pel dunga… saali tujhe apni rakhail banaunga……”
Woh zor-zor se haath hila raha tha. Panty ab uske lund ke maal se geeli ho chuki thi. Usne panty ko muh mein daal liya aur choosne laga, phir phir se lund pe lapet diya.
“Madarchod saali… teri chut chatunga… teri gaand mein ungli karunga… haramzadi… Imran sahab ke saamne seedhi ban ke ghumti hai… main tujhe kutiya bana kar chodunga…”
Uski saansein bahut tez ho chuki thi. Lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha. Woh bed pe let gaya, taangein upar kar li aur dono haathon se lund ko zor-zor se hilaane laga. Panty abhi bhi uske lund pe lapeti hui thi.
“Randi Huma… aa aa… teri choochiyan muh mein lunga… nipple choosunga… teri chut geeli kar dunga… saali haramzadi… main tera pati nahi… tera asli mard hoon main…”
Uske shareer mein ek zor ka jhatka laga.
Woh akad gaya. Lund se safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla Huma ki panty pe, doosra uske pet pe, teesra uski taangon pe. Bahut saara maal tha.. Woh thak kar bistar pe gir gaya, saansein tez chal rahi thi.
Phir usne panty ko uthaya, usmein apna maal pochha aur use naak pe lagakar gehri saans li. Chehre pe ek gandi muskurahat thi.
Main mobile haath mein pakde hue sofa pe baitha tha.
Mera muh khula reh gaya tha. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Yeh wohi Pawan tha… jo “Didi” bolta sharma kar baat karta tha, nazar neeche kiye rehta tha
Aur ab raat ko pura nanga hokar Huma ko randi, madarchod, saali, haramzadi, rakhail bol raha tha aur uski panty mein apna mota kaala lund pel raha tha.
Main hairan tha.
Itna sharif dikhta hai… lekin andar se kitna harami nikla.
Maine phone band kiya aur sofa pe let gaya. Haathon mein paseena tha. Lund meri pant ke andar poora khada tha.
Pawan Huma ko apni randi samajhne laga tha.
Main bedroom ki taraf dekha – Huma masoomiyat se so rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar.
Raat ke 2 baje ke aas-paas main wapas bedroom mein ghus gaya.
Huma abhi bhi waise hi soyi hui thi – nighty upar thodi si sarak gayi thi, ek taang meri taraf thi. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi. Main uske paas let gaya, lekin neend bilkul nahi aa rahi thi.
Baar-baar wohi nazara aankhon ke saamne aa raha tha – Pawan pura nanga, uska mota kaala lund panty mein lapeta hua, zor-zor se haath hilaate hue Huma ko gaaliyan dete hue… “randi… madarchod saali… haramzadi… rakhail…”
Main side pe let gaya aur Huma ki taraf dekhne laga. Uski badi choochiyan nighty ke andar dheere se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Gulabi hont thode se khule hue the. Chehra bilkul masoom lag raha tha.
Lekin mere dimaag mein ab woh masoomiyat nahi, sirf Pawan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi – “Teri chut mein mota lund pel dunga… kutiya bana kar chodunga…”
Mera lund pant ke andar phir se khada ho gaya. Maine haath andar daal kar dheere se sehlaya.
Huma ne karwat badli aur mere seene se lag gayi. Woh abhi bhi gehri neend mein thi.
Main uske baal mein haath fer raha tha. Maine Huma ki nighty ke andar haath daala aur uske chooche ko dheere se dabaya. Huma ne halka sa aah kiya neend mein, lekin jaagi nahi.
Main uske nipple ko ungli se chhed raha tha. Uski chut ke paas haath le gaya – thodi si geeli thi. Maine socha – agar Pawan abhi yahan hota aur yeh dekh leta toh kya karta?
Yeh soch kar main aur garam ho gaya. Maine Huma ko dheere se peeth ke bal litaya, nighty upar ki aur uske upar chadh gaya. Lund bahar nikala aur uski chut ke muh pe ragadne laga.
Huma ne aankhein kholi, neend bhari awaaz mein boli,
“Imran… abhi…?”
Main ne kuch nahi bola, sirf dheere se andar daal diya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh neend mein hi mere neeche hilne lagi.
Main dheere-dheere dhakke maar raha tha, lekin dimaag mein sirf Pawan tha – uska mota lund, uski gaaliyan, uski gandi baaten..
Huma ne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur dheere se boli,
“Aaj bahut zor se kar rahe ho…”
Main ne speed badha di. Har dhakke ke saath raat wo scene yaad aa raha tha. Huma ke muh se halke-halke awaaz nikal rahe the. Uski choochiyan zor-zor se hil rahi thi.
Last mein maine zor se dhakka maara aur uski chut ke andar hi jhad gaya. Huma bhi saath mein aa gayi. Woh thak kar mere seene pe gir gayi.
“Jaan… aaj kya ho gaya tha tumhe?” usne halke se pucha.
Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola,
“Bas… bahut mann kar raha tha.”
Huma muskurayi aur phir so gayi.
Main aankhein band kiye pada raha.
Andar se ek naya ehsaas tha – ab yeh sirf soch nahi rahi thi. Pawan sach mein Huma ko apni taraf dekhne laga tha. Aur main… main khud ise rokne ki jagah aur aage badha raha tha.
Woh bedroom se bahar aayi toh uski aankhein abhi bhi neend se bhari hui thi. Nighty ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche halke se latak rahe the. Wo seedha kitchen ki taraf gayi.
Pawan already nashta bana raha tha. Usne chai ka paani chadhaya hua tha aur do plate mein bread toast kar raha tha. Huma andar aate hi muskurayi aur boli,
“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Chai toh main bana deti.”
Pawan ne turant sar jhukaya aur dheere se bola,
“Nahi Didi… aap aaram karo. Main bana deta hoon. Aap baitho.”
Huma kitchen ke counter pe takiya laga kar baith gayi. Uski nighty ke patle kapde mein uski choochiyan counter ke kinare se halke se dab rahi thi. Pawan chai chhan raha tha, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Huma ki taraf ja rahi thi – uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, aur woh naram jism.
Huma ne ek lambe saans li aur boli,
“Pawan, kal raat acche se soye? Naya kamra hai, koi dikkat toh nahi hui na?”
Pawan ne chai ka cup uske saamne rakhte hue jawab diya,
“Nahi Didi. Yeh kamra bahut saaf aur shant hai. Aap logon ka bahut shukriya.”
Huma ne cup uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir muskurate hue boli,
“Accha laga sun kar. Ab se yahin ghar samajh ke rehna. Koi bhi cheez chahiye toh bata dena.”
Pawan ne sirf “Ji Didi” kaha aur toast ki plate uske saamne rakh di. Jab woh plate rakh raha tha, uski ungliyan thodi der ke liye Huma ke haath ke paas ruk gayi. Woh jhat se haath hata liya.
Huma ne toast uthaya aur khaane lagi. Pawan khade-khade hi apna toast kha raha tha. Dono mein kuch der chuppi chha gayi. Sirf spoon aur cup ki halki awaazein aa rahi thi.
Tabhi Huma ne pucha,
“Ghar walon ko phone kiya? Bata diya ki yahan shift ho gaye ho?”
Pawan ne thoda sharma kar bola,
“Haan Didi… subah hi bata diya. Maa bahut khush hui. Bol rahi thi ki ab paise zyada bhej sakunga.”
Huma ne sar hilaya aur dheere se boli,
“Bahut accha. Tum mehnat karte ho, isliye sab theek ho jaayega.”
Pawan ne kuch nahi bola, sirf muskuraya. Lekin uski aankhein Huma ke choochiyon pe ek pal ke liye atak gayi. Huma ne notice nahi kiya. Woh apna toast kha rahi thi aur baal peeche kar rahi thi.
Kitchen ke counter pe dono bilkul paas-paas the. Huma ki nighty ke andar se uski chut ki halki si gandh abhi bhi aa rahi thi kyuki usne abhi panty nahi pehni thi. Pawan ko yeh khushboo zaroor mehsoos ho rahi thi, kyuki usne do baar apni naak ko chhua.
Nashta khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur boli,
“Main nahaane ja rahi hoon. Tum drawing room saaf kar dena.”
Pawan ne sar hilaya, “Ji Didi.”
Huma bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate waqt uski gaand nighty ke andar dheere se hil rahi thi.
Pawan kitchen mein khada tha. Usne apne haathon ko phir se sungha – wohi khushboo abhi bhi ungliyon pe thi jo subah panty se lagi thi. Usne aankhein band ki aur ek gehri saans li.
Phir woh dheere se apne kamre mein gaya, darwaza band kiya aur pillow ke neeche haath daala. Pink panty abhi bhi wahi thi. Usne use bahar nikala, naak pe lagaya aur dheere se sunghne laga.
Huma naha kar bahar aayi toh uske baal abhi bhi geele the. Woh light green salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jismein kameez thodi tight hoti hai aur dupatta bilkul patla. Nahaane ke baad uska doodhiya rang aur bhi chamak raha tha. Chehre pe thodi si laali thi aur gulabi hont chamak rahe the.
Woh drawing room mein aayi. Pawan floor pochh raha tha. Jab Huma andar aayi, Pawan ne turant uth kar khade ho gaye aur dheere se bola,
“Didi… aap aa gayi. Chai bana doon kya?”
Huma muskurayi aur sofa pe baith gayi.
“Nahi Pawan, abhi nahi. Thoda baad mein. Tum apna kaam khatam kar lo.”
Pawan ne sar hilaya aur phir se pochha lene laga. Lekin uski nazar baar-baar Huma ki taraf ja rahi thi. Jab Huma ne apna geela baal peeche kiya, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar halke se hil gaye. Pawan ki aankhein ek pal ke liye wahin atak gayi.
Huma ne mobile uthaya aur kuch dekhne lagi. Pawan ne pochha pura kiya aur phir kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Thodi der baad woh ek glass thanda paani le kar aaya aur Huma ke saamne rakh diya.
“Didi… paani.”
Huma ne glass uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir usne pucha,
“Pawan, tumhe koi pasandida khana hai? Main dopahar mein woh bana dungi.”
Pawan sharma kar bola,
“Didi… jo aap bana dengi wohi accha lagega. Main sab kha leta hoon.”
Huma hans di,
“Arre aise kaise? Batao na. Ghar mein kya ban-ta tha?”
Pawan ne thoda socha aur dheere se bola,
“Ghar mein maa aloo ke paranthe banati thi… bahut accha lagta tha.”
Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi,
“Toh aaj dopahar mein aloo ke paranthe banaungi. Tum sirf sabziyan saaf kar dena.”
Pawan ne khushi se sar hilaya, “Ji Didi… main abhi sabziyan saaf kar deta hoon.”
Woh kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma sofa pe let gayi aur mobile pe kuch dekhne lagi. Uske pair thode se upar uth gaye the, jisse salwar ki patli cloth mein uski jaangein ka shape saaf dikhai de raha tha.
Pawan kitchen se baar-baar drawing room ki taraf jhaank raha tha. Jab bhi Huma baal peeche karti ya pair hilaati, uski nazar wahan chali jaati.
Dopahar ke 12 baje ke aas-paas Huma kitchen mein aayi. Pawan sabziyan saaf kar chuka tha. Huma ne aata gundha aur aloo ke paranthe banana shuru kar diya. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha, belan se rotiyan bel raha tha.
Dono bilkul paas-paas the.
Huma jab aage jhukti thi toh uske bade chooche counter pe halke se dab jaate the. Pawan ki saansein thodi tez ho rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi uski baah Huma ki baah se chhoo jaati thi, lekin woh turant haath hata leta.
Huma ne ek paratha pakate hue pucha,
“Pawan, tumhari umar toh sirf 22 hai na? Itni chhoti umar mein itna door aakar kaam kar rahe ho… mann nahi karta ghar wapas jaane ka?”
Pawan ne dheere se jawab diya,
“Didi… ghar toh mann karta hai, lekin paise ki zarurat hai. Chhote bhai-behen ko padhana hai.”
Huma ne sar hilaya aur dheere se boli,
“Bahut acche ladka ho tum. Upar waala tumhari madad karega.”
Paranthe ban kar ready hue. Huma ne plate mein rakhe aur boli,
“Chalo, ab khate hain. Tum bhi baitho.”
Dono dining table pe baith gaye. Huma ne ek garam paratha Pawan ke plate mein rakha. Jab woh jhuk kar rakhi thi, uske chooche Pawan ke bilkul saamne the. Pawan ne aankhein neeche kar li, lekin uski naak mein Huma ki nahaane ke baad wali khushboo aa rahi thi.Khate waqt dono chup the.
Shaam ke time main ghar aaya aur darwaza khola to..
Ghar mein halki si khane ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Hall bilkul saaf tha, floor chamak raha tha. Sofa pe Huma baithi thi, uske haathon mein mobile tha.woh wohi light green salwar suit mein thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche utar kar uske kandhe pe latak raha tha. Uske bade chooche kameez ke andar dheere se saans ke saath hil rahe the.
Mujhe dekh kar woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Aa gaye? Bahut thak gaye lag rahe ho aaj.”
Main bag side mein rakh kar uske paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya aur dheere se poocha,
“Chai pioge?”
“Haan… bana do,” maine kaha.
Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur dheere se bola,
“Ji sahab… aap aa gaye.”
Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi woh purana dar sa tha, lekin chehra thoda relaxed lag raha tha. Usne mujhe paani ka glass diya aur kitchen mein wapas chala gaya.
Huma ne dheere se kaha,
“Aaj dopahar mein maine aloo ke paranthe banaye the. Pawan ne bahut tareef ki. Bol raha tha ki maa bhi aise hi banati thi.”
Main sir hilaya aur muskurane ki koshish ki.
Andar se dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Camera pe jo kuch dekha tha – Huma ka kitchen mein jhukna, Pawan ka paas khade rehna, unki baatein – sab kuch ab mere dimaag mein ghum raha tha.
Pawan ne raat ka khana lagaya – dal, chawal aur bhindi ki sabzi. Hum teeno ek saath table pe baith kar khane lage. Pawan bilkul chup tha, sirf jab Huma kuch puchti tab dheere se jawab deta.
Huma ne ek baar paratha tod kar Pawan ke plate mein rakha aur boli,
“Le Pawan, aur le lo. Tum bahut kam kha rahe ho.”
Pawan ne sharma kar bola,
“Bas ho gaya Didi… aap log kha lo.”
Khane ke baad Pawan ne sab bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein dhone laga. Huma mere paas aa kar sofa pe let gayi aur mere kandhe pe sir rakh diya. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.
Main uske baal mein haath fer raha tha. Uske bade chooche mere biceps se ragad rahe the.
Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur bola,
“Didi, sahab… sab saaf kar diya hai. Ab main apne kamre mein jaaun?”
Huma ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Haan Pawan, jaao. Aaram karo. Kal subah nashta tum hi bana dena.”
Pawan ne namaste ki aur apne kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza band hone ki halki awaaz aayi.Huma mere seene se aur chipak gayi.
Woh mere kaan mein dheere se boli,
“Aaj raat mann kar raha hai… pyar karo na.”
Main usko gale lagaya, lekin mera dimaag kahin aur tha.
Huma ne mere hont pe chumma liya aur dheere se boli,
“Chalo bedroom chalte hain.”
Main uske saath utha, lekin andar se ek gehri bechaini aur garam excitement tha.
Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar gehri neend mein so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere aur garam chal rahi thi. Pink nighty ke andar uske bade bade chooche mere side se halke se dab rahe the. Main usko dheere se alag kiya, utha aur bedroom ka darwaza dheere se band kar diya.
Hall mein lights off thi. Main sofa pe baith gaya, phone nikala aur camera ka app khola.
Main teesre camera pe zoom kiya.
Andar halki si table lamp jal rahi thi.
Pawan bed pe baitha tha. Lungi upar sarak gayi thi. Uski patli kaali taangein faili hui thi. Uske haath mein wohi pink panty thi – jo maine subah uske pillow ke neeche rakhi thi.
Uff… kya nazara tha.
Pawan panty ko dono haathon mein pakde hue tha. Pehle usne use naak pe lagaya aur gehri saans li. Aankhein band, chehra thoda upar ki taraf. Phir usne panty ko apne muh pe rakh liya aur choomne laga. Uske honth panty ke us hisse pe the jahan Huma ki chut ka nishaan tha.
Uske shareer mein ek current daud gaya.
Phir usne lungi ko poora upar kar diya.
Maine pehli baar dekha… uska lund.
Bahut mota tha. Aur lamba bhi – kam se kam 8 inch se zyada. Bilkul kaala, mota saanp jaisa, upar ki taraf thoda jhuka hua. Uske upar ki chamdi pehle se hi peeche thi aur supara chamak raha tha. Neeche bade-bade gol ande latak rahe the, kaale aur bhare hue.
Pawan ne ek haath se apna lund pakda. Woh itna mota tha ki uski ungliyan poori tarah nahi ghir rahi thi. Usne dheere se upar-neeche hilana shuru kiya. Dusre haath mein Huma ki panty thi – usko naak pe ragadte hue, kabhi muh mein daal kar chooste hue.
Uski saansein tez ho rahi thi.
Lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha. Uske haath ki raftaar badh rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi woh panty ko apne lund pe ragadta, phir phir se naak pe le jaata.
Maine phone ko tightly pakad liya. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki lag raha tha bahar tak awaaz jaayegi.
Uski aankhein band thi. Honth halke se khule the. Kabhi-kabhi uske muh se halki si siski nikal rahi thi – “Uhhh… Didi…”
Maine apni saans rok li.
Pawan ki raftaar aur tez ho gayi. Uska mota lund haath mein chhota lag raha tha. Upar se paani ki boondein nikalne lagi thi. Woh panty ko apne lund ke supare pe ragad raha tha, jaise Huma ki chut ko chhoo raha ho.
Phir uska shareer akad gaya.
Uski taangein seedhi ho gayi. Usne panty ko tightly muh pe daba liya aur zor se jhad gaya.
Ek… do… teen bade-bade jhatke.
Kaala lund se safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla Huma ki panty pe gira, doosra uske pet pe, teesra uski taang pe. Bahut saara tha… gaadha bilkul..
Pawan thak kar peeche gir gaya. Saansein bahut tez chal rahi thi. Usne panty ko apne pet pe rakha aur usmein apna maal pochhta raha. Phir usne use fold karke wapas pillow ke neeche rakh diya – ab woh panty uske maal se bheeg chuki thi.
Main phone band karke sofa pe let gaya.
Haathon mein paseena tha. Lund meri pant ke andar poora khada tha.
Guilt bhi ho raha tha..
Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki main wahan sofa pe hi baitha raha… aankhein band kiye… aur baar-baar wohi nazara aankhon ke saamne aa raha tha – Pawan ka woh mota, kaala, lamba lund… Huma ki panty ke sath.
Subah ke 7:30 baje alarm baja.
Main bed pe let kar aankhein kholte hi raat wala scene yaad aa gaya. Pawan ka woh mota kaala lund, Huma ki panty muh mein daba kar muth maarna… woh sab kuch itna saaf dimaag mein ghum raha tha ki lund turant halka sa khada hone laga.
Huma abhi bhi soyi hui thi. Uski nighty upar sarak gayi thi aur ek taang meri taraf thi. Uske bade dudhiya chooche dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Main usko dekhta raha kuch der, phir dheere se uth gaya.
Bathroom se fresh hokar kapde pehne. Office bag taiyar kiya.
Jaate waqt maine Huma ke maathe pe halka sa chumma liya. Woh halke se karwat badal kar phir so gayi.
Hall mein Pawan already uth chuka tha. Woh kitchen mein chai bana raha tha. Usne mujhe dekhte hi dheere se bola,
“Namaste sahab… chai ready hai.”
Main ne cup liya aur ek sip liya. Pawan ka chehra aaj thoda alag lag raha tha – aankhein thodi si neeche ki taraf, lekin chehre pe ek chhupi hui khushi thi. Uski chal mein bhi ek alag si dheemi jaldi thi.
Main ne normal awaaz mein pucha,
“Raat ko acche so soye Pawan?”
Usne jhat se sar hilaya,
“Ji sahab… bahut accha soya.”
Lekin main jaanta tha – raat ko usne kitna accha “soya” tha. Uske pillow ke neeche abhi bhi Huma ki panty thi, ab uske apne maal se bheeg chuki.
Pawan ne toast bana kar plate mein rakha. Tabhi Huma bedroom se bahar aayi. Aaj woh yellow salwar suit mein thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Baal abhi bhi thode geele the nahaane ke baad.
“Didi… namaste,” Pawan ne dheere se kaha.
Huma muskurayi,
“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Bahut mehnati ho tum.”
Woh kitchen ke counter pe baith gayi. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha. Jab Huma ne aage jhuk kar cup liya, uske chooche counter ke kinare se halke se dab gaye. Pawan ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahin ruk gayi, phir turant neeche kar li.
Main un dono ko dekhta raha.
Dono bilkul paas-paas the.
Main ne apna cup khatam kiya aur bola,
“Main office chalta hoon. Aaj thoda late ho sakta hoon.”
Huma ne mere taraf dekha aur muskurate hue boli,
“Theek hai jaan. Khayal rakhna.”
Main darwaze ki taraf badha. Peeche mud kar dekha – Huma counter pe baithi thi aur Pawan uske bilkul paas khada tha, uske haath mein belan tha. Huma kuch bol rahi thi aur hans rahi thi. Pawan bhi halke se muskuraya.
Darwaza band karte waqt mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Ab ghar mein sirf yeh dono the.
Dopahar ke time main office ke cabin mein baitha tha.
Kaam bilkul mann nahi lag raha tha. Maine phone nikala aur camera app khola..Hall ka camera live tha, lekin khali. Phir kitchen ka camera khola.
Dono wahan the.
Huma aur Pawan dining table pe baith kar khana kha rahe the.
Huma light yellow salwar suit mein thi. Dupatta ko usne achhe se lapet liya tha, lekin kameez thodi tight hone ki wajah se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Jab woh jhuk kar roti todti thi, chooche aur bhi zor se dab jaate the aur shape bilkul saaf dikhta tha.
Pawan uske bilkul saamne baitha tha. Usne apni plate mein dal-chawal liya hua tha. Haath se roti tod raha tha, lekin uski aankhein baar-baar Huma ke choochiyon pe atak ja rahi thi.
Huma ne ek roti tod kar apne muh mein rakhi aur dheere se boli,
“Pawan, aaj ki sabzi kaise bani hai? Namak theek hai na?”
Pawan ne turant nazar hata li aur sar hilaya,
“Bahut acchi bani hai Didi… bilkul perfect.”
Lekin bolte waqt uski aankhein phir se Huma ke choochiyon pe chali gayi. Huma ne dupatta thoda sa adjust kiya, lekin woh itna patla tha ki choochiyon ka ubhaar chhup nahi raha tha. Jab Huma ne haath upar kiya aur baal peeche kiye, dono chooche ek saath upar uth gaye aur dheere se hil gaye.
Pawan ki roti haath mein ruk gayi.
Uski aankhein phaili hui thi. Woh ek lambe pal tak dekhta raha – Huma ke bade, gol, doodhiye chooche. Phir jaise hosh aaya, usne jhat se nazar neeche kar li aur roti muh mein daal li.
Huma ko kuch pata nahi tha. Woh khana kha rahi thi aur baat kar rahi thi,
“Kal main soch rahi thi… tumhe naye kapde dilwa doon. Yeh wale bahut purane lag rahe hain. Kya kehte ho?”
Pawan ne muh bhara hua tha, phir bhi dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki marzi. Lekin aap already bahut kuch de rahi hain.”
Huma hans di. Jab woh hans rahi thi, uske chooche zor-zor se hil rahe the. Pawan ki aankhein phir se wahin chali gayi. Is baar woh thoda zyada der tak dekhta raha. Uski gardan halki si laal ho gayi thi. Usne apni taang table ke neeche hila di..
Huma ne apni plate se ek tukda roti uthaya aur Pawan ki plate mein rakh di,
“Le, aur kha lo. Tum bahut kam kha rahe ho.”
Jab woh aage jhuki, uske bade chooche table ke kinare se dab gaye aur ek gehra cleavage saaf dikhai diya. Pawan ke muh ka tukda ruk gaya. Uski aankhein seedhe us cleavage mein thi. Usne gehri saans li, lekin bahar se kuch nahi bola.
Huma ne kuch nahi notice kiya. Woh apna khana khati rahi aur baat karti rahi –
Pawan sirf sar hilata raha aur haan-mein-haan bharta raha. Lekin har baar jab Huma jhukti ya haath uthati, uski nazar uske choochiyon pe chali jaati. Uska chehra ab thoda garam lag raha tha.
Khana khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur boli,
“Main thodi der let jaati hoon. Tum bartan dhone ke baad aaram kar lena.”
Pawan ne uth kar plate uthayi aur dheere se bola,
“Ji Didi.”
Huma bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate waqt uski gaand salwar ke andar dheere se hil rahi thi. Pawan kitchen sink pe khada tha, lekin uski aankhein Huma ke peeche tak lagi rahi.
Main phone ko tightly pakde hue tha.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Pawan ab khule aam Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoor raha tha… aur Huma ko kuch bhi pata nahi tha.
Maine camera band kiya aur chair pe peeche let gaya.
Andar se ek alaf sa maza aa raha tha.
Dopahar ke 3 baje main office mein baitha tha.
Maine phir se phone uthaya aur camera app khola.
Huma sofa pe leti hui thi. Usne apna dupatta utaar diya tha aur salwar suit ki kameez ke upar se ek patla sa chadar odh liya tha. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin poori neend mein nahi thi – kabhi-kabhi haath se baal sahla rahi thi.
Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya. Usne haathon ko achhe se dhoya tha. Woh thoda der hall ke darwaze pe khada raha, Huma ko dekhta raha. Phir dheere se andar aaya aur sofa ke paas floor pe baith gaya. Usne apna mobile nikala, lekin uski nazar mobile pe nahi thi.
Huma ne aankhein kholi aur halke se muskurayi,
“Pawan… tum bhi thak gaye hoge na? Sofa pe baith jao, zameen pe mat baitho.”
Pawan ne sharma kar sar hilaya,
“Nahi Didi… main yahin theek hoon.”
Lekin Huma ne zor diya,
“Arre baitho na. Ghar hai, koi baat nahi.”
Pawan utha aur sofa ke dusre kinare pe baith gaya – Huma se thoda door, lekin itna paas ki agar haath badhaye toh chhoo sakta tha. Huma ne phir aankhein band kar li.
Pawan baith kar Huma ko dekhta raha.
Uski nazar dheere-dheere Huma ke choochiyon pe chali gayi. Salwar suit ki kameez mein se dono bade gol chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Jab Huma saans leti thi, woh dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Pawan ki aankhein bilkul wahin atak gayi thi.
Woh bahut dheere se apni taang hila raha tha. Uske haath ghutne pe the, ungliyan dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Chehra thoda laal ho chuka tha. Usne ek baar apni gardan ko chhua, jaise garmi lag rahi ho.
Huma ne karwat badli. Uski ek taang thodi si upar uth gayi, salwar ki cloth tight ho gayi aur uski jaangh ka shape saaf dikhai diya. Pawan ki saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Usne gehri saans li aur phir se Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorne laga.
Thodi der baad Huma ne aankhein kholi aur pucha,
“Pawan… tumhe neend nahi aa rahi kya?”
Pawan jhat se nazar hata kar bola,
“Nahi Didi… bas aise hi baitha hoon.”
Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Toh tum bhi let jao. Dopahar mein thoda aaram kar liya karo.”
Pawan ne kuch nahi bola, sirf sar hilaya. Woh sofa pe hi baitha raha, lekin ab uski body thodi si tight ho gayi thi. Uski nazar baar-baar Huma ke jism pe ja rahi thi – choochiyon se le kar uski kamar aur jaanghon tak.
Huma ne phir aankhein band kar li.
Pawan ne dheere se apna haath apni taang ke andar ki taraf le gaya aur halke se daba diya.Main screen pe yeh sab dekh raha tha.
Maine phone ko side pe rakh diya aur aankhein band kar li.
Ghar mein dopahar ki garmi dheere-dheere badh rahi thi… aur kuch aur bhi badh raha tha, jo abhi sirf nazron mein hi tha.
Shaam hone wali thi… aur main jaldi se ghar lautna chahta tha
Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi ghar mein halki si khushboo thi .. Sofa pe Huma baithi thi, uske haathon mein ek magazine tha. Aaj woh yellow salwar suit mein hi thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche utar kar uske god mein pada tha.
Mujhe dekh kar woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Jaldi aa gaye aaj? Office mein kaam kam tha kya?”
Main bag side mein rakh kar uske paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya. Uski ungliyan garam thi. Maine dheere se pucha,
“Din kaisa tha?”
Huma ne magazine band kiya aur boli,
“Theek tha. Dopahar mein thodi der leti rahi. Pawan ne bartan saaf kiye, phir floor pochha. Bahut mehnat karta hai woh.”
Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya.
“Namaste sahab… paani laaun?”
Main ne sir hilaya. Pawan glass le kar aaya aur table pe rakh diya. Jab woh jhuk kar glass rakh raha tha, uski nazar ek pal ke liye Huma ke choochiyon pe gayi. Huma ne notice nahi kiya, lekin maine dekh liya.
Pawan kitchen mein wapas chala gaya. Huma mere kandhe pe sir rakh kar boli,
“Aaj dopahar mein Pawan ne kaha ki uske ghar walon ne phone kiya tha. Woh bahut khush hai yahan reh kar. Bol raha tha ki ab usko ghar ki yaad kam aa rahi hai.”
Main chup raha. Dil mein woh dopahar wala scene ghum raha tha – Pawan sofa pe baitha Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorta hua.
Thodi der baad Pawan ne raat ka khana lagaya . Hum teeno table pe baith gaye. Huma beech mein baithi thi, main ek taraf aur Pawan dusri taraf.
Khate waqt Huma ne baat shuru ki,
“Pawan, kal main bazaar jaungi kuch kapde lene. Tum bhi chalo, tumhare liye bhi ek shirt aur pant le lenge.”
Pawan ne roti muh mein rakhte hue dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki marzi. Lekin mujhe kya chahiye, aap hi dekh lena.”
Huma hans di. Jab woh hans rahi thi, uske chooche kameez ke andar halke se hil gaye. Pawan ki nazar turant wahin chali gayi. Usne jhat se nazar hata li aur roti todne laga, lekin uski ungliyan thodi si kaanp rahi thi.
Main sab dekh raha tha.
Khane ke baad Pawan ne bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma mere paas aa kar let gayi. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.
Woh dheere se boli,
“Imran… lag raha hai ab ghar poora ho gaya hai. Pawan ke saath ek chhota bhai jaisa feel hota hai.”
Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se soch raha tha – bhai?
Jo dopahar mein uske choochiyon ko us tarah ghoor raha tha?
Pawan apne kamre mein chala gaya.
Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur boli,
“Chalo so jaate hain. Thak gaye honge tum.”
Hum bedroom mein aaye. Huma ne salwar suit utaar kar nighty pehen li. Uske bade chooche nighty ke patle kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh mere paas let gayi aur mere seene se lag gayi.
Main usko gale lagaye hue tha, lekin neend door thi.
Camera abhi bhi on the. Pawan apne kamre mein tha. Aur main jaanta tha ki raat ko woh phir se Huma ki panty nikaal kar kuch karega.
Huma gehri neend mein so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi aur nighty ke andar uske bade chooche mere seene se halke se ragad rahe the. Main usko dheere se alag kiya, utha aur hall mein aa gaya. Lights off thi. Sirf mobile ki roshni mein main sofa pe baith gaya aur app khola.
Pawan ke kamre ka camera live tha.
Andar table lamp jal rahi thi. Pawan pura nanga tha. Lungi aur shirt dono bistar ke kinare padi thi. Uska patla kaala badan lamp ki halki roshni mein chamak raha tha. Woh bed pe baitha tha, taangein faila kar.
Uske haath mein Huma ki wohi panty thi.
Lekin is baar usne panty ko apne mote lund pe lapet liya tha. Lund bahut mota aur lamba tha – kaala,upar ki chamdi poori tarah peeche khinch chuki thi. Supara chamak raha tha. Panty ko usne lund ke around tight lapet rakha tha, jaise chut mein ghusa raha ho.
Woh dheere-dheere haath hila raha tha. Lund panty ke andar se ubhar raha tha. Har hilane pe panty ka kapda uske lund pe tight ho jaata tha.
“Saali randi Huma… teri badi-badi choochiyan… uff madarchod… kitni tight salwar mein dab rahi thi aaj…”
Uske haath ki raftaar tez ho gayi.
“Harami randi… main tujhe chodunga… teri chut mein apna mota lund pel dunga… saali tujhe apni rakhail banaunga……”
Woh zor-zor se haath hila raha tha. Panty ab uske lund ke maal se geeli ho chuki thi. Usne panty ko muh mein daal liya aur choosne laga, phir phir se lund pe lapet diya.
“Madarchod saali… teri chut chatunga… teri gaand mein ungli karunga… haramzadi… Imran sahab ke saamne seedhi ban ke ghumti hai… main tujhe kutiya bana kar chodunga…”
Uski saansein bahut tez ho chuki thi. Lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha. Woh bed pe let gaya, taangein upar kar li aur dono haathon se lund ko zor-zor se hilaane laga. Panty abhi bhi uske lund pe lapeti hui thi.
“Randi Huma… aa aa… teri choochiyan muh mein lunga… nipple choosunga… teri chut geeli kar dunga… saali haramzadi… main tera pati nahi… tera asli mard hoon main…”
Uske shareer mein ek zor ka jhatka laga.
Woh akad gaya. Lund se safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla Huma ki panty pe, doosra uske pet pe, teesra uski taangon pe. Bahut saara maal tha.. Woh thak kar bistar pe gir gaya, saansein tez chal rahi thi.
Phir usne panty ko uthaya, usmein apna maal pochha aur use naak pe lagakar gehri saans li. Chehre pe ek gandi muskurahat thi.
Main mobile haath mein pakde hue sofa pe baitha tha.
Mera muh khula reh gaya tha. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Yeh wohi Pawan tha… jo “Didi” bolta sharma kar baat karta tha, nazar neeche kiye rehta tha
Aur ab raat ko pura nanga hokar Huma ko randi, madarchod, saali, haramzadi, rakhail bol raha tha aur uski panty mein apna mota kaala lund pel raha tha.
Main hairan tha.
Itna sharif dikhta hai… lekin andar se kitna harami nikla.
Maine phone band kiya aur sofa pe let gaya. Haathon mein paseena tha. Lund meri pant ke andar poora khada tha.
Pawan Huma ko apni randi samajhne laga tha.
Main bedroom ki taraf dekha – Huma masoomiyat se so rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar.
Raat ke 2 baje ke aas-paas main wapas bedroom mein ghus gaya.
Huma abhi bhi waise hi soyi hui thi – nighty upar thodi si sarak gayi thi, ek taang meri taraf thi. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi. Main uske paas let gaya, lekin neend bilkul nahi aa rahi thi.
Baar-baar wohi nazara aankhon ke saamne aa raha tha – Pawan pura nanga, uska mota kaala lund panty mein lapeta hua, zor-zor se haath hilaate hue Huma ko gaaliyan dete hue… “randi… madarchod saali… haramzadi… rakhail…”
Main side pe let gaya aur Huma ki taraf dekhne laga. Uski badi choochiyan nighty ke andar dheere se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Gulabi hont thode se khule hue the. Chehra bilkul masoom lag raha tha.
Lekin mere dimaag mein ab woh masoomiyat nahi, sirf Pawan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi – “Teri chut mein mota lund pel dunga… kutiya bana kar chodunga…”
Mera lund pant ke andar phir se khada ho gaya. Maine haath andar daal kar dheere se sehlaya.
Huma ne karwat badli aur mere seene se lag gayi. Woh abhi bhi gehri neend mein thi.
Main uske baal mein haath fer raha tha. Maine Huma ki nighty ke andar haath daala aur uske chooche ko dheere se dabaya. Huma ne halka sa aah kiya neend mein, lekin jaagi nahi.
Main uske nipple ko ungli se chhed raha tha. Uski chut ke paas haath le gaya – thodi si geeli thi. Maine socha – agar Pawan abhi yahan hota aur yeh dekh leta toh kya karta?
Yeh soch kar main aur garam ho gaya. Maine Huma ko dheere se peeth ke bal litaya, nighty upar ki aur uske upar chadh gaya. Lund bahar nikala aur uski chut ke muh pe ragadne laga.
Huma ne aankhein kholi, neend bhari awaaz mein boli,
“Imran… abhi…?”
Main ne kuch nahi bola, sirf dheere se andar daal diya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh neend mein hi mere neeche hilne lagi.
Main dheere-dheere dhakke maar raha tha, lekin dimaag mein sirf Pawan tha – uska mota lund, uski gaaliyan, uski gandi baaten..
Huma ne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur dheere se boli,
“Aaj bahut zor se kar rahe ho…”
Main ne speed badha di. Har dhakke ke saath raat wo scene yaad aa raha tha. Huma ke muh se halke-halke awaaz nikal rahe the. Uski choochiyan zor-zor se hil rahi thi.
Last mein maine zor se dhakka maara aur uski chut ke andar hi jhad gaya. Huma bhi saath mein aa gayi. Woh thak kar mere seene pe gir gayi.
“Jaan… aaj kya ho gaya tha tumhe?” usne halke se pucha.
Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola,
“Bas… bahut mann kar raha tha.”
Huma muskurayi aur phir so gayi.
Main aankhein band kiye pada raha.
Andar se ek naya ehsaas tha – ab yeh sirf soch nahi rahi thi. Pawan sach mein Huma ko apni taraf dekhne laga tha. Aur main… main khud ise rokne ki jagah aur aage badha raha tha.
