Kolkata ki thodi si barsaat wali shaam thi. Main, Imran, apne 2BHK flat ke room ke sofa pe baitha tha. Bank ki job se laute hue sirf 20 minute hue the, lekin lag raha tha jaise pura din guzar gaya ho.
Huma kitchen mein thi. Uske paon ki payal ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi. Woh aaj bhi apne favourite pink salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jiska dupatta thoda transparent tha aur kameez ke upar se uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf dikh rahe the jab woh jhuk rahi thi.
25 saal ki Huma sach mein bahut khubsurat thi. Gulabi hont, bilkul doodh jaisa gora rang, lambe kaale baal jo uske hips tak latakte the, aur figure…, 34-28-36. Bahar nikalte waqt woh hamesha parda karti thi, lekin ghar mein sirf yeh salwar suits. Aur main jaanta tha ki uske andar kuch bhi nahi pehenti – na bra, na panty – kyuki mujhe yeh pasand tha.
“Imran… chai pioge?” usne kitchen se pucha, uski awaaz mein wohi pyar bhari mithaas thi.
“Haan… le aao,” maine kaha.
Woh chai ka tray leke aayi..Jab woh jhuk kar table pe tray rakh rahi thi, uske bade chuche kameez ke andar hil rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Uske gulabi hont thoda sa khule the. Main usko dekhta raha.
Hamara Routine tha
Subah office, shaam ghar, raat ko sex… woh bhi 10-12 minute ka aur so jaana.
Huma mere paas baith gayi. Usne apna haath mere thigh pe rakh diya aur dheere se sahlaane lagi.
“Thak gaye ho na aaj?” usne pucha
“Haan… thoda,” maine kaha aur uske haath pe apna haath rakh diya.
Woh thoda aur paas sarak aayi. Uski kameez ke andar se uske chuche ka garm mehsoos ho raha tha mere biceps se. Usne dheere se mere kaan mein kaha,
“Aaj jaldi khaana kha lete hai… phir bedroom chalte hain?”
Main muskuraya
Raat ke 10:45 baje hum bedroom mein the.
Huma ne salwar suit utaar diya. Uske bade, tight, doodhiya chuche bilkul saamne the. Nipples halke pink the aur thode khade ho chuke the. Woh bed pe let gayi, taange thodi si khol kar.
Main bhi kapde utaar kar uske upar chadh gaya.
Andar daala… garm thi, geeli thi… lekin excitement nahi tha mujhe
10 minute baad main jhad gaya.
Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur bol diya, “I love you.”
Main uske bagal mein let gaya.
Woh mere seene pe sir rakh kar so gayi.
Lekin main jaag raha tha.
aankhein band kar ke soch raha tha –
Ab is sex me maza nhi aa raha
Huma ki saans dheere dheere chal rahi thi.
Uski ek taang abhi bhi meri taang pe thi. Uska soft, gora jism mere se satta hua tha.
Aur main soch raha tha…
Agar koi aur… usko is tarah chhue… uske bade chuche dabaye…
Pehli baar yeh soch mere lund ko ek ajib sa maza mila
Agle din subah 8:30 baje.
Mainbank ke cabin mein baitha tha. Laptop screen pe Excel sheet khula tha, lekin aankhein sirf uspe thi, dimaag bilkul kahin aur tha.
Raat ki baat yaad aate hi dil mein ek gehra sa guilt hua..
“Ufff main apni biwi ke baare mein aisa kaise soch sakta hoon?”
Huma – meri pyari, seedhi, khubsurat Huma. Jisne mujhse shaadi ke baad kabhi kisi aur taraf dekha bhi nahi.Usko kisi aur mard ke saath imagine karna… uske bade dudhiya chuche kisi aur ke haathon mein… uske gulabi hont kisi aur ke lund pe…
Mera chehra garam ho gaya. Haath mein pen tightly pakad liya.
“Pagal ho gaya hoon kya main? Yeh sab sochna bhi gunaah hai.”
Main chair pe peeche let gaya aur aankhein band kar li.
Lekin jaise hi aankhein band hui, wohi scene wapas aa gaya – kal raat Huma bed pe leti hui, uske bade chuche hilte hue, gulabi nipples thode khade… aur mere dimaag ne uski jagah kisi aur ko bitha diya. Ek mazboot mard… jo usko dheere dheere chhoo raha hai, uske salwar ka naada khol raha hai, uske doodhiye jism ko apne haathon se masal raha ho.
Lund andar hi andar halka sa khada hone laga.
“Fuck… kya ho raha hai mujhe?”
Main turant aankhein khol di aur chair pe seedha ho gaya. Coffee ka cup uthaya aur ek bada sip liya, jaise garam coffee guilt ko jala degi. Lekin nahi… excitement aur badh rahi thi. Dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek ajeeb si khujli si ho rahi thi andar
Colleague ne aake pucha, “Imran bhai, lunch ke liye chaloge?”
Main muskuraya, “Haan… bas 5 minute.”
Lekin andar se soch raha tha –
Agar sach mein koi aur Huma ko touch kare… toh woh kaisi react karegi?
Yeh soch kar mera lund pant ke andar poora khada ho gaya. Main table ke neeche haath daal kar dheere se daba diya.
“Harami hoon main… apni biwi ko randi samajh raha hoon. Yeh sab galat hai.”
Lekin excitement ruk nahi rahi thi.
Office ke washroom jaane ka mann kar raha tha… akela baith kar yeh sab sochne ka.
Shaam ko ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do hisse lad rahe the:
Ek bol raha tha – “Bas kar Imran, aaj se yeh sochna band kar.”
Doosra hissa dheere se muskurate hue bol raha tha – “Aaj raat Huma ke saath sex karte waqt… thoda aur detail mein soch ke dekhna… kaisa lagega?”
Ghar pahunchte hi maine darwaza khola.
Huma kitchen se aayi, aaj bhi wohi light blue salwar suit mein. Dupatta ek taraf tha. Uske bade chuche salwar ke kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Office kaisa tha aaj? Thak gaye ho na?”
Main usko dekhta raha… uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, uski masoomiyat… aur andar se ek thrill chhup chhup ke bol raha tha:
“Kal raat jo socha tha… woh sach mein ho sakta hai kya?”
Raat ke 10:40 ke time.
Drawing room ki lights dim thi. Huma mere saath sofa pe baithi thi, uska sir mere kandhe pe. TV chal raha tha, lekin hum dono dekh nahi rahe the. Uski saansein dheere dheere meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.
“Imran… aaj office mein kya hua tha? Thoda tense lag rahe ho,” usne pucha, uski awaaz mein pyar tha.
Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola, “Bas kaam jyada tha… tu fikar mat kar.”
Huma ne mujhe dekha, uske bade, kaale aankhein chamak rahi thi. Phir woh dheere se uthi aur mera haath pakad kar bedroom ki taraf le gayi.
Andar pahunchte hi usne door band kiya aur mujhe dekha. Gulabi hont pe halki si smile thi. Usne apna dupatta dheere se khol diya aur side pe rakh diya. Light blue salwar suit mein uska figure bilkul perfect dikhta tha – chhati pe kameez thodi tight thi, jisse uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf shape mein ubhar rahe the. Kamar patli thi, hips gol aur bhare hue the.
Woh mere paas aayi aur mere gale mein baahen daal di. “Aaj main tumhe bahut pyar karna chahti hoon,” usne dheere se kaha aur mere hont pe apne gulabi, naram hont rakh diye. Kiss dheere dheere gehra hota gaya. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se khel rahi thi, bilkul pyar se.
Main uske peeth pe haath ferne laga. Salwar ki kameez ke upar se uski soft, garmi feel ho rahi thi. Phir maine dheere se uski kameez ka naada khola. Huma ne haath utha kar kameez utaar di.
Uski upper body bilkul nangi ho gayi.
Dudhiya gora rang, bilkul doodh jaisa. Bade-bade, heavy chuche – 34D size ke, perfectly round, thode neeche ki taraf jhuke hue lekin bahut tight. Pinkish-brown nipples halke se khade the, charo taraf chhoti-chhoti goosebumps si. Jab woh saans leti thi, dono chuche dheere se upar-neeche hilte the.
Main neeche jhuka aur ek nipple ko muh mein le liya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ummm… Imran…” usne mere baal pakad liye.
Main dusre chuche ko haath se dabane laga – soft, garam
Huma ki taangein kaanp rahi thi. Usne apna salwar ka naada khol diya aur neeche se utaar diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi khadi thi mere saamne.
Uski chut bilkul clean shaved thi – tight, thodi si geeli shine de rahi thi. Uske thighs soft aur gora, hips ke neeche do chhote-chhote dimples.
Main usko bed pe letaya. Uski taangein dheere se khol di. Uske bade chuche dono taraf spread ho gaye the, nipples abhi bhi khade the. Main uske upar chadh gaya. Lund pehle se hi khada tha.
Dheere se andar daala. Huma ki aankhein band ho gayi, gulabi hont khul gaye. “Ahhh… pyar se… ,” usne kaha.
Main slow motion mein andar-bahar karne laga. Har dhakke pe uske bade chuche hil rahe the – upar-neeche, gol gol. Main ek haath se ek chuchi pakad kar dabata, dusre haath se uske hont ko kiss karta. Huma mere peeth pe naakhun gadha rahi thi, dheere dheere awaaz kar rahi thi – “Imran… aur zor se… haan… accha lag raha hai…”
15-20 minute tak hum isi tarah pyaar karte rahe. Phir Huma ki saansein tez hone lagi. Usne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur boli, “Main aa rahi hoon……”
Main ne bhi speed badha di. Kuch dhakko ke baad dono saath mein jhad gaye. Huma ki chut mere lund ko jakad liya. uske chuche mere seene se dab rahe the. Uski gardan pe paseena tha, gulabi hont khule hue the.
Hum dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye. Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar let gayi. Uski ek taang meri taang pe thi. Uske bade chuche mere side mein dab rahe the, abhi bhi garam aur soft.
“Imran… tum bahut achhe ho,” usne dheere se kaha aur mujhe kiss kiya.
Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se wohi guilt aur excitement tha.
Kal raat jo socha tha… aaj sex ke dauran bhi kai baar wohi images aa gaye the – Huma ke yahi bade chuche kisi aur ke muh mein… uski yahi tight chut kisi aur ke lund se bhar jaaye…
Subah meri aankhe khuli. Huma mere bagal mein thi, abhi bhi nangi, uske bade dudhiya chooche ek taraf ko latak rahe the. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi.
Woh jaag gayi, meri taraf palti aur muskurate hue boli,
“Imran… ek baat kahoon?”
“Haan bolo,” maine uske baal mein haath ferte hue kaha.
Huma boli,
“Ghar ka kaam bahut ho gaya hai… roz subah office jaane se pehle saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… main akeli nahi sambhal pa rahi. Kya hum ek naukar rakh lein? jo ghar ke kaam kar de.
Main usko dekhta reh gaya.
Uske gulabi hont bolte hue bhi itne naram lag rahe the. Uski badi-badi aankhein meri taraf dekh rahi thi. Aur mere dimaag mein turant kal raat wali baat yaad aa gayi
Andar se ek current sa dauda.
Lekin maine bahar se normal muskurahat di aur bola,
“Theek hai… dekh lete hain. Koi accha sa aadmi mil jaaye toh rakh lenge.”
Huma khush ho kar mujhe kiss karne lagi. Uski nangi choochiyan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. “Shukriya jaan… tum bahut samajhdaar ho.”
Uske baad woh uth kar salwar suit pehenne lagi. Main usko dekhta raha – jab woh jhuk kar salwar ka naada baandh rahi thi, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar latak-latak kar hil rahe the. Dupatta uthate waqt uski kamar aur hips ka shape saaf dikha.
Main office ke liye ready hua aur nikal gaya.
Mere laptop pe Chrome mein ek private tab khula tha.
Maine “desi cuckold servant wife” search kiya tha.
Ek video khola – ek gori, khubsurat biwi (bilkul Huma jaisi) apne ghar ke naukar ke saath thi. Naukar ka lund mota aur kaala tha. Woh biwi ko kitchen ke counter pe jhuka kar peeche se chod raha tha. Biwi ke chooche latak rahe the, uske muh se awaazein nikal rahi thi – “Ahhh… aur zor se… haan …”
Main video dheere-dheere dekh raha tha.
Volume bilkul zero, sirf aankhein video pe lagi thi.
Aur main Huma aur khud ko imagine karne laga…
Main video dekhte hue apna lund pant ke andar haath daal kar dheere-dheere sehlane laga.
Guilt bhi ho raha tha –
“Uff… main apni biwi ko naukar ke saath kaise soch raha hoon? Huma itni seedhi hai… main kitna ganda ho gaya hoon.”
Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Video mein biwi jhad rahi thi, uske chooche hil rahe the, naukar uske muh mein apna lund daal raha tha.
Maine aankhein band ki aur socha –
Agar yeh sab humare ghar mein ho… Huma ke bade chooche naukar ke muh mein… uski chut naukar ke lund se bhar jaaye… aur main chhup kar dekh raha hoon… toh kaisa lagega?
Shaam Ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do awaazein lad rahi thi:
Ek bol rahi thi – “Bas kar Imran… yeh sab galat hai.”
Doosra hissa dheere se bol raha tha – “Aaj shaam naukar ke liye dekh… aur Huma se baat kar..
Shaam ke 7:15 baje main bank se ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi Huma kitchen se aayi. Aaj woh cream colour ka salwar suit pehne thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Woh muskurate hue mere gale lag gayi.
“Jaan aa gaye? Thak gaye kya?” usne pucha aur mere hont pe ek pyara sa chumma le liya.
Main usko gale lagaye hue bola,
“Haan thoda thak gaya hoon. Chai bana do na.”
Huma chai le aayi. Hum dono sofa pe baith gaye. Maine uske kandhe pe haath rakh diya. Uski soft skin aur choochiyon ki garmi feel ho rahi thi.
Maine dheere se kaha,
“Woh baat… jo subah ki thi… naukar wali.”
Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi.
“Haan… sach mein bahut mushkil ho raha hai akeli sab sambhalna. Tum subah office chale jaate ho, main pura din ghar sambhalti hoon. Ek accha sa aadmi naukar aa jaaye toh kaam bahut aasan ho jaayega.”
Main uske chehre ko dekhta raha. Uske gulabi hont aur woh masoomiyat… aur mere dimaag mein turant woh video wali tasveer aa gayi – Huma isi salwar suit mein naukar ke saamne khadi hai.
Maine andar se saans li aur bola,
“Theek hai jaan. Aaj final karte hain. Hum ek naukar rakh lenge. Lekin ek baat… woh ghar ke andar hi rahega, saaf-safai, khana, kapde… sab karega. Tumhe koi takleef toh nahi hogi na?”
Huma muskurayi aur mere seene pe sir rakh diya,
“Nahi jaan… main toh bahut khush hoon. Tum itna samajhdaar ho. Bas ek accha aur imaandaar aadmi ho toh kaafi hai.”
Uske baal sahlate hue maine socha – “Imaandaar… haan, bilkul.”
Phir maine usko kiss kiya. Uski choochiyan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Kiss thoda gehra ho gaya. Huma ki saans tez hone lagi. Lekin maine rok liya aur bola,
“Abhi main ek call karta hoon. Mere colleague Rahul hai, uske ghar pe naukar kaafi time se hai. Woh intizam kar dega.”
Huma khush ho kar boli,
“Jaldi call karo na.”
Main phone uthaya aur Rahul ko call kar diya.
“Arre Imran bhai! Kya baat hai?” Rahul ki awaaz aayi.
“Rahul, ek zaruri kaam hai. Mere ghar mein ek naukar chahiye. Ghar ka pura kaam – saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… sab. Kya tere paas koi accha aadmi hai?
Rahul soch kar bola,
“Bilkul bhai. Mere paas ek ladka hai – naam hai Pawan. Umra sirf 22 saal hai, Bihar ka hai garib ghar ka ladka hai lekin Bahut imaandaar aur mehnati hai. Pehle mere ghar pe kaam karta tha. kaam bahut accha karta hai. Bilkul sharif aur seedha ladka hai.”
Main bola,
“Bahut accha. Kal subah 9 baje bhej dena. Ghar ka address WhatsApp kar deta hoon.”
Call katne ke baad Huma mere paas aa gayi aur mujhe tightly hug kar liya.
“Shukriya jaan… ab ghar ka bojh kam ho jaayega.”
Uski badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab rahi thi. Main uske peeth pe haath fer raha tha.
Main Huma ko aur tightly pakad liya aur uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
“Kal dekh lenge… agar Pawan accha laga toh rakh lenge.”
Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Haan jaan… bas tumhe pasand aana chahiye.”
Huma kitchen mein thi. Uske paon ki payal ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi. Woh aaj bhi apne favourite pink salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jiska dupatta thoda transparent tha aur kameez ke upar se uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf dikh rahe the jab woh jhuk rahi thi.
25 saal ki Huma sach mein bahut khubsurat thi. Gulabi hont, bilkul doodh jaisa gora rang, lambe kaale baal jo uske hips tak latakte the, aur figure…, 34-28-36. Bahar nikalte waqt woh hamesha parda karti thi, lekin ghar mein sirf yeh salwar suits. Aur main jaanta tha ki uske andar kuch bhi nahi pehenti – na bra, na panty – kyuki mujhe yeh pasand tha.
“Imran… chai pioge?” usne kitchen se pucha, uski awaaz mein wohi pyar bhari mithaas thi.
“Haan… le aao,” maine kaha.
Woh chai ka tray leke aayi..Jab woh jhuk kar table pe tray rakh rahi thi, uske bade chuche kameez ke andar hil rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Uske gulabi hont thoda sa khule the. Main usko dekhta raha.
Hamara Routine tha
Subah office, shaam ghar, raat ko sex… woh bhi 10-12 minute ka aur so jaana.
Huma mere paas baith gayi. Usne apna haath mere thigh pe rakh diya aur dheere se sahlaane lagi.
“Thak gaye ho na aaj?” usne pucha
“Haan… thoda,” maine kaha aur uske haath pe apna haath rakh diya.
Woh thoda aur paas sarak aayi. Uski kameez ke andar se uske chuche ka garm mehsoos ho raha tha mere biceps se. Usne dheere se mere kaan mein kaha,
“Aaj jaldi khaana kha lete hai… phir bedroom chalte hain?”
Main muskuraya
Raat ke 10:45 baje hum bedroom mein the.
Huma ne salwar suit utaar diya. Uske bade, tight, doodhiya chuche bilkul saamne the. Nipples halke pink the aur thode khade ho chuke the. Woh bed pe let gayi, taange thodi si khol kar.
Main bhi kapde utaar kar uske upar chadh gaya.
Andar daala… garm thi, geeli thi… lekin excitement nahi tha mujhe
10 minute baad main jhad gaya.
Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur bol diya, “I love you.”
Main uske bagal mein let gaya.
Woh mere seene pe sir rakh kar so gayi.
Lekin main jaag raha tha.
aankhein band kar ke soch raha tha –
Ab is sex me maza nhi aa raha
Huma ki saans dheere dheere chal rahi thi.
Uski ek taang abhi bhi meri taang pe thi. Uska soft, gora jism mere se satta hua tha.
Aur main soch raha tha…
Agar koi aur… usko is tarah chhue… uske bade chuche dabaye…
Pehli baar yeh soch mere lund ko ek ajib sa maza mila
Agle din subah 8:30 baje.
Mainbank ke cabin mein baitha tha. Laptop screen pe Excel sheet khula tha, lekin aankhein sirf uspe thi, dimaag bilkul kahin aur tha.
Raat ki baat yaad aate hi dil mein ek gehra sa guilt hua..
“Ufff main apni biwi ke baare mein aisa kaise soch sakta hoon?”
Huma – meri pyari, seedhi, khubsurat Huma. Jisne mujhse shaadi ke baad kabhi kisi aur taraf dekha bhi nahi.Usko kisi aur mard ke saath imagine karna… uske bade dudhiya chuche kisi aur ke haathon mein… uske gulabi hont kisi aur ke lund pe…
Mera chehra garam ho gaya. Haath mein pen tightly pakad liya.
“Pagal ho gaya hoon kya main? Yeh sab sochna bhi gunaah hai.”
Main chair pe peeche let gaya aur aankhein band kar li.
Lekin jaise hi aankhein band hui, wohi scene wapas aa gaya – kal raat Huma bed pe leti hui, uske bade chuche hilte hue, gulabi nipples thode khade… aur mere dimaag ne uski jagah kisi aur ko bitha diya. Ek mazboot mard… jo usko dheere dheere chhoo raha hai, uske salwar ka naada khol raha hai, uske doodhiye jism ko apne haathon se masal raha ho.
Lund andar hi andar halka sa khada hone laga.
“Fuck… kya ho raha hai mujhe?”
Main turant aankhein khol di aur chair pe seedha ho gaya. Coffee ka cup uthaya aur ek bada sip liya, jaise garam coffee guilt ko jala degi. Lekin nahi… excitement aur badh rahi thi. Dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek ajeeb si khujli si ho rahi thi andar
Colleague ne aake pucha, “Imran bhai, lunch ke liye chaloge?”
Main muskuraya, “Haan… bas 5 minute.”
Lekin andar se soch raha tha –
Agar sach mein koi aur Huma ko touch kare… toh woh kaisi react karegi?
Yeh soch kar mera lund pant ke andar poora khada ho gaya. Main table ke neeche haath daal kar dheere se daba diya.
“Harami hoon main… apni biwi ko randi samajh raha hoon. Yeh sab galat hai.”
Lekin excitement ruk nahi rahi thi.
Office ke washroom jaane ka mann kar raha tha… akela baith kar yeh sab sochne ka.
Shaam ko ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do hisse lad rahe the:
Ek bol raha tha – “Bas kar Imran, aaj se yeh sochna band kar.”
Doosra hissa dheere se muskurate hue bol raha tha – “Aaj raat Huma ke saath sex karte waqt… thoda aur detail mein soch ke dekhna… kaisa lagega?”
Ghar pahunchte hi maine darwaza khola.
Huma kitchen se aayi, aaj bhi wohi light blue salwar suit mein. Dupatta ek taraf tha. Uske bade chuche salwar ke kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Office kaisa tha aaj? Thak gaye ho na?”
Main usko dekhta raha… uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, uski masoomiyat… aur andar se ek thrill chhup chhup ke bol raha tha:
“Kal raat jo socha tha… woh sach mein ho sakta hai kya?”
Raat ke 10:40 ke time.
Drawing room ki lights dim thi. Huma mere saath sofa pe baithi thi, uska sir mere kandhe pe. TV chal raha tha, lekin hum dono dekh nahi rahe the. Uski saansein dheere dheere meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.
“Imran… aaj office mein kya hua tha? Thoda tense lag rahe ho,” usne pucha, uski awaaz mein pyar tha.
Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola, “Bas kaam jyada tha… tu fikar mat kar.”
Huma ne mujhe dekha, uske bade, kaale aankhein chamak rahi thi. Phir woh dheere se uthi aur mera haath pakad kar bedroom ki taraf le gayi.
Andar pahunchte hi usne door band kiya aur mujhe dekha. Gulabi hont pe halki si smile thi. Usne apna dupatta dheere se khol diya aur side pe rakh diya. Light blue salwar suit mein uska figure bilkul perfect dikhta tha – chhati pe kameez thodi tight thi, jisse uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf shape mein ubhar rahe the. Kamar patli thi, hips gol aur bhare hue the.
Woh mere paas aayi aur mere gale mein baahen daal di. “Aaj main tumhe bahut pyar karna chahti hoon,” usne dheere se kaha aur mere hont pe apne gulabi, naram hont rakh diye. Kiss dheere dheere gehra hota gaya. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se khel rahi thi, bilkul pyar se.
Main uske peeth pe haath ferne laga. Salwar ki kameez ke upar se uski soft, garmi feel ho rahi thi. Phir maine dheere se uski kameez ka naada khola. Huma ne haath utha kar kameez utaar di.
Uski upper body bilkul nangi ho gayi.
Dudhiya gora rang, bilkul doodh jaisa. Bade-bade, heavy chuche – 34D size ke, perfectly round, thode neeche ki taraf jhuke hue lekin bahut tight. Pinkish-brown nipples halke se khade the, charo taraf chhoti-chhoti goosebumps si. Jab woh saans leti thi, dono chuche dheere se upar-neeche hilte the.
Main neeche jhuka aur ek nipple ko muh mein le liya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ummm… Imran…” usne mere baal pakad liye.
Main dusre chuche ko haath se dabane laga – soft, garam
Huma ki taangein kaanp rahi thi. Usne apna salwar ka naada khol diya aur neeche se utaar diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi khadi thi mere saamne.
Uski chut bilkul clean shaved thi – tight, thodi si geeli shine de rahi thi. Uske thighs soft aur gora, hips ke neeche do chhote-chhote dimples.
Main usko bed pe letaya. Uski taangein dheere se khol di. Uske bade chuche dono taraf spread ho gaye the, nipples abhi bhi khade the. Main uske upar chadh gaya. Lund pehle se hi khada tha.
Dheere se andar daala. Huma ki aankhein band ho gayi, gulabi hont khul gaye. “Ahhh… pyar se… ,” usne kaha.
Main slow motion mein andar-bahar karne laga. Har dhakke pe uske bade chuche hil rahe the – upar-neeche, gol gol. Main ek haath se ek chuchi pakad kar dabata, dusre haath se uske hont ko kiss karta. Huma mere peeth pe naakhun gadha rahi thi, dheere dheere awaaz kar rahi thi – “Imran… aur zor se… haan… accha lag raha hai…”
15-20 minute tak hum isi tarah pyaar karte rahe. Phir Huma ki saansein tez hone lagi. Usne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur boli, “Main aa rahi hoon……”
Main ne bhi speed badha di. Kuch dhakko ke baad dono saath mein jhad gaye. Huma ki chut mere lund ko jakad liya. uske chuche mere seene se dab rahe the. Uski gardan pe paseena tha, gulabi hont khule hue the.
Hum dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye. Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar let gayi. Uski ek taang meri taang pe thi. Uske bade chuche mere side mein dab rahe the, abhi bhi garam aur soft.
“Imran… tum bahut achhe ho,” usne dheere se kaha aur mujhe kiss kiya.
Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se wohi guilt aur excitement tha.
Kal raat jo socha tha… aaj sex ke dauran bhi kai baar wohi images aa gaye the – Huma ke yahi bade chuche kisi aur ke muh mein… uski yahi tight chut kisi aur ke lund se bhar jaaye…
Subah meri aankhe khuli. Huma mere bagal mein thi, abhi bhi nangi, uske bade dudhiya chooche ek taraf ko latak rahe the. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi.
Woh jaag gayi, meri taraf palti aur muskurate hue boli,
“Imran… ek baat kahoon?”
“Haan bolo,” maine uske baal mein haath ferte hue kaha.
Huma boli,
“Ghar ka kaam bahut ho gaya hai… roz subah office jaane se pehle saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… main akeli nahi sambhal pa rahi. Kya hum ek naukar rakh lein? jo ghar ke kaam kar de.
Main usko dekhta reh gaya.
Uske gulabi hont bolte hue bhi itne naram lag rahe the. Uski badi-badi aankhein meri taraf dekh rahi thi. Aur mere dimaag mein turant kal raat wali baat yaad aa gayi
Andar se ek current sa dauda.
Lekin maine bahar se normal muskurahat di aur bola,
“Theek hai… dekh lete hain. Koi accha sa aadmi mil jaaye toh rakh lenge.”
Huma khush ho kar mujhe kiss karne lagi. Uski nangi choochiyan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. “Shukriya jaan… tum bahut samajhdaar ho.”
Uske baad woh uth kar salwar suit pehenne lagi. Main usko dekhta raha – jab woh jhuk kar salwar ka naada baandh rahi thi, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar latak-latak kar hil rahe the. Dupatta uthate waqt uski kamar aur hips ka shape saaf dikha.
Main office ke liye ready hua aur nikal gaya.
Mere laptop pe Chrome mein ek private tab khula tha.
Maine “desi cuckold servant wife” search kiya tha.
Ek video khola – ek gori, khubsurat biwi (bilkul Huma jaisi) apne ghar ke naukar ke saath thi. Naukar ka lund mota aur kaala tha. Woh biwi ko kitchen ke counter pe jhuka kar peeche se chod raha tha. Biwi ke chooche latak rahe the, uske muh se awaazein nikal rahi thi – “Ahhh… aur zor se… haan …”
Main video dheere-dheere dekh raha tha.
Volume bilkul zero, sirf aankhein video pe lagi thi.
Aur main Huma aur khud ko imagine karne laga…
Main video dekhte hue apna lund pant ke andar haath daal kar dheere-dheere sehlane laga.
Guilt bhi ho raha tha –
“Uff… main apni biwi ko naukar ke saath kaise soch raha hoon? Huma itni seedhi hai… main kitna ganda ho gaya hoon.”
Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Video mein biwi jhad rahi thi, uske chooche hil rahe the, naukar uske muh mein apna lund daal raha tha.
Maine aankhein band ki aur socha –
Agar yeh sab humare ghar mein ho… Huma ke bade chooche naukar ke muh mein… uski chut naukar ke lund se bhar jaaye… aur main chhup kar dekh raha hoon… toh kaisa lagega?
Shaam Ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do awaazein lad rahi thi:
Ek bol rahi thi – “Bas kar Imran… yeh sab galat hai.”
Doosra hissa dheere se bol raha tha – “Aaj shaam naukar ke liye dekh… aur Huma se baat kar..
Shaam ke 7:15 baje main bank se ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi Huma kitchen se aayi. Aaj woh cream colour ka salwar suit pehne thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Woh muskurate hue mere gale lag gayi.
“Jaan aa gaye? Thak gaye kya?” usne pucha aur mere hont pe ek pyara sa chumma le liya.
Main usko gale lagaye hue bola,
“Haan thoda thak gaya hoon. Chai bana do na.”
Huma chai le aayi. Hum dono sofa pe baith gaye. Maine uske kandhe pe haath rakh diya. Uski soft skin aur choochiyon ki garmi feel ho rahi thi.
Maine dheere se kaha,
“Woh baat… jo subah ki thi… naukar wali.”
Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi.
“Haan… sach mein bahut mushkil ho raha hai akeli sab sambhalna. Tum subah office chale jaate ho, main pura din ghar sambhalti hoon. Ek accha sa aadmi naukar aa jaaye toh kaam bahut aasan ho jaayega.”
Main uske chehre ko dekhta raha. Uske gulabi hont aur woh masoomiyat… aur mere dimaag mein turant woh video wali tasveer aa gayi – Huma isi salwar suit mein naukar ke saamne khadi hai.
Maine andar se saans li aur bola,
“Theek hai jaan. Aaj final karte hain. Hum ek naukar rakh lenge. Lekin ek baat… woh ghar ke andar hi rahega, saaf-safai, khana, kapde… sab karega. Tumhe koi takleef toh nahi hogi na?”
Huma muskurayi aur mere seene pe sir rakh diya,
“Nahi jaan… main toh bahut khush hoon. Tum itna samajhdaar ho. Bas ek accha aur imaandaar aadmi ho toh kaafi hai.”
Uske baal sahlate hue maine socha – “Imaandaar… haan, bilkul.”
Phir maine usko kiss kiya. Uski choochiyan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Kiss thoda gehra ho gaya. Huma ki saans tez hone lagi. Lekin maine rok liya aur bola,
“Abhi main ek call karta hoon. Mere colleague Rahul hai, uske ghar pe naukar kaafi time se hai. Woh intizam kar dega.”
Huma khush ho kar boli,
“Jaldi call karo na.”
Main phone uthaya aur Rahul ko call kar diya.
“Arre Imran bhai! Kya baat hai?” Rahul ki awaaz aayi.
“Rahul, ek zaruri kaam hai. Mere ghar mein ek naukar chahiye. Ghar ka pura kaam – saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… sab. Kya tere paas koi accha aadmi hai?
Rahul soch kar bola,
“Bilkul bhai. Mere paas ek ladka hai – naam hai Pawan. Umra sirf 22 saal hai, Bihar ka hai garib ghar ka ladka hai lekin Bahut imaandaar aur mehnati hai. Pehle mere ghar pe kaam karta tha. kaam bahut accha karta hai. Bilkul sharif aur seedha ladka hai.”
Main bola,
“Bahut accha. Kal subah 9 baje bhej dena. Ghar ka address WhatsApp kar deta hoon.”
Call katne ke baad Huma mere paas aa gayi aur mujhe tightly hug kar liya.
“Shukriya jaan… ab ghar ka bojh kam ho jaayega.”
Uski badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab rahi thi. Main uske peeth pe haath fer raha tha.
Main Huma ko aur tightly pakad liya aur uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
“Kal dekh lenge… agar Pawan accha laga toh rakh lenge.”
Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Haan jaan… bas tumhe pasand aana chahiye.”
