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Update 64
Haan, maine bhi is baat pe gaur kiya, Rita ne bathroom ka darwaza lock nahi kiya tha. Lekin saaf tha ki is waqt Rita ka dimaag thik se kaam nahi kar raha tha. Woh in chhoti-chhoti baaton ke bare mein soch hi nahi rahi thi. Yeh koi jaan bujhkar kiya hua kaam nahi tha.
Lekin shayad isse Pitaji ko galat ishara mil gaya. Pitaji ke simple dimaag mein ek jhalak uttejana si dikhayi di. Is galat samajh ke saath, aur dawai ke asar ke chalne ki wajah se, Pitaji ne apne haathon ko ragda aur dheere-dheere apne lund ko sakht hote hue mehsoos kiya. Woh bistar se utha aur bathroom ki taraf badhne laga.
Bathroom mein, Rita shayad chehre ke saamne wale sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, khoyi hui si. Shayad usne Pitaji ke bistar se utarne aur chalte hue kadmon ki awaaz sun li thi. Uski aankhon mein ek pal ke liye safai si dikhi. Usne jaldi se apna sir bathroom ke darwaze ki taraf ghumaya, aur jaise-jaise Pitaji ke kadam nazdeek aate gaye, uski aankhon mein ek halki si ghabrahat dikhayi di. Usne darwaze ke lock ki taraf dekha, aur shayad tab usse bhi yaad aaya ki usne darwaza lock nahi kiya tha. Lekin yeh ghabrahat sirf ek pal ke liye thi. Rita ek mazboot iradon wali aur samajhdar aurat thi. Ghabrahat ke baad woh turant shant ho gayi.
Rita ke shant hone ka yeh andaaz dekhkar mujhe laga ki woh jaldi se darwaza lock kar degi, kyunki Pitaji ka bedroom se nikalne ka ek hi maksad ho sakta tha—bathroom. Lekin Rita is waqt bilkul shant thi, uski nazar darwaze par tiki hui thi, jaise woh intezaar kar rahi ho.
Pitaji dheere-dheere bathroom ke bahar pahunch gaye. Unhone jaldi se darwaza kholne ki koshish nahi ki, balki apna kaan darwaze se laga kar andar ki awaaz sunne lage. Unka dimaag shayad thodi si safai ke saath wapas apni purani dabeel aur shareef halat mein aa gaya tha.
Rita abhi bhi bathroom ke bade sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, bilkul shant. Mujhe yakeen tha ki agar Rita chahti, toh uske paas darwaza lock karne ka kaafi waqt tha. Lekin woh lock kyun nahi kar rahi thi? Kya...?
Thodi der tak kuch bhi awaaz na sunai dene ke baad, Pitaji ne himmat juta li. Jaise apne aap ko hosla dete hue, unhone apna haath bandh kiya aur darwaze ko khol diya.
Darwaza dheere-dheere khula. Pitaji is waqt bilkul ghabraye hue the. Shayad woh Rita ke chikhne ya virodh karne ke liye taiyaar the. Lekin hawas ne unhe aage badhne ki himmat di.
Jaise hi darwaza poora khula, Pitaji jaldi se andar ghus gaye. Lekin jaise hi woh andar pahunche, unhone dekha ki woh kisi se takraate-takraate bache. Unhone jaldi se apna sharir roka, aur jo nazara unke saamne aaya, usne unki aankhen chaundi kar di.
Saamne thi ek sundar, nangi aurat ka sharir—bilkul perfect. Rita ki chhati par ubhri hui, gol-gol chuchiyan, unke upar laal rang ke chhote se nipple, patli si kamar, apne aap ubhra hua gaand, lambi aur seedhi tangein, aur geele baalon ke saath ek sundar chehra. Yeh sab ek perfect S-shape jism ke saath.
Abhi tak Pitaji ka dimaag sirf Rita ke saath chudai karne ke bare mein soch raha tha. Bedroom mein andhera hone ki wajah se unhone Rita ke nange jism ko dhang se dekha bhi nahi tha. Lekin ab, bathroom ki roshni mein, Rita ka geela aur chamakta hua jism dekhkar Pitaji ke muh se thook nikal gaya.
Pitaji ne apna thook nigla, lekin yeh sundar jism us tarah chikh nahi raha tha, na hi chhupa raha tha, jaisa unhone socha tha. Rita bilkul shant nazron se Pitaji ko dekh rahi thi, bilkul thandi aur sakoon mein.
Rita ka yeh shant andaaz na sirf Pitaji ke liye, balki mere liye bhi hairaan karne wala tha. Yeh kya ho raha tha? Rita itni shant kyun thi? Main, jo duniyadari samajhta tha, woh bhi Rita ke is haal ko nahi samajh pa raha tha.
Pitaji ke liye yeh sab bilkul unexpected tha. Woh darwaza pakde hue khade the, baar-baar thook nigal rahe the, aur Rita ki aankhon mein seedhe dekh rahe the. Lekin woh bilkul hakke-bakke se khade rahe. Shayad agar Rita chikh-chillati ya virodh karti, toh unhe yeh zyaada samajh aata.
Rita ke shant nazron ke saamne, Pitaji ka chehra laal ho gaya. Unka sharir sakht ho gaya, woh idhar-udhar harkat karne lage, bilkul bechain. Sirf unka lund abhi bhi sakht tha, jo unke kamar ke paas khada tha. Rita ke nazron ke saamne, Pitaji ne aankhen jhuka li aur uski nazron se bhaag gaye.
Is waqt video mein ek lambi khamoshi chha gayi. Main, jo computer ke saamne baitha tha, usne bhi saans lene ki himmat nahi ki, darr tha ki kahin yeh khamoshi toot na jaye.
“Pfft,” ek halki si hansi ne khamoshi ko toda. Rita ne apna muh dabaya aur zor-zor se hansne lagi. Uski hansi mein ek alag si masti thi, ek narmi thi. Uski gol-gol chuchiyan uski hansi ke saath upar-neeche hil rahi thi, aur unke nipple ek aisi curve bana rahe the, jo kisi ko bhi pagal kar de.
Lekin is waqt na Pitaji aur na hi main is sundarta ko dekhne ke mood mein the. Rita ki hansi badhti gayi, aur uski aankhon se aansoon nikal aaye. Agar koi pehle se na jaanta ki kya hua tha, toh yeh sochta ki Rita kisi khushi ke mauke par itna hans rahi hai.
Yeh kya ho raha tha? Main aur Pitaji bilkul chakkar mein aa gaye. Kya Rita ka dimaag kharab ho gaya tha? Is khayal ne mujhe ekdum se baithne par majboor kar diya. Mera dil ghabra raha tha. Agar Rita sach mein paagal ho gayi thi, toh main apni galti ke liye marne ke liye taiyaar tha, apne gunah ka prashchit karne ke liye.
Pitaji bhi Rita ko dekhte hue dang reh gaye. Unka dimaag jaise band ho gaya tha. Ab sirf Rita ke alawa, hum dono sirf intezaar kar rahe the.
Kaafi der hansne ke baad, Rita ne apni hansi roki. Usne apne aansoon pochhe aur Pitaji ki taraf poora mud gayi. Uska perfect jism ab bilkul khula hua tha, bina kisi sharam ke.
Yeh pehli baar thi jab Pitaji ne Rita ki chuchiyon aur nipples ko itne kareeb se dekha tha. Lekin Rita ke is ajeeb vyavhaar ne unhe itna pareshan kar diya tha ki woh is sundarta ka maza nahi le pa rahe the.
Mudne ke baad, Rita dheere-dheere Pitaji ke paas aayi, uske kadam halke lekin pakke the. Jaise-jaise woh nazdeek aayi, mera aur Pitaji ka dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Kya Rita khud se...?
Pitaji ke paas pahunch kar, Rita ne apne lambi, gori baahon ko Pitaji ke gale mein daal diya. Uski chuchiyan Pitaji ke seene se sirf ek inch door thi.
Jab Rita ne apni baahon ko Pitaji ke gale mein dala, Pitaji ka sharir ekdum se kaanp utha. Unka lund, jo abhi bhi sakht tha, ekdum se upar-neeche hilne laga. Agar dawai ka asar na hota, toh shayad Pitaji dar ke maare naram ho jaate.
“Jag gaye?” Rita ne narmi se kaha, uske chehre par ek shant si muskurahat thi.
“Uh... haan... jag gaya, nahi-nahi, main toh... s-soya hi nahi tha,” Pitaji ghabrahat mein haklate hue bole, Rita ke is ajeeb vyavhaar ka jawab dete hue.
“Abhi maza aaya?” Rita ne apna muh Pitaji ke kaan ke paas le jaakar, halke se kaha. Uski saans se garam hawa Pitaji ke kaan par lagi, aur unke kaan ekdum laal ho gaye.
Pitaji kuch bol nahi paye. Unhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki “haan” bole ya “nahi,” kyunki yeh sab unke liye ekdum naya aur pareshan karne wala tha.
“Main toh bahut masti mein thi, sach mein. Maine aisa maza pehle kabhi nahi liya, jaise main asmaan mein ud rahi thi. Shukriya, aapne mujhe ek aurat hone ka asli ehsaas dilaya,” Rita ne Pitaji ke kaan ke paas dheere se kaha, uski awaaz mein ek masti bhari thi.
Pitaji abhi bhi chup the, bas ghabraye hue is sab ka saamna kar rahe the. Rita ki yeh baat sun kar mera aur Pitaji ka dil dono ke dil khujli se bhar gaye.
“Lekin, is asmaan tak ke maze ke saath-saath, mujhe dhokha aur vishwasghaat ka bhi ehsaas hua. Tumne mujhe dhokha diya, aur maine Sameer ke saath vishwasghaat kiya,” Rita ki awaaz ekdum thandi aur shant ho gayi. Uski aankhon mein masti aur narmi gayab ho gayi, ab sirf dard aur udaasi thi. Yeh Rita bilkul alag thi, jaise woh pehle wali Rita hi nahi thi.
Is baat ko sunte hi mera aur Pitaji ka sharir ekdum sakht ho gaya. Hamare maathe par paseena chhootne laga. Hum dono intezaar kar rahe the, Rita ke agle faisle ka, uski saza ka...
Haan, maine bhi is baat pe gaur kiya, Rita ne bathroom ka darwaza lock nahi kiya tha. Lekin saaf tha ki is waqt Rita ka dimaag thik se kaam nahi kar raha tha. Woh in chhoti-chhoti baaton ke bare mein soch hi nahi rahi thi. Yeh koi jaan bujhkar kiya hua kaam nahi tha.
Lekin shayad isse Pitaji ko galat ishara mil gaya. Pitaji ke simple dimaag mein ek jhalak uttejana si dikhayi di. Is galat samajh ke saath, aur dawai ke asar ke chalne ki wajah se, Pitaji ne apne haathon ko ragda aur dheere-dheere apne lund ko sakht hote hue mehsoos kiya. Woh bistar se utha aur bathroom ki taraf badhne laga.
Bathroom mein, Rita shayad chehre ke saamne wale sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, khoyi hui si. Shayad usne Pitaji ke bistar se utarne aur chalte hue kadmon ki awaaz sun li thi. Uski aankhon mein ek pal ke liye safai si dikhi. Usne jaldi se apna sir bathroom ke darwaze ki taraf ghumaya, aur jaise-jaise Pitaji ke kadam nazdeek aate gaye, uski aankhon mein ek halki si ghabrahat dikhayi di. Usne darwaze ke lock ki taraf dekha, aur shayad tab usse bhi yaad aaya ki usne darwaza lock nahi kiya tha. Lekin yeh ghabrahat sirf ek pal ke liye thi. Rita ek mazboot iradon wali aur samajhdar aurat thi. Ghabrahat ke baad woh turant shant ho gayi.
Rita ke shant hone ka yeh andaaz dekhkar mujhe laga ki woh jaldi se darwaza lock kar degi, kyunki Pitaji ka bedroom se nikalne ka ek hi maksad ho sakta tha—bathroom. Lekin Rita is waqt bilkul shant thi, uski nazar darwaze par tiki hui thi, jaise woh intezaar kar rahi ho.
Pitaji dheere-dheere bathroom ke bahar pahunch gaye. Unhone jaldi se darwaza kholne ki koshish nahi ki, balki apna kaan darwaze se laga kar andar ki awaaz sunne lage. Unka dimaag shayad thodi si safai ke saath wapas apni purani dabeel aur shareef halat mein aa gaya tha.
Rita abhi bhi bathroom ke bade sheeshe ke saamne khadi thi, bilkul shant. Mujhe yakeen tha ki agar Rita chahti, toh uske paas darwaza lock karne ka kaafi waqt tha. Lekin woh lock kyun nahi kar rahi thi? Kya...?
Thodi der tak kuch bhi awaaz na sunai dene ke baad, Pitaji ne himmat juta li. Jaise apne aap ko hosla dete hue, unhone apna haath bandh kiya aur darwaze ko khol diya.
Darwaza dheere-dheere khula. Pitaji is waqt bilkul ghabraye hue the. Shayad woh Rita ke chikhne ya virodh karne ke liye taiyaar the. Lekin hawas ne unhe aage badhne ki himmat di.
Jaise hi darwaza poora khula, Pitaji jaldi se andar ghus gaye. Lekin jaise hi woh andar pahunche, unhone dekha ki woh kisi se takraate-takraate bache. Unhone jaldi se apna sharir roka, aur jo nazara unke saamne aaya, usne unki aankhen chaundi kar di.
Saamne thi ek sundar, nangi aurat ka sharir—bilkul perfect. Rita ki chhati par ubhri hui, gol-gol chuchiyan, unke upar laal rang ke chhote se nipple, patli si kamar, apne aap ubhra hua gaand, lambi aur seedhi tangein, aur geele baalon ke saath ek sundar chehra. Yeh sab ek perfect S-shape jism ke saath.
Abhi tak Pitaji ka dimaag sirf Rita ke saath chudai karne ke bare mein soch raha tha. Bedroom mein andhera hone ki wajah se unhone Rita ke nange jism ko dhang se dekha bhi nahi tha. Lekin ab, bathroom ki roshni mein, Rita ka geela aur chamakta hua jism dekhkar Pitaji ke muh se thook nikal gaya.
Pitaji ne apna thook nigla, lekin yeh sundar jism us tarah chikh nahi raha tha, na hi chhupa raha tha, jaisa unhone socha tha. Rita bilkul shant nazron se Pitaji ko dekh rahi thi, bilkul thandi aur sakoon mein.
Rita ka yeh shant andaaz na sirf Pitaji ke liye, balki mere liye bhi hairaan karne wala tha. Yeh kya ho raha tha? Rita itni shant kyun thi? Main, jo duniyadari samajhta tha, woh bhi Rita ke is haal ko nahi samajh pa raha tha.
Pitaji ke liye yeh sab bilkul unexpected tha. Woh darwaza pakde hue khade the, baar-baar thook nigal rahe the, aur Rita ki aankhon mein seedhe dekh rahe the. Lekin woh bilkul hakke-bakke se khade rahe. Shayad agar Rita chikh-chillati ya virodh karti, toh unhe yeh zyaada samajh aata.
Rita ke shant nazron ke saamne, Pitaji ka chehra laal ho gaya. Unka sharir sakht ho gaya, woh idhar-udhar harkat karne lage, bilkul bechain. Sirf unka lund abhi bhi sakht tha, jo unke kamar ke paas khada tha. Rita ke nazron ke saamne, Pitaji ne aankhen jhuka li aur uski nazron se bhaag gaye.
Is waqt video mein ek lambi khamoshi chha gayi. Main, jo computer ke saamne baitha tha, usne bhi saans lene ki himmat nahi ki, darr tha ki kahin yeh khamoshi toot na jaye.
“Pfft,” ek halki si hansi ne khamoshi ko toda. Rita ne apna muh dabaya aur zor-zor se hansne lagi. Uski hansi mein ek alag si masti thi, ek narmi thi. Uski gol-gol chuchiyan uski hansi ke saath upar-neeche hil rahi thi, aur unke nipple ek aisi curve bana rahe the, jo kisi ko bhi pagal kar de.
Lekin is waqt na Pitaji aur na hi main is sundarta ko dekhne ke mood mein the. Rita ki hansi badhti gayi, aur uski aankhon se aansoon nikal aaye. Agar koi pehle se na jaanta ki kya hua tha, toh yeh sochta ki Rita kisi khushi ke mauke par itna hans rahi hai.
Yeh kya ho raha tha? Main aur Pitaji bilkul chakkar mein aa gaye. Kya Rita ka dimaag kharab ho gaya tha? Is khayal ne mujhe ekdum se baithne par majboor kar diya. Mera dil ghabra raha tha. Agar Rita sach mein paagal ho gayi thi, toh main apni galti ke liye marne ke liye taiyaar tha, apne gunah ka prashchit karne ke liye.
Pitaji bhi Rita ko dekhte hue dang reh gaye. Unka dimaag jaise band ho gaya tha. Ab sirf Rita ke alawa, hum dono sirf intezaar kar rahe the.
Kaafi der hansne ke baad, Rita ne apni hansi roki. Usne apne aansoon pochhe aur Pitaji ki taraf poora mud gayi. Uska perfect jism ab bilkul khula hua tha, bina kisi sharam ke.
Yeh pehli baar thi jab Pitaji ne Rita ki chuchiyon aur nipples ko itne kareeb se dekha tha. Lekin Rita ke is ajeeb vyavhaar ne unhe itna pareshan kar diya tha ki woh is sundarta ka maza nahi le pa rahe the.
Mudne ke baad, Rita dheere-dheere Pitaji ke paas aayi, uske kadam halke lekin pakke the. Jaise-jaise woh nazdeek aayi, mera aur Pitaji ka dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga. Kya Rita khud se...?
Pitaji ke paas pahunch kar, Rita ne apne lambi, gori baahon ko Pitaji ke gale mein daal diya. Uski chuchiyan Pitaji ke seene se sirf ek inch door thi.
Jab Rita ne apni baahon ko Pitaji ke gale mein dala, Pitaji ka sharir ekdum se kaanp utha. Unka lund, jo abhi bhi sakht tha, ekdum se upar-neeche hilne laga. Agar dawai ka asar na hota, toh shayad Pitaji dar ke maare naram ho jaate.
“Jag gaye?” Rita ne narmi se kaha, uske chehre par ek shant si muskurahat thi.
“Uh... haan... jag gaya, nahi-nahi, main toh... s-soya hi nahi tha,” Pitaji ghabrahat mein haklate hue bole, Rita ke is ajeeb vyavhaar ka jawab dete hue.
“Abhi maza aaya?” Rita ne apna muh Pitaji ke kaan ke paas le jaakar, halke se kaha. Uski saans se garam hawa Pitaji ke kaan par lagi, aur unke kaan ekdum laal ho gaye.
Pitaji kuch bol nahi paye. Unhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki “haan” bole ya “nahi,” kyunki yeh sab unke liye ekdum naya aur pareshan karne wala tha.
“Main toh bahut masti mein thi, sach mein. Maine aisa maza pehle kabhi nahi liya, jaise main asmaan mein ud rahi thi. Shukriya, aapne mujhe ek aurat hone ka asli ehsaas dilaya,” Rita ne Pitaji ke kaan ke paas dheere se kaha, uski awaaz mein ek masti bhari thi.
Pitaji abhi bhi chup the, bas ghabraye hue is sab ka saamna kar rahe the. Rita ki yeh baat sun kar mera aur Pitaji ka dil dono ke dil khujli se bhar gaye.
“Lekin, is asmaan tak ke maze ke saath-saath, mujhe dhokha aur vishwasghaat ka bhi ehsaas hua. Tumne mujhe dhokha diya, aur maine Sameer ke saath vishwasghaat kiya,” Rita ki awaaz ekdum thandi aur shant ho gayi. Uski aankhon mein masti aur narmi gayab ho gayi, ab sirf dard aur udaasi thi. Yeh Rita bilkul alag thi, jaise woh pehle wali Rita hi nahi thi.
Is baat ko sunte hi mera aur Pitaji ka sharir ekdum sakht ho gaya. Hamare maathe par paseena chhootne laga. Hum dono intezaar kar rahe the, Rita ke agle faisle ka, uski saza ka...