Adultery Sasur aur Bahu Ki Anokhi Kahani
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Chapter 75: Neeche ki Shararat
[Location: Dining Room, Raat 9:00 PM]
Ghar mein raat ke khane ki taiyari ho chuki thi. Hawa mein daal-tadke ki khushboo thi, par mere kamre mein jo ‘Taiyari’ hui thi, uski khushboo alag hi thi.
Main apne kamre mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi.
Maine wo heavy Saree utaar di thi.
Aaj raat ka plan ‘Bada’ tha , isliye mujhe tayar hona tha. Par Rachana ne kaha tha—“Surprise dheere-dheere khulna chahiye.” Raat ke us ‘Special Session’ ke liye mujhe kuch aisa pehenna tha jo Aaramdayak ho, par Kholne mein aasaan ho.
Maine apne nange, wax kiye huye shareer par sabse pehle wo Gehri Jamuni Satin Camisole pehni.
Ye ek patli si, sleeveless slip thi jo mere shareer se paani ki tarah chipak gayi. Iska gala deep tha aur mere nipples satin ke neeche se ubhar rahe the.
Neeche… maine Kuch Nahi pehna tha. Na Panty. Na kuch aur.
Bas wo ‘Dil’ wala shape aur ‘Tattoo’ meri nangi skin par chamak rahe the.
Rang tha Dark Purple.
Kapda bahut soft aur phisalna tha.
Sabse khaas baat ye thi ki maine iske neeche Kuch Nahi pehna tha.
Na Bra. Na Panty.
Meri wax ki hui, tattoo wali, nangi chamdi seedha satin ke kapde ko chu rahi thi.
Jab main chalti thi, toh wo satin ka kapda mere Nipples aur meri Nangi Yoni se ragad khata tha, jo mujhe har kadam par yaad dilata tha ki aaj raat kya hone wala hai.
Lekin… taaki Raju ko shakk na ho aur main ‘Adarsh Bahu’ lagun… maine is sexy camisole ke upar apna purana, dhila-dhaala Cotton Night-Suit (Pajama aur button wala Kurta) pehen liya.
Bahar se main ekdam simple, gharelu aurat lag rahi thi. Par andar… main ‘Barood’ thi.
Main hall mein aayi.
Suresh Babuji jab bahar se aaye the unhone kuch botle layi thi, wo kamare se bhar aye, to Unke haath mein ek Kaanch ki Bottle thi.
Usme ek Gulaabi-Laal Rang ka Gaadha Sharbat bhara tha.
Ye sheher ke us purane ‘Hakeem’ ki dukan ka mashhoor “Shahi Gulab-Kesar Sharbat” tha. Ye mushkil se milta tha, aur swaad mein amrit tha.
Bachpan se Raju ka ye favourite tha. Jab bhi Suresh ji tour se aate the, ye zaroor late the aur Raju ise paagalon ki tarah peeta tha.
Raju ne bottle dekhi. Uski aankhein chamak uthin. Uski jeebh par purana swaad aa gaya.
“Papa! Aap Sharbat laye?” Raju khushi se aage badha, purane gile-shikwe bhool kar. “Mujhe laga dukaan band ho gayi hogi. Lao, main gilaas lata hoon.”
Suresh ji ne bottle piche kar li.
Unhone Raju ko ek thandi nazar se dekha.
“Ruk ja. Ye tere liye nahi hai.”
Raju ka haath hawa mein ruk gaya. “M-Matlab? Papa, ye toh humesha…”
“Wo pehle tha,” Suresh ji ne sakhti se kaha. “Ab tu ‘Bacha’ nahi raha, aur na hi ‘Khaas’ raha.
Ye Sharbat sirf Sneha ke liye hai. Isme thandak hai, taqat hai. Bahu ka shareer garmi se tap raha tha (subah ki wajah se), use iski zaroorat hai.”
Raju ka chehra utar gaya. “Par Papa… ek gilaas…”
“Ek boond bhi nahi!” Suresh ji ne daant diya. “Bahu poori bottle piyegi. Use ‘Taru-Taaza’ rehna hai.”
Suresh ji ne khud gilaas bhara aur mujhe diya.
Maine Raju ki aankhon mein dekhte huye wo gilaas honthon se lagaya.
Gulp… Gulp…
Thanda, meetha aur khushboo-daar sharbat mere gale se neeche utra.
Raju wahi khada hokar mujhe peete huye dekh raha tha. Wo Thook nigal raha tha. Uski pyaas uske chehre par dikh rahi thi.
Maine poora gilaas khatam kiya. Fir aadha gilaas aur.
Mera pet thoda bhar gaya. Sharbat ki thandak ne mujhe andar se sukoon diya.
“Bohot tasty hai Suresh…” maine jabuzkar kaha.
Raju apmanit hokar dining table par ja baitha. Use paani se hi kaam chalana pada.
Main hall mein aayi aur dining table par baith gayi.
Table ke neeche humari paaltu billi ‘Mano’ ghoom rahi thi, kabhi idhar kabhi udhar, shayad khane ke tukde dhoond rahi thi.
Suresh Babuji pehle se baithe the, safed kurte mein.
Raju bhi baitha tha, sar jhukaye.
Shanta Maa ji rasoi se rotiyan la rahi thin.
Mera pet sharbat se full tha, isliye maine thali mein bas naam-matra ka khana liya.
Shanta Maa ji apne kamre mein thin (vrat ki wajah se), so table par hum teen hi the.
Raju ne mujhe ghoora. Use wo Sharbat na milne ka gussa tha, jo ab mere kapdon par nikal raha tha.
“Ye kya pehna hai?” Raju ne chidh kar kaha. “Khana khate waqt ye Night-Suit? Itna dhila-dhaala? Koi tameez nahi hai kya? Acha nahi lagta sabke saamne.”
Halanki ye kapde poore dhake huye the, par Raju bas bhadas nikal raha tha.
Isse pehle ki main kuch bolti, Suresh ji ne apni roti table par patak di.
Suresh ji ne niwala toda aur Raju ko ghoora.
“Chup kar Raju!” Suresh ji garje.
“Teri suii wahin atki hai? Tameez tu sikhayega?”
Suresh ji ne meri taraf dekh kar kaha:
“Bahu ne jo pehna hai sahi pehna hai. Use ‘Khula’ mehsoos karna hai. Sharbat piya hai, pet bhara hai, agar tight kapde pehnegii toh takleef hogi.
Tu apna khana kha, Bahu ke kapdon mein mat jhaank.”
Suresh ji ne ‘Jhaank’ shabd par zor diya, jaise keh rahe hon—“Jhankna hai toh andar jhaank, asli cheez wahan hai.”
Suresh ji ne meri taraf dekha aur muskura diye.
“Sahi kiya Bahu. Khana khate waqt pet aur shareer khula hona chahiye. Aur waise bhi… raat ko Aaram hi toh karna hai.”
Raju chup ho gaya. Use samajh aa gaya ki Papa kis ‘Aaram’ ki baat kar rahe hain.
Khana shuru hua.
Hum aamne-saamne baithe the.
Suresh ji mere theek saamne the.
Main khana idhar-udhar kar rahi thi (bhookh nahi thi).
Tabhi… table ke neeche halchal hui.
Maine khana shuru kiya hi tha ki mujhe table ke neeche kuch mehsoos hua.
Suresh ji ne apna Dahina Pair aage badhaya.
Unhone chappal utaar di thi.
Unka bada, garam panja meri Taang se touch hua.
Mera pajama (Night-suit wala) neeche se khula tha.
Suresh ji ne badi safayi se apna pair mere Pajame ki bottom opening ke andar daal diya.
Mera dil uchhal kar gale mein aa gaya.
Unka nanga, khurdura pair meri **Nangi Pindli ** par seedha touch ho raha tha.
Kapde ki koi rukawat nahi thi.
Slide… Rub…
Unki Aedi meri chikni waxed skin par ragad kha rahi thi.
“Mmm…” main hichki.
Mera niwala muh mein ruk gaya.
Maine aankhein utha kar Suresh ji ko dekha.
“Kya hua Bahu? Khana pasand nahi aaya?” Suresh ji ne upar se normal awaaz mein pucha.
“N-Nahi… bas pet bhara hai…” maine table ke neeche apne pair ko thoda faila diya taaki unhe jagah mile.
Wo bade aaram se daal-chawal kha rahe the, jaise kuch kar hi na rahe hon. Bas unki aankhon mein ek shaitaani chamak thi.
Unka pair upar chadha.
Ghutne tak… fir Jaangh tak.
Pajama upar uthta gaya.
Unka angutha meri Inner Thigh ki naram chamdi ko gudguda raha tha.
“Mmm…” main hichki.
“Kya hua Bahu? Mirchi lagi?” Suresh ji ne upar se pucha, jabki neeche unka pair khel raha tha.
“N-Nahi… bas… garam hai,” maine double meaning mein kaha.
Suresh ji muskuraye.
Jab wo upar pahunche… toh unhe mehsoos hua.
Wahan Panty ka elastic nahi tha.
Wahan Kaccha nahi tha.
Sirf nangi, garam aur chikni chamdi thi.
Suresh ji ki aankhon mein ek shaitaani chamak aa gayi. Wo samajh gaye.
“Bahu ne andar kuch nahi pehna hai.”
Unhone apna pair aur upar kiya.
Ab unka angutha meri Yoni ke behad kareeb tha.
Wahan ki garmi unke pair ko mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Unhone wahan halke se Dabaya.
Unka angutha meri jaangh ke andaruni hisse ko daba raha tha.
Wahan ki skin bahut sensitive thi (aaj ki waxing ke baad).
Mujhe current lag raha tha.
Maine apne pairon ko aapas mein bheenchne ki koshish ki, par unhone apna pair beech mein fasa diya.
Unka pair ab khatarnak hadd tak upar aa chuka tha.
Wo meri Yoni ke behad kareeb the.
Mujhe laga agar unhone thoda aur dhakka diya… toh wo table ke beech mein hi mujhe ‘Touch’ kar lenge.
Mujhe ek saath maza aur darr dono lag raha tha.
Mera shareer akad gaya.
Current laga mujhe!
“Aaaah!” main zor se uchhal padi. Katori aur chammach takra gaye. Clang!
Raju ne chounk kar dekha. “Kya hua?”
Sabne meri taraf dekha.
Shanta ji ghabra gayin. “Kya hua Bahu? Current laga kya?”
Raju ne table ke neeche jhankne ki koshish ki, par table cloth lamba tha.
Maine turant table ke neeche dekha aur jhootha gussa dikhaya.
“Ye Mano!”
“Maa ji, ye Mano table ke neeche ghoom rahi hai. Isne mujhe Panja maara abhi. Gudgudi kar rahi thi mere pairon mein.”
Raju ne jhuk kar table ke neeche dekha.
Wahan koi billi nahi thi.
“Billi?” Raju ne confuse hokar kaha. “Par Mano toh subah se dikhi hi nahi. Sayad bahar hai.”
Maine baat sambhali. “Hogi yahin kahin… bhaag gayi hogi.”
Suresh ji ne apni hansi chupate huye, gambhir hokar kaha:
“Hattt! Bhag yahan se!”
Unhone table ke neech pair patka, jaise billi ko bhaga rahe hon.
“Badi shaitan ho gayi hai ye billi. Raat ko aksar ‘Shikaar’ dhundhti rehti hai.”
Raju ne side mein dekha.
Billi wahan thi hi nahi.
Wo toh door fridge ke upar baithi so rahi thi.
Raju ne mujhe dekha. Mera chehra laal tha.
Fir usne Papa ko dekha. Papa bade aaram se khana kha rahe the, par unke honthon par ek kutil muskurahat thi.
Raju samajh gaya.
“Billi nahi thi… Papa ka pair tha.”
“Mere saamne… khana khate waqt… Papa meri biwi ki taango ke beech khel rahe the.”
Raju ka kaur gale mein atak gaya.
Use apni biwi ki wo ‘Uchalna’ aur wo ‘Laal Chehra’ yaad aaya.
Wo ‘Gudgudi’ Billi ki nahi, Mard ki thi.
Aur sabse badi baat… Raju ne socha—“Agar billi ka panja laga hota toh kapde ke upar se lagta… Sneha itna uchli kyu? Jaise nangi chamdi par kuch laga ho.”
Raju ka dimaag ghum gaya.
“Kya isne neeche kuch nahi pehna?”
Ye khayal aate hi Raju ka bacha-kucha ‘Ego’ bhi mar gaya.
Uski biwi… uske baap ke liye ‘Taiyar’ hokar baithi hai. Sharbat pi rahi hai, pair ragadwa rahi hai.
Raju ne apni thali sarka di.
Raju ne paani piya. Uski aankhon mein bechari thi.
“Mera pet bhar gaya,” usne rote huye swar mein kaha aur uth kar chala gaya.
Raju apne kamre mein bhaaga, apni zillat chupane.
Wo kuch bol nahi sakta tha.
Shanta ji boli, “Bahu, pair upar karke baith ja. Janwar hai, kaat legi.”
Maine Suresh ji ko dekha aur halka sa muskuraayi.
“Haan Maa ji… Janwar hi hai. Par kaat-ta nahi hai… bas Chaatta hai.”
Suresh ji ne table ke neeche mera pair wapas pakad liya aur use zor se daba diya.
Ishara saaf tha—“Taiyar rehna. Abhi pair tha… thodi der mein Jeebh hogi.”
Chapter 76: Sarakta Pajama
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom]
Kamre ka darwaza Khataak se band ho chuka tha. Andar AC ki thandak thi, par humare shareeron mein subah se dabi hui aag ab jwalamukhi banne ko taiyar thi.
Suresh Babuji bistar ke beechon-beech, takiyon ke sahare, Raja ki tarah phail kar baithe the. Unhone apni lungi ko ghutno tak upar kar rakha tha. Unki nazrein darwaze par gadi thin, jahan main khadi thi.
Main, Sneha, dhire-dheere chalti hui bistar ke paas aayi.
Maine wo Dheela Cotton Night-Suit (Poora set: Pajama aur Kurta) pehna tha. Upar se main bilkul sadharan, sanskari bahu lag rahi thi. Par meri chaal mein, mere hips ke hilne mein wo raaz chupa tha jo aaj khulne wala tha.
Deewar ke us paar… Guest Room mein.
Raju us Barik Chhed par aankh chipkaye khada tha.
Usne dekha ki Sneha bistar ke paas gayi aur Suresh ke bagal mein, bilkul sat kar baith gayi.
Raju ne socha—“Ye aaj bhi wahi purane, dhile kapde pehen kar kyu hai? Itna saj-dhaj kar kursi mangayi thi, ab ye bori pehen li?”
Suresh ji ne mujhe dekha aur mere dheele kurte ke kapde ko pakad kar masla.
“Ye kya hai Bahu? Maine kaha tha na mujhe Khula pasand hai. Ye bori (sack) kyu pehni hai?”
Main halke se muskuraayi. Maine unke haath ko pakad kar apni Naabhi ke paas rakha (kapde ke upar se).
“Suresh…” maine nakhre se kaha. “Ye bori Raju ki aankhon ke liye thi. Usse chupa kar lana tha na Khazaana.”
Suresh ji ki bhauhein tan gayin. “Khazaana? Dikha mujhe.”
Main unke kareeb khisaki.
Maine apne Cotton Pajame ke naade ko dheela kiya.
Aur dhire se… pajama ke elastic ko pakad kar thoda neeche khiska diya.
Sirf itna ki meri Naabhi aur uske neeche ka hissa dikh sake.
Kurta main thoda upar utha chuki thi.
Jaise hi pajama neeche hua… meri gori, makhmali skin nangi ho gayi.
Aur wahan… Naabhi ke theek neeche… wo taaza khuda hua Kaala Tattoo chamak utha.
Ek Taala jiske beech mein ‘S’ likha tha.
Skin abhi bhi laal aur sooji hui thi , jo use aur bhi attractive bana rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne use dekha. Unki saansein bhaari ho gayin.
“Subah se isi ‘S’ ko dhoond raha tha main…” unhone apni ungli us Taale par pheri. “Mera Naam. Mere Vansh ki Tijori.”
“Haan…” maine unki aankhon mein dekha. “Aap hi ka hai. Hamesha ke liye.”
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Raju (chhed se dekhte huye) ne apna sar deewar par maar diya.
“Mere baap ke naam ka taala… meri biwi ki choot ke theek upar? Ye S… S matlab Suresh?”
Suresh ji ne pucha, “Aur wo… wo ‘Design’ kahan hai jo tune bataya tha?”
Maine pajame ko thoda sa aur neeche khiskaya.
Ab meri Yoni ka upari hissa dikhne laga.
Suresh ji ne dekha ki wahan Panty Nahi Hai.
Nangi skin hai.
Aur wahan… mere nange, gore, chikni Pedu par…
Kaale baalon ko trim karke ek perfect Dil ka shape banaya gaya tha.
Ek chhota sa, kaala dil… jo unke liye tha.
“Ooooohhh…” Suresh ji paagal ho gaye. Unki saansein bhaari ho gayin.
“Dil? Mere liye?”
Wo jhukne hi wale the, haath badhane wale the.
Maine turant pajama wapas upar kheench liya aur dhak diya.
“Rukiye…” maine unhe tadpaya. “Abhi poora nahi.”
“Ab poora dekhiye…” maine kaha. “Ab koi parda nahi.”
Main bistar se uthi aur unke theek saamne khadi ho gayi.
Maine dhire-dheere apne Kurte ke baaki buttons khole.
Tich… Tich…
Maine collar ko side mein kheench kar apna kandha nanga kiya. Andar se wo Gehra Jamuni rang jhankne laga.
Maine ek jhatke mein apne kandhon ko hilaya aur wo Cotton Kurta neeche gira diya.
Swish…
Ab main upar se us Satin Camisole mein thi, par neeche abhi bhi wo dhila Pajama tha.
Suresh ji ki nazrein mere Deep Cleavage par atki thin, par unka haath mere pajame ke naade par gaya.
“Ise bhi hata…” unhone order diya.
Maine naada khola.
Pajama dheela ho gaya.
Maine use apne hips se neeche dhakela.
Wo mere pairon se phisalta hua zameen par gir gaya.
Maine usme se pair bahar nikaal liye.
Ab main unke saamne poori tarah se khadi thi.
Sirf aur sirf us Deep Purple Satin Camisole mein.
Wo kapda… Uff!
Wo resham mere gore shareer se paani ki tarah chipka hua tha.
Wo itna patla tha ki mere 36 size ke bhare huye Boobs ka poora aakaar aur mere Nipples ka khada hona saaf dikh raha tha.
Mera Cleavage itna gehra tha ki Suresh ji ki nazrein wahan doob gayin.
Neeche se… wo camisole meri Jaanghon ke aadhe hisse tak hi aata tha.
Uske neeche meri Nangi, Waxed Taangein… mera chikna Pedu… aur wo ‘Heart’ saaf dikh raha tha.
Maine Panty nahi pehni thi, isliye sab kuch ‘Open’ tha.
Deewar ke us paar, Raju ki aankhein phati reh gayin.
Usne Sneha ko hamesha nighty ya saree mein dekha tha.
Ye Satin Slip… ye nangi taangein… ye chamakta hua jism…
“Ye meri Sneha hai?” Raju ne socha. “Ye toh… Ye toh kisi high-society ki Rakhel lag rahi hai. Itni hot? Aur ye kapde… iske neeche kuch nahi hai?”
Raju ka lund (jo ab tak mara hua tha) is nazare ko dekhkar fadphadane laga.
Suresh ji ki nazrein mere poore shareer par ghum rahi thin.
Unhone mujhe kheench kar apne pairon ke beech khada kar liya.
Unka chehra mere pet ke level par tha.
Unhone mere camisole ko thoda sa aur upar uthaya taaki wo Taala unki aankhon ke theek saamne aa jaye.
“Yaad hai na subah kya baat hui thi?” Suresh ji ne meri nangi kamar par haath pherte huye pucha. Unki ungliyan us tattoo par thahar gayin.
Maine unke baalon mein haath daala aur unka sar apni taraf dabaya.
“Sab yaad hai Suresh…” maine fusfusaya. “Chaabi (Penetration) mana hai… par Taala toh yahin hai.”
Maine apni jaanghon ko thoda sa aur khola, taaki unhe wo ‘Dil’ saaf dikhe.
“Aur ye sookha hua hai Suresh. Ise Gila karna hai. Ise Pighlaana hai.”
Suresh ji ne apni Lungi ki taraf ishara kiya, jahan unka vishal Auzaar tambu banaye khada tha.
“Mera ‘Samaan’ toh taiyar hai… par aaj baari meri Jeebh ki hai.”
Maine unke honton par ungli pheri.
“Toh intezaar kiska hai? Shuru kijiye.
Is Taale ko, aur uske neeche chupe us Dil ko… itna chaatiye ki ye aapke naam se dhadakne lage.”
Suresh ji ne mujhe dhakka dekar bistar par lita diya.
“Aaj main is Dil ko kha jaunga…”
Raju ne dekha ki Suresh ji Sneha ke pairon ke beech jhuk rahe hain.
Chapter 77: Gulabi Gufa
Kamre mein AC ki thandak thi, par humare shareeron se jo Heat nikal rahi thi, usne maahaul ko kisi bhatti jaisa garam kar diya tha.
Suresh Babuji ne mujhe dhakka diya tha, par ab wo mujhe letne nahi de rahe the. Unhe ‘Nazara’ chahiye tha. Poora aur saaf.
Unhone mujhe kheench kar Bistar ke Kinare par bitha diya.
Main kinare par thi, mere pair zameen par latak rahe the.
Suresh ji mere saamne, zameen par apne ghutno ke bal baith gaye.
Ab mera sabse ‘Khaas Hissa’… unke chehre ke theek saamne, bilkul Eye-Level par tha.
“Khol…” Suresh ji ne bhaari awaaz mein hukm diya. “Apni in gori taango ko faila de. Mujhe mere ‘Ghar’ ka darwaza dekhna hai.”
Maine darrte-darrte, par andar se machalte huye, apni dono taangein Chaudi kar di.
Mera Purple Satin Camisole upar chadh gaya.
Mere gore, bhare huye thighs unke saamne khul gaye.
Aur beech mein… wo nazara tha jiske liye Suresh ji tadap rahe the.
Pichli baar (Syringe wale din) unhone bas jhalak dekhi thi. Tab wahan Ghaas-Phoos thi, sab kuch dhundhla tha.
Par aaj?
Aaj wahan Roshni thi aur Safayi thi.
Suresh ji ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. Unka muh thoda khul gaya.
Unhone dekha ki meri Yoni ka wo ubhra hua hissa (Mons Pubis)… kitna Chikna aur Gora hai.
Parlour wali ne jo Bleach kiya tha, uski wajah se wahan ki kaali chamdi ab Gulabi ho gayi thi.
Aur us gulabi zameen ke theek beechon-beech…
Kaale, chhote, trim kiye huye baalon ka ek perfect Dil bana hua tha.
Ek chhota sa ‘Black Heart’ jo mere gore maas par chamak raha tha.
Suresh ji ne kaanpte haathon se us ‘Dil’ ko chua.
“Hey Bhagwan…” unki awaaz mein hawas se zyada bhavukta thi. “Ye… Ye tune kya kiya Sneha?”
Unhone apni ungli us dil ke shape par pheri.
“Tune wahan… jahan se duniya shuru hoti hai… wahan mere liye Dil banaya hai?”
“Haan Suresh…” maine upar se unke baalon mein haath daalte huye kaha. “Ye Dil sirf aapke liye dhadakta hai. Sirf aapke liye.”
Suresh ji ne aage badh kar us kaale dil par ek Gehra Kiss kiya.
Unki moochhein wahan gadin.
“Kasam se Bahu… aaj tak aisi khoobsurati nahi dekhi. Raju jaisa andha aadmi is heere ki qadar kya karega? Ise toh Pooja jaana chahiye.”
Suresh ji abhi us dil mein khoye hi the ki unki nazar thoda side mein gayi.
Maine apni taangein aur chaudi kar di thin, taaki wo Inner Thigh wala hissa dikh sake.
Wahan… meri gori, naram jaangh ke sabse upari hisse mein…
Wo taaza khuda hua Tattoo tha.
Skin abhi bhi laal thi, sooji hui thi.
Kale aksharon mein saaf likha tha:
Property of Suresh
Suresh ji ne use padha. Ek baar… do baar.
Unhe apni aankhon par yakeen nahi hua.
“Property… of… Suresh…” unhone dheere se padha.
Wo hil gaye. Unhone turant upar meri aankhon mein dekha.
“Sneha… ye tune…?”
“Padhiye na…” maine nakhre se kaha. “Kya likha hai? Kiska maal hai ye?”
Suresh ji ne wapas neeche dekha. Unhone us tattoo par apni jeebh pheri.
Lick…
“Mera…” wo gurraye. “Ye Mera hai. Tune apne jism par mera naam likhwa liya? Hamesha ke liye?”
Unka seena garv se phool kar 56 inch ka ho gaya. Ek mard ke liye isse badi jeet kya hogi ki ek jawan aurat apne gupt angon par uska naam likhwa le.
“Haan… main property hoon. Aur aap Maalik.”
Suresh ji ne us tattoo ko Choosa.
“Aaj main is mohar ko pakaunga. Apni garmi se.”
Wo aur kareeb gaye.
Ab unka naak meri Katori (Vulva) ke bilkul paas tha.
Maine sham ko wo Shahi Gulab Sharbat piya tha.
Us sharbat ki khushboo, mere body ki natural ‘Musk’, aur aaj ki waxing ke baad ki wo ‘Raw’ smell…
Ye sab milkar ek aisa Nasha bana rahe the jo kisi bhi sharaab se tez tha.
Suresh ji ne aankhein band ki aur ek lambi, gehari saans li.
Snifffff…
Unhone meri ‘Slit’ ke paas naak ragadi.
“Aaaahhh…” wo madhosh ho gaye. “Bahu… tere andar se toh Gulab aur Kesar ki mehak aa rahi hai. Wo sharbat… wo sharbat tere pasine mein ghul gaya hai.”
“Aap hi ke liye piya tha…” maine apni kamar ko aage dhakela, unke chehre ki taraf. “Soonghiye… Pura soongh lijiye.”
Suresh ji ne kaha, “Is mehak ne mujhe paagal kar diya hai. Aisa lag raha hai kisi Meethe Kuye ke paas khada hoon.”
Deewar ke us paar… Raju us chhed par aankh lagaye pathar ban chuka tha.
Usne aaj tak Sneha ko wahan se Clean Shaven ya Waxed nahi dekha tha. Jab wo karta tha, wahan hamesha baal hote the.
Aaj usne dekha—ekdam Chikna, Gulabi aur Saaf.
Aur wo Dil…
Aur wo Tattoo… “Property of Suresh”?
Raju ke kaanon se dhuan nikalne laga.
“Meri biwi… apni choot par mere baap ka naam likhwa kar aayi hai?”
“Isne mere liye kabhi wax nahi karaya… aur Papa ke liye Dil banaya hai?”
Raju ne dekha ki Suresh ji apna chehra Sneha ki taango ke beech ghusa rahe hain aur zor-zor se saans le rahe hain.
Raju ko apni naak mein bhi wo imaginary khushboo aayi, aur uska dam ghutne laga.
Wo jal-bhun kar raakh ho gaya. Uski aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par uska lund… wo dardnaak tarike se khada ho raha tha.
Ye nazara uske liye Maut bhi tha aur Zindagi bhi.
Andar… Suresh ji ne ab saans lena band kiya.
Unhone apni Jeebh bahar nikali.
“Bahut soongh liya… ab mujhe ye Sharbat peena hai.”
Wo aage badhe.
Ab wo Pighlaane wala kaam shuru hone wala tha.
Chapter 78: Mungfali ka Sach
Kamre mein Suresh Babuji zameen par ghutno ke bal baithe the, aur main bistar ke kinare par, apni taangein chaudi karke, unke chehre ke saamne khuli hui thi.
Mera “Dil” aur wo “Taala” unki nazron ki garmi se tap rahe the.
Suresh ji ne meri gori jaanghon ko apne mazboot haathon se pakad kar aur faila diya.
“Ruk… pehle mujhe check karne de ki ye ‘Taala’ kitna jung khaya hua hai,” unhone serious hokar kaha. “Kahin andar se sookh toh nahi gaya?”
Unhone apne dahine haath ki sabse badi, moti Ungli ko meri Yoni ke dwar par rakha.
Wahan halka sa gilaas tha (sharbat aur excitement ki wajah se).
Suresh ji ne dhire se apni ungli andar dhakelne ki koshish ki.
Push…
Ungli thodi si andar gayi… aur fir Atak gayi.
Rasta itna tight tha ki unki moti ungli bhi mushkil se andar ja rahi thi. Meri maanspeshiyan unki ungli ko kass ke jakad rahi thin.
“Sssss…” main halka sa siskari. “Tight hai Suresh…”
Suresh ji ruk gaye. Unhone ungli ko hilane ki koshish ki, par jagah bahut kam thi.
Unhone hairani se upar meri aankhon mein dekha.
“Ye kya hai Bahu?” unhone chounk kar pucha. “Tu toh… Tu toh bilkul Band padi hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise aaj tak kisi ne is raste ko khola hi nahi.”
Unhone ek kadwi hansi hansi aur Raju ke liye wo baat kahi jo deewar ke us paar khade Raju ko cheer gayi.
“Paanch saal…” Suresh ji ne sar hilaya. “Paanch saal us Raju ne tere saath kya kiya? Uska auzaar kya Mungfal barabar tha kya? Jo rasta ab tak itna sankara hai?”
Maine sharam aur gusse ke mix bhaav se kaha:
“Haan Suresh… Unse kabhi poora andar gaya hi nahi. Wo bas upar-upar se karke thande pad jate the. Mujhe kabhi mehsoos hi nahi hua ki main ‘Aurat’ hoon. Main aaj bhi… aaj bhi Kuwari jaisi hi hoon.”
Suresh ji ne apni ungli bahar nikali.
“Tabhi…” unhone apni moochhon par haath phera. “Tabhi Doctor ne mana kiya hai.
Agar main apni Chaabi jo Raju ki mungfali se char guna moti hai—abhi is tang raste mein daal dunga, toh tu phat jayegi Sneha. Khoon nikal aayega.”
Unhone meri ‘Katori’ ko dhyan se dekha.
“Ise Dheela karna padega. Ise Chaat-Chaat kar itna soft aur lachila banana padega ki ye mere size ko le sake.”
Unhone apni Jeebh bahar nikali.
Unki jeebh choudi, moti aur laal thi.
“Aaj raat… main is ‘Gufa’ ki khudayi apni Jeebh se karunga.”
Suresh ji ne shuruaat ki.
Unhone apna chehra aage badhaya.
Sabse pehle unhone meri Inner Thigh par, jahan wo “Property of Suresh” ka taaza tattoo tha, wahan apni gili jeebh rakhi.
Slurp…
“Aahhh…” main machal gayi.
Wahan ki skin abhi bhi sensitive thi (tattoo ki wajah se). Unki gili, khurduri jeebh ne jab us zakhmi hisse ko chaata, toh mujhe dard aur thandak dono mili.
Wo apne hi naam ko chaat rahe the.
“Mera hai…” wo har chaat ke saath gurra rahe the. “Ye chamdi meri hai.”
Fir wo thoda aur beech mein aaye.
Ab unka muh mere Pedu par bane us ‘Dil’ ke paas tha.
Wahan kaale, chhote baal the.
Suresh ji ne apni jeebh se un baalon ko Ulti Disha mein chaata.
Khurdure baal unki jeebh par lage.
“Namkeen…” unhone swaad liya.
“Is Dil ko bhi gila karna padega.”
Unhone us heart-shape par baar-baar apni jeebh mari, use poora thook se bhigo diya.
Aur fir… wo manzil par pahunche.
Unhone apne dono haathon se meri ‘Lips’ ko pakad kar Khol diya.
Andar ka gulabi, gila maas unke saamne tha.
Aur sabse upar… meri ‘Kali’ (Clitoris)… jo us ‘Sharbat’ (Aphrodisiac drink) ki wajah se Soojh kar Moti aur behad sensitive ho gayi thi. Wo fadphada rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne dekha.
“Ye hai wo button…” unhone fusfusaya. “Jise dabane se tu pighlegi.”
Bina kisi warning ke, unhone apni Choudi Jeebh ka Tip seedha meri us tanaav-grast Kali par laga diya.
Lick… Flick…
"SURESHHHH!"
Main bistar par uchhal padi.
Current! 440 Volt ka current laga mujhe.
Wo sharbat apna kaam kar raha tha. Meri nerves itni sensitive thin ki unki jeebh ka ek sparsh bhi mujhe paagal karne ke liye kaafi tha.
Suresh ji ne mujhe kamar se pakad liya taaki main bhaag na sakun.
“Bhaag mat… abhi toh shuru kiya hai.”
Unhone apni jeebh ko tezi se chalana shuru kiya.
Lap-Lap-Lap-Lap…
Wo meri Kali ko Thapad maar rahe the apni jeebh se.
Kabhi gol ghumate, kabhi upar-neeche karte.
“Aaaahhh… Mmmhh… Maar dala… Ufff…”
Main hawa mein pair chala rahi thi. Maine unke baalon ko mutthi mein pakad kar kheench liya.
Mera shareer aag ki tarah tap raha tha.
Unka muh mere pairon ke beech chipka hua tha, aur wo mere andar ke Ras ko kheench rahe the.
Deewar ke us paar… Raju chhed par aankh lagaye, zameen par ghutno ke bal baitha tha.
Uska shareer kaanp raha tha.
Usne dekha ki uski biwi kaise tadap rahi hai—par ye dard nahi, ye Charam Sukh tha.
Usne dekha ki uska Baap… uski biwi ki taango ke beech apna chehra gadaye huye hai, jaise koi janwar paani pee raha ho.
Raju ko apni Mungfali yaad aaya.
Usne yaad kiya ki kaise wo hamesha jaldi mein rehta tha, kabhi Sneha ko khush nahi kar paya. Kabhi usne Sneha ki wo ‘Cheekh’ nahi suni jo aaj sun raha tha.
Raju ne apni pant mein haath daala.
Uska lund khada tha… par uski aatma mar chuki thi.
Wo rote huye… apni biwi ko chusta dekh kar… dheere-dheere hilane laga.
Ye uski zindagi ka sabse bada Apmaan tha, aur sabse bada Nasha bhi.
Andar… Suresh ji ne ab apni jeebh ko meri Gufa ke andar daalne ki koshish ki.
“Khul ja…” wo mere andar bol rahe the. “Khul ja Sim-Sim…”
Mera shareer pighal raha tha. Taala… ab waakai mein Pighal raha tha.
Chapter 79: G-Spot ka Khazaana
Kamre mein ab sirf gili awaazein gunj rahi thin. Slurp… Slop… Chup-Chup…
Suresh Babuji ka chehra meri taango ke beech poori tarah dhasa hua tha. Unhone meri ‘Kali’ (Clitoris) ko chaat-chaat kar itna suja diya tha ki wo ab ek chote angur jitni badi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Lekin asli khel toh ab shuru hone wala tha.
Suresh ji ne mehsus kiya ki bahar ka rasta ab kaafi gila ho chuka hai.
Unhone apne dono haathon se mere hips ko jakad liya taaki main hil na sakun.
Unhone apni Choudi, Moti Jeebh ko nukila kiya.
Aur bina kisi warning ke… unhone use meri Yoni ke Chhed mein dhakel diya.
Squishhh…
“Aaaahhhh!” main buri tarah chounk gayi.
Raju ka auzaar patla tha, wo kabhi mujhe ‘Bhara’ hua mehsoos nahi karata tha.
Par Suresh ji ki jeebh?
Wo maas ka ek Taqatwar Tukda thi.
Unhone use andar daala—gehraayi tak. Unki jeebh mere andar rengte huye rasta bana rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne andar jakar apni jeebh ko Upar ki Taraf moda.
Unki jeebh ka tip mere andar ki upari deewar par ek khurdure hisse se takraya.
Wo G-Spot tha.
Wo jagah jise Raju 5 saal mein dhoondhna toh door, jiske baare mein wo janta bhi nahi tha.
Suresh ji ne wahan apni jeebh se Dabav diya aur use Kureda.
Dig… Dig…
"Maaaaa! Sureshhhh!"
Mere muh se ek aisi cheekh nikli jo dard aur pleasure ka mix thi.
Mere poore badan mein current daud gaya. Meri reedh ki haddi akad gayi.
“Ye… Ye kya hai? Wahan mat chuuuyie… main mar jaungi!”
Mujhe laga mere andar bijli gir gayi hai.
Suresh ji samajh gaye ki unhe ‘Khazaana’ mil gaya hai.
Unhone apni jeebh ki speed badha di.
Wo andar ‘Aao-Aao’ kar rahe the.
Unki jeebh mere G-Spot ko lagatar thok rahi thi.
Fuch-Fuch-Fuch-Fuch…
Wo Shahi Sharbat jo maine piya tha, ab apna asar dikha raha tha.
Mera khoon ubal raha tha.
Meri yoni ki deewarein soojh kar moti ho gayi thin aur Suresh ji ki jeebh ko kasne lagi thin.
Mujhe lag raha tha ki mere pet ke nichle hisse mein ek Gubaara phool raha hai… jo phatne wala hai.
Main bardasht nahi kar pa rahi thi.
Maine neeche haath badhaya aur Suresh ji ke Takle Sar ko pakad liya.
Mere naakhun unki khopdi par gadh gaye.
Maine unka sar apni taango ke beech aur zor se daba diya.
“Aur andar… Phaad dijiye mujhe… Aahhh…”
Suresh ji ne ek haath se meri ‘Kali’ ko masla aur dusre se meri kamar jakdi, aur jeebh se andar Thokar maari.
Achanak… Mere andar ka baandh toot gaya.
Mujhe laga jaise main peshab karne wali hoon, par wo peshab nahi tha.
Wo ek Pressure tha jo rokne se ruk nahi raha tha.
"Sureshhhhhh! Main gayi… Hatna mat!"
Splaaaashhh!
Mere andar se, meri yoni ke ‘Urethra’ ke paas se, ek Tez Dhaar chhooti.
Ye koi boond-boond tapakne wala paani nahi tha.
Ye ek Jet Spray tha.
Paani ka ek mota fawwara mere andar se nikla aur Teen Foot Upar hawa mein uchla.
Ye bilkul saaf paani tha—jisme wahi Gulab aur Kesar ki mehak thi jo us sharbat mein thi.
Meri body ne us sharbat ko ‘Amrit’ mein badal diya tha.
Wo paani hawa mein uchla aur wapas neeche gira—seedha Suresh ji ke Chehre par.
Unhone apna muh nahi hataya.
Unhone apna muh khula rakha.
Wo poora fawwara unke chehre, unki naak, unki aankhon aur unke khule muh mein gir raha tha.
Fawware ke turant baad… jab pressure kam hua…
Toh mere andar se, jahan Suresh ji ki jeebh abhi bhi andar thi, wahan se ek Gaadha, Safed aur Chipchipa Drav (White Fluid) nikalne laga.
Ye wo ‘Female Ejaculate’ tha—hormonal aur heavy.
Suresh ji ne use mehsoos kiya.
Unhone apni jeebh se us gaadhe drav ko Lapet liya.
Slurp… Gulp…
Wo use pee gaye.
Unhone ek boond bhi bistar par girne nahi di.
Wo mere andar ke us ‘Ras’ ko, us ‘Malai’ ko aise chatkar rahe the jaise koi bhookha sher shikaar ka khoon peeta hai.
“Mmmhh… Gatak…”
Unke gale se awaazein aa rahi thin.
Main bistar par dher ho chuki thi. Mera shareer jhatke kha raha tha.
Meri taangein kaanp rahi thin.
Maine aaj tak aisa Orgasm mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Raju ke saath toh sookha-sookha rehta tha.
“Ye… Ye kya tha?” main haanfte huye badbadayi. “Itna paani?”
Deewar ke us paar… Raju ki aankhein phat kar bahar aane ko thin.
Usne chhed se dekha tha.
Usne dekha ki Sneha ki taango ke beech se paani ka Fawwara nikla.
Wo hairaan tha.
“Ye kya hai? Auratein bhi… pichkari maarti hain?” Raju ne socha.
“Maine toh socha tha sirf mard nikaalte hain. Sneha ke andar itna paani kahan se aaya?”
“Isne mere saath kabhi aisa nahi kiya. Kabhi ek boond nahi nikli iski. Aur Papa ne… Papa ne chat-chaat kar isme se nadi baha di?”
Raju ko apni ‘Biology’ ki knowledge par shakk hone laga.
Aur sabse badi baat… usne dekha ki uska Baap us ‘Gande Paani’ ko pee raha hai.
“Chee… Papa wo sab pee gaye? Peshab jaisa lag raha tha…”
Raju ko ghinn aayi, par uski jalan usse zyada badi thi.
“Wo uske har katra-katra ko pee rahe hain… aur main yahan pyasa mar raha hoon.”
Andar, Suresh ji ne aakhirkar apna muh hataya.
Wo piche hate aur seedhe baithe.
Unka chehra dekhne layak tha.
Unki dadhi, unki moochhein, unka naak aur maatha… sab kuch mere Paani aur Safed Drav se bheega hua tha.
Unka chehra chamak raha tha.
Wo haanf rahe the, par unki aankhon mein ek Vijayi Sher ki chamak thi jisne abhi-abhi apna shikaar kiya ho.
Unhone apni jeebh se apne honthon par laga hua mera ras chaata.
Lick…
“Waah…” unhone bhaari awaaz mein kaha. “Kya swaad hai Bahu.
Raju kehta tha tu ‘Sookhi’ hai.
Par aaj maine dekh liya… tu toh Samandar hai. Bas khodne wala chahiye tha.”
Unhone apna bheega hua chehra mere kareeb laya.
“Dekh… tera ye paani mere chehre par Noor ban kar chamak raha hai.
Ye hai Asli Maalik ka haq.
Tune upar fawwara maara… aur maine neeche sab rok liya.”
Maine kaanpte haathon se unka chehra chua. Mera paani unke gaalon par laga tha.
“Mujhe pata nahi tha Suresh…” maine sharam aur garv se kaha. “Mujhe pata nahi tha main aisa kar sakti hoon. Ye… Ye Squirt…”
“Tujhe pata nahi tha kyunki kisi ne tujhe ‘Jagaya’ hi nahi tha,” Suresh ji ne kaha. “Ab tu jaag gayi hai.”
Unhone mujhe apni baahon mein kheench liya.
Main unke geele chehre aur paseene wale seene se lipat gayi.
Mera shareer halka ho chuka tha. Taala pighal chuka tha.
Chapter 80: Farsh par bikhra Ras
Kamre mein abhi bhi wahi gili, nashiili hawa thi.
Maine aur Suresh Babuji ne abhi-abhi wo toofan shaant kiya tha.
Main bistar par leti thi, haanf rahi thi. Mera poora shareer dheela pad chuka tha, jaise hawa mein tair raha ho.
Lekin jab maine neeche dekha… toh farsh par nazara kuch aur hi tha.
Mere us Teen Foot ke Fawware ne bistar ke kinare aur neeche farsh par ek bada sa Gila Dhabba (Puddle) bana diya tha.
Wo saaf paani jaisa tha, par usme mere shareer ki garmi, wo Sharbat ki mehak, aur Suresh ji ki Laar mili hui thi.
Wo ek bada sa, chipchipa taalab ban gaya tha.
“Suresh…” maine naak sikodte huye kaha. “Ye… Ye toh bahut gila ho gaya. Pair phisal jayega. Ise saaf karna padega.”
Suresh ji abhi bhi mere bagal mein lete the, unka chehra mere paani se bheega hua tha.
“Haan… Shanta ko bulaun kya?” unhone pucha.
Maine turant mana kar diya.
“Nahi! Maa ji so rahi hongi. Aur unhe ye ‘Mehak’ aayi toh wo kya sochengi ki hum kya kar rahe the? Unhe lagna chahiye ki hum bas so rahe hain.”
Mere dimaag mein ek shaitaani khayal aaya. Mujhe Raju yaad aaya—wo aadmi jisne mere bache ko maara tha, jo ab bagal wale kamre mein araam se soya hoga.
Mujhe use Zaleel karne ka mann kiya.
“Suresh…” maine unke kaan mein fusfusaya. “Kyu na Raju se saaf karwayein?”
Suresh ji hase. “Raju se? Wo karega?”
“Karna padega,” maine ek kutil muskurahat di. “Wo humare bache ka kaatil hai Suresh. Aaj use humari khushi ki ‘gandagi’ saaf karne dijiye. Use apni aukat pata chalni chahiye ki wo is ghar mein bas ek Naukar hai.”
Suresh ji ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
“Badi khatarnak hoti ja rahi hai tu Bahu… Par idea zabardast hai. Us ‘Namard’ ke haath isi layak hain.”
Suresh ji uthe. Unhone apni lungi theek ki (jo abhi bhi gili thi).
Wo seedha Guest Room ki taraf gaye.
Dhadam!
Unhone Guest Room ka darwaza laat maar kar khola.
Andar Raju zameen par pada tha—andhere mein, rota hua. Wo abhi-abhi chhed se hat kar neeche gira tha.
Suresh ji ko dekhte hi wo hadbada kar uth baitha, aansu ponchte huye.
“P-Papa?”
Suresh ji ne use ghoora.
“Uth saale! So raha hai ya mar gaya?”
“J-Jaag raha hoon…” Raju haklaya.
“Chal mere kamre mein,” Suresh ji ne hukm diya. “Bahu ki tabiyat theek nahi hai. Use Ulti jaisa lag raha tha, ghabrahat ho rahi thi. Maine jaldi mein paani pilaya toh jug haath se chhoot gaya.
Poora paani farsh par fail gaya hai.”
Suresh ji ne thoda ruk kar kaha:
“Bahu gir sakti hai. Chal, Pocha laga.”
Raju ka dimaag ghum gaya.
“Paani? Jug gira?”
Raju ne toh abhi apni aankhon se dekha tha ki wo ‘Paani’ kahan se nikla tha. Wo jug se nahi, Sneha ki Yoni se fawware ki tarah nikla tha.
Raju ko ghinn aayi, par darr bhi laga.
“M-Maa ko bula deta hoon…” Raju ne bachne ki koshish ki.
“Chup!” Suresh ji ne use thappad dikhaya. “Maa so rahi hai. Itni si baat ke liye use jagayega?
Tu naukar hai na? Chal chupchap. Aur khabardaar agar Bahu ko disturb kiya toh. Wo so rahi hai.”
Raju beman se, darrte huye Suresh ji ke piche-piche bedroom mein aaya.
Jaise hi wo kamre mein ghusa…
Use wo Mehak aayi.
Wo paani ki gandh nahi thi.
Wo Kacchi, Namkeen, Gulab aur Sex ki mili-juli, bhaari gandh thi—wahi gandh jo use chhed se soonghne ko nahi mili thi, aaj wo uske naak mein bhar gayi.
Kamre ki hawa mein itni ‘Heat’ thi ki Raju ka dam ghutne laga.
Usne dekha—Sneha bistar par, kambal odhe leti thi. Uska chehra daka hua tha (taaki wo hansi chupa sake), par uski khuli hui baal takiye par bikhre the.
Sneha ko laga Raju ko bas paani dikh raha hai.
Par Raju… Raju janta tha ki ye kya hai.
Farsh par… Bistar ke theek neeche…
Wo Bada sa Gila Dhabba tha.
Wo halka Safed aur Chipchipa liquid tha.
Raju ko turant wo scene yaad aa gaya jab Sneha ne Squirt kiya tha.
“Ye… Ye wahi hai…” Raju ne man hi man ulti ki. “Meri biwi ka ras… aur Papa ka thook…”
Raju idhar-udhar dekhne laga.
“Papa… kapda kahan hai? Main rasoi se le aata hoon…”
“Wahi ruk!” Suresh ji ne darwaza band karke kundi laga di thi.
“Bahar jayega toh khat-pat hogi. Bahu ki neend khulegi.”
Suresh ji ne Raju ko upar se neeche tak dekha.
Raju ne ek purani Sando Baniyan aur pajama pehen rakha tha.
“Tu ye Baniyan utaar,” Suresh ji ne thande dimaag se kaha.
“Kya?” Raju ne apni chhati par haath rakha.
“Haan!” Suresh ji ne aankhein dikhayi. “Tera ye maila baniyan waise bhi dhulne wala hai. Isi se pocha laga de. Kapda dhoondhne ka time nahi hai.”
Ye apmaan ki hadd thi.
Apne hi kapde se… apni biwi ke sex ke nishaan saaf karna?
Par Raju ke paas na bolne ki taqat nahi thi. Papa ka gussa wo janta tha.
Raju ne kaanpte haathon se apni baniyan utaari.
Ab wo upar se nanga tha. Uska patla, kamzor shareer Suresh ji ke bhaari shareer ke saamne kisi bache jaisa lag raha tha.
“Jhuk,” Suresh ji ne ishara kiya. “Aur acche se saaf kar. Ek boond nahi rehni chahiye. Soongh kar dekh lena ki saaf hua ya nahi.”
Raju ghutno ke bal baitha.
Wo us gile dhabbe ke paas jhuka.
Gandh aur tez ho gayi. Gulab aur Sharbat ki wo mehak use paagal kar rahi thi.
Usne apni baniyan us gile farsh par rakhi.
Slosh…
Baniyan ne us liquid ko sookh liya.
Raju ko apne haathon mein wo Gilaas aur Garmi mehsoos hui.
Ye uski biwi ke andar ka paani tha… jo aaj uske haathon mein lag raha tha.
Raju ragad-ragad kar saaf karne laga.
Uski aankhon se aansu tapak kar us gile farsh par gir rahe the.
Use laga wo apni izzat ka janaza nikaal raha hai.
Bistar par leti Sneha ne kambal ka kona thoda sa uthaya.
Usne ek aankh se neeche jhanka.
Use laga Raju bas ek ‘Ganda Farsh’ saaf kar raha hai.
Usne dekha ki uska pati… Raju… nanga hokar, ghutno ke bal baith kar, uske aur Suresh ke ‘Karnamo’ ko saaf kar raha hai.
Suresh ji uske sar par khade hokar muskura rahe hain.
Sneha ko Raju ke liye koi daya nahi aayi.
Use Maza aaya.
“Saaf kar Raju…” Sneha ne man hi man kaha. “Tune mere bache ko mitti mein milaya tha… aaj main tujhe apni ‘Gandagi’ saaf karwa rahi hoon. Yahi teri saza hai.”
Use khabar bhi nahi thi ki Raju har ek ragad ke saath kitna toot raha hai kyunki wo janta hai ki ye ‘Paani’ kahan se aaya hai.
Raju ne poora farsh saaf kar diya.
Uski baniyan ab poori tarah se us chipchipe drav se bheegi hui aur bhaari ho gayi thi.
Usne use uthaya. Usme se tapak raha tha.
“Ho gaya Papa…” Raju ne rone jaisi awaaz mein kaha.
“Shabash,” Suresh ji ne kaha. “Ab ja. Ise le ja aur apne kamre mein rakhna. Dhona mat abhi, subah dhulwana. Ab nikal.”
Raju, apni gili, badbudaar baniyan ko haath mein latkaye, sar jhuka kar kamre se nikal gaya.
Jaise hi wo bahar nikla… Suresh ji ne kundi lagayi.
Sneha kambal phenk kar uth baithi.
Wo aur Suresh ji… dono ek-doosre ko dekh kar Zor se Hase.
Ek shaitaani, vijayi hansi.
“Dekha?” Sneha ne kaha. “Kaisa bhigi billi bana ghoom raha tha. Use lag raha tha paani gira hai… use kya pata humne kya ‘Giraaya’ hai.”
Suresh ji hase (wo jante the ki Raju ko shak ho sakta hai, par Sneha ki khushi ke liye chup rahe).
“Haan… bechara. Aaj use pata chala hoga ki ‘Sharbat’ ka asli swaad kya hota hai.”
Unhone Sneha ko wapas apni baahon mein kheench liya.
“Farsh saaf ho gaya Bahu… par mera mann abhi bhi Ganda hai.
Aa… thoda aur maila karte hain.”
Aur us raat… us band kamre mein… Raju ki zillat ke baad, unka romance aur bhi gehra aur jungli ho gaya.
Chapter 81: Gili Baniyan ka Bojh
[This chpater will focus on rajus pov]
Khataak.
Mere piche darwaza band hua aur kundi lag gayi.
Wo awaaz mere kaanon mein kisi bandook ki goli ki tarah lagi.
Main corridor ke andhere mein khada tha. Mere haath mein meri apni Safed Sando Baniyan thi, jo ab safed nahi rahi thi. Wo bhaari thi, gili thi, aur usme se tapak raha tha.
Maine apni mutthi bheech li.
Gilaas… Chipchipahat…
Ye paani nahi tha. Main janta tha.
Meri ungliyan us drav mein sani hui thin jo abhi kuch der pehle meri biwi ke shareer ke andar tha… aur mere baap ke shareer se nikla tha.
Main wahan se bhaaga nahi. Mere pairon mein jaan hi nahi bachi thi. Main ladkhadata hua apne Guest Room mein ghusa aur darwaze se tek laga kar khada ho gaya.
Kamre mein aate hi maine sabse pehle us baniyan ko apni naak ke paas laya.
Kyu? Pata nahi. Shayad khud ko aur zaleel karne ke liye. Shayad ye confirm karne ke liye ki main paagal nahi hoon.
Sniff…
“Uggghhh…”
Mera pura shareer kaanp utha.
Wo gandh…
Wo Gulab ke Sharbat ki meethi khushboo… jo ab Kacchi Havas ki teekhi baas ke saath mil gayi thi.
Usme Sneha ki wo natural ‘Musk’ thi, aur Papa ke Thook aur Virya ki wo characteristic smell thi.
Maine aankhein band kar li.
Mere dimaag ne cheekh kar kaha—“Ye ulti nahi hai Raju! Ye paani nahi hai! Ye teri biwi ka Ras hai. Wo ras jo tune 5 saal mein kabhi nahi nikaal paya. Aur aaj Papa ne… Papa ne apni jeebh se khod-khod kar nadiyaan baha di.”
Mujhe yaad aaya wo chhed se dekha hua nazara.
Wo teen foot uncha fawwara.
“Auratein itna paani chhodti hain?” main hairan tha. “Sneha toh mere saath hamesha sookhi rehti thi. Kehti thi dard hota hai. Aur aaj? Aaj wo Papa ke muh par… unke chehre par… aise beh rahi thi jaise baadh aa gayi ho.”
Maine us baniyan ko zameen par patak diya.
Par mere haath abhi bhi gile the.
Maine apne haathon ko dekha.
Inhi haathon se maine us farsh ko ragada tha.
Papa khade the… nange… towel mein… unke chehre par wo vijayi muskurahat thi.
Aur main? Main unke pairon mein ghutno ke bal baitha tha.
“Main Pati hoon ya Bhangi?” maine khud se pucha.
“Unhone maze kiye… bistar ganda kiya… aur saaf karne kisko bulaya? Mujhe.”
Mujhe Sneha ka chehra yaad aaya.
Wo kambal ke neeche chupi hui thi.
Mujhe laga tha wo so rahi hai ya bimar hai. Par ab dimaag ki batti jali.
“Wo so nahi rahi thi… Wo dekh rahi thi. Wo mujhe dekh kar Hans rahi thi. Use maza aa raha tha ki uska ‘Namard’ pati uski ‘Gandagi’ saaf kar raha hai.”
Ye khayal mujhe cheer gaya. Sneha… meri Sneha… ab mujhse nafrat nahi karti, wo mujhe Keeda samajhti hai.
Maine bathroom mein jakar haath dhone ki koshish ki.
Maine sabun ragada. Ek baar… do baar.
Par wo chipchipa-pan… wo mehak… wo ja hi nahi rahi thi.
Aisa lag raha tha ki wo drav meri chamdi ke andar ghus gaya hai.
Maine aaine mein apna chehra dekha.
Ek haara hua, toota hua aadmi.
Meri aankhein laal thin.
“Tune hi kiya ye Raju,” meri parchhai ne mujhse kaha. “Tune hi wo zehrila laddoo khilaya tha. Tune socha tha wo tere paas aayegi. Par dekh… wo kahan gayi. Tune use hamesha ke liye Papa ki god mein dhakel diya.”
Mera plan backfire ho gaya tha.
Mera bacha mara… aur badle mein mujhe kya mila?
Ye gili baniyan. Aur ye zillat.
Main wapas kamre mein aaya.
Meri nazar us Baniyan par gayi jo farsh par padi thi.
Mujhe ghinn aani chahiye thi. Mujhe use jala dena chahiye tha.
Lekin…
Mera shareer ek ajeeb si disha mein ja raha tha.
Mera lund… jo poora din mara hua tha… wo ab is zillat ko mehsoos karke Khada ho raha tha.
Ye ‘Normal Sex’ se nahi khada hota tha. Ye Dard se khada hota tha.
Maine darrte-darrte wo baniyan wapas uthayi.
Wo abhi bhi gili thi. Thandi ho gayi thi.
Maine use apne chehre par, apni naak par zor se dabaya.
Maine us ‘Gande Paani’ ko soongha.
“Meri biwi ka paani…” maine sisakte huye kaha. “Bhale hi Papa ne nikala ho… par hai toh Sneha ka.”
Main wahin zameen par let gaya, us gandi baniyan ko gale lagakar.
Deewar ke us paar se abhi bhi halki-halki awaazein aa rahi thin—shayad ab wo so rahe the, ya shayad…
Mujhe nahi pata tha.
Maine apni pant mein haath daala aur apne dardnaak erection ko masalne laga.
Aansu beh rahe the, aur haath chal raha tha.
“Main yahi hoon ab…” maine sweekar kar liya. “Main Maalik nahi… Main Bas ek Gwah hoon. Aur ek Safayi-karmi.”
Aaj raat Raju mar gaya tha.
Aur uski jagah ek Cuckold paida ho gaya tha, jo apni hi biwi ki ‘Gandagi’ mein sukoon dhoondh raha tha.
Chapter 75: Neeche ki Shararat
[Location: Dining Room, Raat 9:00 PM]
Ghar mein raat ke khane ki taiyari ho chuki thi. Hawa mein daal-tadke ki khushboo thi, par mere kamre mein jo ‘Taiyari’ hui thi, uski khushboo alag hi thi.
Main apne kamre mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi.
Maine wo heavy Saree utaar di thi.
Aaj raat ka plan ‘Bada’ tha , isliye mujhe tayar hona tha. Par Rachana ne kaha tha—“Surprise dheere-dheere khulna chahiye.” Raat ke us ‘Special Session’ ke liye mujhe kuch aisa pehenna tha jo Aaramdayak ho, par Kholne mein aasaan ho.
Maine apne nange, wax kiye huye shareer par sabse pehle wo Gehri Jamuni Satin Camisole pehni.
Ye ek patli si, sleeveless slip thi jo mere shareer se paani ki tarah chipak gayi. Iska gala deep tha aur mere nipples satin ke neeche se ubhar rahe the.
Neeche… maine Kuch Nahi pehna tha. Na Panty. Na kuch aur.
Bas wo ‘Dil’ wala shape aur ‘Tattoo’ meri nangi skin par chamak rahe the.
Rang tha Dark Purple.
Kapda bahut soft aur phisalna tha.
Sabse khaas baat ye thi ki maine iske neeche Kuch Nahi pehna tha.
Na Bra. Na Panty.
Meri wax ki hui, tattoo wali, nangi chamdi seedha satin ke kapde ko chu rahi thi.
Jab main chalti thi, toh wo satin ka kapda mere Nipples aur meri Nangi Yoni se ragad khata tha, jo mujhe har kadam par yaad dilata tha ki aaj raat kya hone wala hai.
Lekin… taaki Raju ko shakk na ho aur main ‘Adarsh Bahu’ lagun… maine is sexy camisole ke upar apna purana, dhila-dhaala Cotton Night-Suit (Pajama aur button wala Kurta) pehen liya.
Bahar se main ekdam simple, gharelu aurat lag rahi thi. Par andar… main ‘Barood’ thi.
Main hall mein aayi.
Suresh Babuji jab bahar se aaye the unhone kuch botle layi thi, wo kamare se bhar aye, to Unke haath mein ek Kaanch ki Bottle thi.
Usme ek Gulaabi-Laal Rang ka Gaadha Sharbat bhara tha.
Ye sheher ke us purane ‘Hakeem’ ki dukan ka mashhoor “Shahi Gulab-Kesar Sharbat” tha. Ye mushkil se milta tha, aur swaad mein amrit tha.
Bachpan se Raju ka ye favourite tha. Jab bhi Suresh ji tour se aate the, ye zaroor late the aur Raju ise paagalon ki tarah peeta tha.
Raju ne bottle dekhi. Uski aankhein chamak uthin. Uski jeebh par purana swaad aa gaya.
“Papa! Aap Sharbat laye?” Raju khushi se aage badha, purane gile-shikwe bhool kar. “Mujhe laga dukaan band ho gayi hogi. Lao, main gilaas lata hoon.”
Suresh ji ne bottle piche kar li.
Unhone Raju ko ek thandi nazar se dekha.
“Ruk ja. Ye tere liye nahi hai.”
Raju ka haath hawa mein ruk gaya. “M-Matlab? Papa, ye toh humesha…”
“Wo pehle tha,” Suresh ji ne sakhti se kaha. “Ab tu ‘Bacha’ nahi raha, aur na hi ‘Khaas’ raha.
Ye Sharbat sirf Sneha ke liye hai. Isme thandak hai, taqat hai. Bahu ka shareer garmi se tap raha tha (subah ki wajah se), use iski zaroorat hai.”
Raju ka chehra utar gaya. “Par Papa… ek gilaas…”
“Ek boond bhi nahi!” Suresh ji ne daant diya. “Bahu poori bottle piyegi. Use ‘Taru-Taaza’ rehna hai.”
Suresh ji ne khud gilaas bhara aur mujhe diya.
Maine Raju ki aankhon mein dekhte huye wo gilaas honthon se lagaya.
Gulp… Gulp…
Thanda, meetha aur khushboo-daar sharbat mere gale se neeche utra.
Raju wahi khada hokar mujhe peete huye dekh raha tha. Wo Thook nigal raha tha. Uski pyaas uske chehre par dikh rahi thi.
Maine poora gilaas khatam kiya. Fir aadha gilaas aur.
Mera pet thoda bhar gaya. Sharbat ki thandak ne mujhe andar se sukoon diya.
“Bohot tasty hai Suresh…” maine jabuzkar kaha.
Raju apmanit hokar dining table par ja baitha. Use paani se hi kaam chalana pada.
Main hall mein aayi aur dining table par baith gayi.
Table ke neeche humari paaltu billi ‘Mano’ ghoom rahi thi, kabhi idhar kabhi udhar, shayad khane ke tukde dhoond rahi thi.
Suresh Babuji pehle se baithe the, safed kurte mein.
Raju bhi baitha tha, sar jhukaye.
Shanta Maa ji rasoi se rotiyan la rahi thin.
Mera pet sharbat se full tha, isliye maine thali mein bas naam-matra ka khana liya.
Shanta Maa ji apne kamre mein thin (vrat ki wajah se), so table par hum teen hi the.
Raju ne mujhe ghoora. Use wo Sharbat na milne ka gussa tha, jo ab mere kapdon par nikal raha tha.
“Ye kya pehna hai?” Raju ne chidh kar kaha. “Khana khate waqt ye Night-Suit? Itna dhila-dhaala? Koi tameez nahi hai kya? Acha nahi lagta sabke saamne.”
Halanki ye kapde poore dhake huye the, par Raju bas bhadas nikal raha tha.
Isse pehle ki main kuch bolti, Suresh ji ne apni roti table par patak di.
Suresh ji ne niwala toda aur Raju ko ghoora.
“Chup kar Raju!” Suresh ji garje.
“Teri suii wahin atki hai? Tameez tu sikhayega?”
Suresh ji ne meri taraf dekh kar kaha:
“Bahu ne jo pehna hai sahi pehna hai. Use ‘Khula’ mehsoos karna hai. Sharbat piya hai, pet bhara hai, agar tight kapde pehnegii toh takleef hogi.
Tu apna khana kha, Bahu ke kapdon mein mat jhaank.”
Suresh ji ne ‘Jhaank’ shabd par zor diya, jaise keh rahe hon—“Jhankna hai toh andar jhaank, asli cheez wahan hai.”
Suresh ji ne meri taraf dekha aur muskura diye.
“Sahi kiya Bahu. Khana khate waqt pet aur shareer khula hona chahiye. Aur waise bhi… raat ko Aaram hi toh karna hai.”
Raju chup ho gaya. Use samajh aa gaya ki Papa kis ‘Aaram’ ki baat kar rahe hain.
Khana shuru hua.
Hum aamne-saamne baithe the.
Suresh ji mere theek saamne the.
Main khana idhar-udhar kar rahi thi (bhookh nahi thi).
Tabhi… table ke neeche halchal hui.
Maine khana shuru kiya hi tha ki mujhe table ke neeche kuch mehsoos hua.
Suresh ji ne apna Dahina Pair aage badhaya.
Unhone chappal utaar di thi.
Unka bada, garam panja meri Taang se touch hua.
Mera pajama (Night-suit wala) neeche se khula tha.
Suresh ji ne badi safayi se apna pair mere Pajame ki bottom opening ke andar daal diya.
Mera dil uchhal kar gale mein aa gaya.
Unka nanga, khurdura pair meri **Nangi Pindli ** par seedha touch ho raha tha.
Kapde ki koi rukawat nahi thi.
Slide… Rub…
Unki Aedi meri chikni waxed skin par ragad kha rahi thi.
“Mmm…” main hichki.
Mera niwala muh mein ruk gaya.
Maine aankhein utha kar Suresh ji ko dekha.
“Kya hua Bahu? Khana pasand nahi aaya?” Suresh ji ne upar se normal awaaz mein pucha.
“N-Nahi… bas pet bhara hai…” maine table ke neeche apne pair ko thoda faila diya taaki unhe jagah mile.
Wo bade aaram se daal-chawal kha rahe the, jaise kuch kar hi na rahe hon. Bas unki aankhon mein ek shaitaani chamak thi.
Unka pair upar chadha.
Ghutne tak… fir Jaangh tak.
Pajama upar uthta gaya.
Unka angutha meri Inner Thigh ki naram chamdi ko gudguda raha tha.
“Mmm…” main hichki.
“Kya hua Bahu? Mirchi lagi?” Suresh ji ne upar se pucha, jabki neeche unka pair khel raha tha.
“N-Nahi… bas… garam hai,” maine double meaning mein kaha.
Suresh ji muskuraye.
Jab wo upar pahunche… toh unhe mehsoos hua.
Wahan Panty ka elastic nahi tha.
Wahan Kaccha nahi tha.
Sirf nangi, garam aur chikni chamdi thi.
Suresh ji ki aankhon mein ek shaitaani chamak aa gayi. Wo samajh gaye.
“Bahu ne andar kuch nahi pehna hai.”
Unhone apna pair aur upar kiya.
Ab unka angutha meri Yoni ke behad kareeb tha.
Wahan ki garmi unke pair ko mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Unhone wahan halke se Dabaya.
Unka angutha meri jaangh ke andaruni hisse ko daba raha tha.
Wahan ki skin bahut sensitive thi (aaj ki waxing ke baad).
Mujhe current lag raha tha.
Maine apne pairon ko aapas mein bheenchne ki koshish ki, par unhone apna pair beech mein fasa diya.
Unka pair ab khatarnak hadd tak upar aa chuka tha.
Wo meri Yoni ke behad kareeb the.
Mujhe laga agar unhone thoda aur dhakka diya… toh wo table ke beech mein hi mujhe ‘Touch’ kar lenge.
Mujhe ek saath maza aur darr dono lag raha tha.
Mera shareer akad gaya.
Current laga mujhe!
“Aaaah!” main zor se uchhal padi. Katori aur chammach takra gaye. Clang!
Raju ne chounk kar dekha. “Kya hua?”
Sabne meri taraf dekha.
Shanta ji ghabra gayin. “Kya hua Bahu? Current laga kya?”
Raju ne table ke neeche jhankne ki koshish ki, par table cloth lamba tha.
Maine turant table ke neeche dekha aur jhootha gussa dikhaya.
“Ye Mano!”
“Maa ji, ye Mano table ke neeche ghoom rahi hai. Isne mujhe Panja maara abhi. Gudgudi kar rahi thi mere pairon mein.”
Raju ne jhuk kar table ke neeche dekha.
Wahan koi billi nahi thi.
“Billi?” Raju ne confuse hokar kaha. “Par Mano toh subah se dikhi hi nahi. Sayad bahar hai.”
Maine baat sambhali. “Hogi yahin kahin… bhaag gayi hogi.”
Suresh ji ne apni hansi chupate huye, gambhir hokar kaha:
“Hattt! Bhag yahan se!”
Unhone table ke neech pair patka, jaise billi ko bhaga rahe hon.
“Badi shaitan ho gayi hai ye billi. Raat ko aksar ‘Shikaar’ dhundhti rehti hai.”
Raju ne side mein dekha.
Billi wahan thi hi nahi.
Wo toh door fridge ke upar baithi so rahi thi.
Raju ne mujhe dekha. Mera chehra laal tha.
Fir usne Papa ko dekha. Papa bade aaram se khana kha rahe the, par unke honthon par ek kutil muskurahat thi.
Raju samajh gaya.
“Billi nahi thi… Papa ka pair tha.”
“Mere saamne… khana khate waqt… Papa meri biwi ki taango ke beech khel rahe the.”
Raju ka kaur gale mein atak gaya.
Use apni biwi ki wo ‘Uchalna’ aur wo ‘Laal Chehra’ yaad aaya.
Wo ‘Gudgudi’ Billi ki nahi, Mard ki thi.
Aur sabse badi baat… Raju ne socha—“Agar billi ka panja laga hota toh kapde ke upar se lagta… Sneha itna uchli kyu? Jaise nangi chamdi par kuch laga ho.”
Raju ka dimaag ghum gaya.
“Kya isne neeche kuch nahi pehna?”
Ye khayal aate hi Raju ka bacha-kucha ‘Ego’ bhi mar gaya.
Uski biwi… uske baap ke liye ‘Taiyar’ hokar baithi hai. Sharbat pi rahi hai, pair ragadwa rahi hai.
Raju ne apni thali sarka di.
Raju ne paani piya. Uski aankhon mein bechari thi.
“Mera pet bhar gaya,” usne rote huye swar mein kaha aur uth kar chala gaya.
Raju apne kamre mein bhaaga, apni zillat chupane.
Wo kuch bol nahi sakta tha.
Shanta ji boli, “Bahu, pair upar karke baith ja. Janwar hai, kaat legi.”
Maine Suresh ji ko dekha aur halka sa muskuraayi.
“Haan Maa ji… Janwar hi hai. Par kaat-ta nahi hai… bas Chaatta hai.”
Suresh ji ne table ke neeche mera pair wapas pakad liya aur use zor se daba diya.
Ishara saaf tha—“Taiyar rehna. Abhi pair tha… thodi der mein Jeebh hogi.”
Chapter 76: Sarakta Pajama
[Location: Sneha ka Bedroom]
Kamre ka darwaza Khataak se band ho chuka tha. Andar AC ki thandak thi, par humare shareeron mein subah se dabi hui aag ab jwalamukhi banne ko taiyar thi.
Suresh Babuji bistar ke beechon-beech, takiyon ke sahare, Raja ki tarah phail kar baithe the. Unhone apni lungi ko ghutno tak upar kar rakha tha. Unki nazrein darwaze par gadi thin, jahan main khadi thi.
Main, Sneha, dhire-dheere chalti hui bistar ke paas aayi.
Maine wo Dheela Cotton Night-Suit (Poora set: Pajama aur Kurta) pehna tha. Upar se main bilkul sadharan, sanskari bahu lag rahi thi. Par meri chaal mein, mere hips ke hilne mein wo raaz chupa tha jo aaj khulne wala tha.
Deewar ke us paar… Guest Room mein.
Raju us Barik Chhed par aankh chipkaye khada tha.
Usne dekha ki Sneha bistar ke paas gayi aur Suresh ke bagal mein, bilkul sat kar baith gayi.
Raju ne socha—“Ye aaj bhi wahi purane, dhile kapde pehen kar kyu hai? Itna saj-dhaj kar kursi mangayi thi, ab ye bori pehen li?”
Suresh ji ne mujhe dekha aur mere dheele kurte ke kapde ko pakad kar masla.
“Ye kya hai Bahu? Maine kaha tha na mujhe Khula pasand hai. Ye bori (sack) kyu pehni hai?”
Main halke se muskuraayi. Maine unke haath ko pakad kar apni Naabhi ke paas rakha (kapde ke upar se).
“Suresh…” maine nakhre se kaha. “Ye bori Raju ki aankhon ke liye thi. Usse chupa kar lana tha na Khazaana.”
Suresh ji ki bhauhein tan gayin. “Khazaana? Dikha mujhe.”
Main unke kareeb khisaki.
Maine apne Cotton Pajame ke naade ko dheela kiya.
Aur dhire se… pajama ke elastic ko pakad kar thoda neeche khiska diya.
Sirf itna ki meri Naabhi aur uske neeche ka hissa dikh sake.
Kurta main thoda upar utha chuki thi.
Jaise hi pajama neeche hua… meri gori, makhmali skin nangi ho gayi.
Aur wahan… Naabhi ke theek neeche… wo taaza khuda hua Kaala Tattoo chamak utha.
Ek Taala jiske beech mein ‘S’ likha tha.
Skin abhi bhi laal aur sooji hui thi , jo use aur bhi attractive bana rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne use dekha. Unki saansein bhaari ho gayin.
“Subah se isi ‘S’ ko dhoond raha tha main…” unhone apni ungli us Taale par pheri. “Mera Naam. Mere Vansh ki Tijori.”
“Haan…” maine unki aankhon mein dekha. “Aap hi ka hai. Hamesha ke liye.”
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Raju (chhed se dekhte huye) ne apna sar deewar par maar diya.
“Mere baap ke naam ka taala… meri biwi ki choot ke theek upar? Ye S… S matlab Suresh?”
Suresh ji ne pucha, “Aur wo… wo ‘Design’ kahan hai jo tune bataya tha?”
Maine pajame ko thoda sa aur neeche khiskaya.
Ab meri Yoni ka upari hissa dikhne laga.
Suresh ji ne dekha ki wahan Panty Nahi Hai.
Nangi skin hai.
Aur wahan… mere nange, gore, chikni Pedu par…
Kaale baalon ko trim karke ek perfect Dil ka shape banaya gaya tha.
Ek chhota sa, kaala dil… jo unke liye tha.
“Ooooohhh…” Suresh ji paagal ho gaye. Unki saansein bhaari ho gayin.
“Dil? Mere liye?”
Wo jhukne hi wale the, haath badhane wale the.
Maine turant pajama wapas upar kheench liya aur dhak diya.
“Rukiye…” maine unhe tadpaya. “Abhi poora nahi.”
“Ab poora dekhiye…” maine kaha. “Ab koi parda nahi.”
Main bistar se uthi aur unke theek saamne khadi ho gayi.
Maine dhire-dheere apne Kurte ke baaki buttons khole.
Tich… Tich…
Maine collar ko side mein kheench kar apna kandha nanga kiya. Andar se wo Gehra Jamuni rang jhankne laga.
Maine ek jhatke mein apne kandhon ko hilaya aur wo Cotton Kurta neeche gira diya.
Swish…
Ab main upar se us Satin Camisole mein thi, par neeche abhi bhi wo dhila Pajama tha.
Suresh ji ki nazrein mere Deep Cleavage par atki thin, par unka haath mere pajame ke naade par gaya.
“Ise bhi hata…” unhone order diya.
Maine naada khola.
Pajama dheela ho gaya.
Maine use apne hips se neeche dhakela.
Wo mere pairon se phisalta hua zameen par gir gaya.
Maine usme se pair bahar nikaal liye.
Ab main unke saamne poori tarah se khadi thi.
Sirf aur sirf us Deep Purple Satin Camisole mein.
Wo kapda… Uff!
Wo resham mere gore shareer se paani ki tarah chipka hua tha.
Wo itna patla tha ki mere 36 size ke bhare huye Boobs ka poora aakaar aur mere Nipples ka khada hona saaf dikh raha tha.
Mera Cleavage itna gehra tha ki Suresh ji ki nazrein wahan doob gayin.
Neeche se… wo camisole meri Jaanghon ke aadhe hisse tak hi aata tha.
Uske neeche meri Nangi, Waxed Taangein… mera chikna Pedu… aur wo ‘Heart’ saaf dikh raha tha.
Maine Panty nahi pehni thi, isliye sab kuch ‘Open’ tha.
Deewar ke us paar, Raju ki aankhein phati reh gayin.
Usne Sneha ko hamesha nighty ya saree mein dekha tha.
Ye Satin Slip… ye nangi taangein… ye chamakta hua jism…
“Ye meri Sneha hai?” Raju ne socha. “Ye toh… Ye toh kisi high-society ki Rakhel lag rahi hai. Itni hot? Aur ye kapde… iske neeche kuch nahi hai?”
Raju ka lund (jo ab tak mara hua tha) is nazare ko dekhkar fadphadane laga.
Suresh ji ki nazrein mere poore shareer par ghum rahi thin.
Unhone mujhe kheench kar apne pairon ke beech khada kar liya.
Unka chehra mere pet ke level par tha.
Unhone mere camisole ko thoda sa aur upar uthaya taaki wo Taala unki aankhon ke theek saamne aa jaye.
“Yaad hai na subah kya baat hui thi?” Suresh ji ne meri nangi kamar par haath pherte huye pucha. Unki ungliyan us tattoo par thahar gayin.
Maine unke baalon mein haath daala aur unka sar apni taraf dabaya.
“Sab yaad hai Suresh…” maine fusfusaya. “Chaabi (Penetration) mana hai… par Taala toh yahin hai.”
Maine apni jaanghon ko thoda sa aur khola, taaki unhe wo ‘Dil’ saaf dikhe.
“Aur ye sookha hua hai Suresh. Ise Gila karna hai. Ise Pighlaana hai.”
Suresh ji ne apni Lungi ki taraf ishara kiya, jahan unka vishal Auzaar tambu banaye khada tha.
“Mera ‘Samaan’ toh taiyar hai… par aaj baari meri Jeebh ki hai.”
Maine unke honton par ungli pheri.
“Toh intezaar kiska hai? Shuru kijiye.
Is Taale ko, aur uske neeche chupe us Dil ko… itna chaatiye ki ye aapke naam se dhadakne lage.”
Suresh ji ne mujhe dhakka dekar bistar par lita diya.
“Aaj main is Dil ko kha jaunga…”
Raju ne dekha ki Suresh ji Sneha ke pairon ke beech jhuk rahe hain.
Chapter 77: Gulabi Gufa
Kamre mein AC ki thandak thi, par humare shareeron se jo Heat nikal rahi thi, usne maahaul ko kisi bhatti jaisa garam kar diya tha.
Suresh Babuji ne mujhe dhakka diya tha, par ab wo mujhe letne nahi de rahe the. Unhe ‘Nazara’ chahiye tha. Poora aur saaf.
Unhone mujhe kheench kar Bistar ke Kinare par bitha diya.
Main kinare par thi, mere pair zameen par latak rahe the.
Suresh ji mere saamne, zameen par apne ghutno ke bal baith gaye.
Ab mera sabse ‘Khaas Hissa’… unke chehre ke theek saamne, bilkul Eye-Level par tha.
“Khol…” Suresh ji ne bhaari awaaz mein hukm diya. “Apni in gori taango ko faila de. Mujhe mere ‘Ghar’ ka darwaza dekhna hai.”
Maine darrte-darrte, par andar se machalte huye, apni dono taangein Chaudi kar di.
Mera Purple Satin Camisole upar chadh gaya.
Mere gore, bhare huye thighs unke saamne khul gaye.
Aur beech mein… wo nazara tha jiske liye Suresh ji tadap rahe the.
Pichli baar (Syringe wale din) unhone bas jhalak dekhi thi. Tab wahan Ghaas-Phoos thi, sab kuch dhundhla tha.
Par aaj?
Aaj wahan Roshni thi aur Safayi thi.
Suresh ji ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. Unka muh thoda khul gaya.
Unhone dekha ki meri Yoni ka wo ubhra hua hissa (Mons Pubis)… kitna Chikna aur Gora hai.
Parlour wali ne jo Bleach kiya tha, uski wajah se wahan ki kaali chamdi ab Gulabi ho gayi thi.
Aur us gulabi zameen ke theek beechon-beech…
Kaale, chhote, trim kiye huye baalon ka ek perfect Dil bana hua tha.
Ek chhota sa ‘Black Heart’ jo mere gore maas par chamak raha tha.
Suresh ji ne kaanpte haathon se us ‘Dil’ ko chua.
“Hey Bhagwan…” unki awaaz mein hawas se zyada bhavukta thi. “Ye… Ye tune kya kiya Sneha?”
Unhone apni ungli us dil ke shape par pheri.
“Tune wahan… jahan se duniya shuru hoti hai… wahan mere liye Dil banaya hai?”
“Haan Suresh…” maine upar se unke baalon mein haath daalte huye kaha. “Ye Dil sirf aapke liye dhadakta hai. Sirf aapke liye.”
Suresh ji ne aage badh kar us kaale dil par ek Gehra Kiss kiya.
Unki moochhein wahan gadin.
“Kasam se Bahu… aaj tak aisi khoobsurati nahi dekhi. Raju jaisa andha aadmi is heere ki qadar kya karega? Ise toh Pooja jaana chahiye.”
Suresh ji abhi us dil mein khoye hi the ki unki nazar thoda side mein gayi.
Maine apni taangein aur chaudi kar di thin, taaki wo Inner Thigh wala hissa dikh sake.
Wahan… meri gori, naram jaangh ke sabse upari hisse mein…
Wo taaza khuda hua Tattoo tha.
Skin abhi bhi laal thi, sooji hui thi.
Kale aksharon mein saaf likha tha:
Property of Suresh Suresh ji ne use padha. Ek baar… do baar.
Unhe apni aankhon par yakeen nahi hua.
“Property… of… Suresh…” unhone dheere se padha.
Wo hil gaye. Unhone turant upar meri aankhon mein dekha.
“Sneha… ye tune…?”
“Padhiye na…” maine nakhre se kaha. “Kya likha hai? Kiska maal hai ye?”
Suresh ji ne wapas neeche dekha. Unhone us tattoo par apni jeebh pheri.
Lick…
“Mera…” wo gurraye. “Ye Mera hai. Tune apne jism par mera naam likhwa liya? Hamesha ke liye?”
Unka seena garv se phool kar 56 inch ka ho gaya. Ek mard ke liye isse badi jeet kya hogi ki ek jawan aurat apne gupt angon par uska naam likhwa le.
“Haan… main property hoon. Aur aap Maalik.”
Suresh ji ne us tattoo ko Choosa.
“Aaj main is mohar ko pakaunga. Apni garmi se.”
Wo aur kareeb gaye.
Ab unka naak meri Katori (Vulva) ke bilkul paas tha.
Maine sham ko wo Shahi Gulab Sharbat piya tha.
Us sharbat ki khushboo, mere body ki natural ‘Musk’, aur aaj ki waxing ke baad ki wo ‘Raw’ smell…
Ye sab milkar ek aisa Nasha bana rahe the jo kisi bhi sharaab se tez tha.
Suresh ji ne aankhein band ki aur ek lambi, gehari saans li.
Snifffff…
Unhone meri ‘Slit’ ke paas naak ragadi.
“Aaaahhh…” wo madhosh ho gaye. “Bahu… tere andar se toh Gulab aur Kesar ki mehak aa rahi hai. Wo sharbat… wo sharbat tere pasine mein ghul gaya hai.”
“Aap hi ke liye piya tha…” maine apni kamar ko aage dhakela, unke chehre ki taraf. “Soonghiye… Pura soongh lijiye.”
Suresh ji ne kaha, “Is mehak ne mujhe paagal kar diya hai. Aisa lag raha hai kisi Meethe Kuye ke paas khada hoon.”
Deewar ke us paar… Raju us chhed par aankh lagaye pathar ban chuka tha.
Usne aaj tak Sneha ko wahan se Clean Shaven ya Waxed nahi dekha tha. Jab wo karta tha, wahan hamesha baal hote the.
Aaj usne dekha—ekdam Chikna, Gulabi aur Saaf.
Aur wo Dil…
Aur wo Tattoo… “Property of Suresh”?
Raju ke kaanon se dhuan nikalne laga.
“Meri biwi… apni choot par mere baap ka naam likhwa kar aayi hai?”
“Isne mere liye kabhi wax nahi karaya… aur Papa ke liye Dil banaya hai?”
Raju ne dekha ki Suresh ji apna chehra Sneha ki taango ke beech ghusa rahe hain aur zor-zor se saans le rahe hain.
Raju ko apni naak mein bhi wo imaginary khushboo aayi, aur uska dam ghutne laga.
Wo jal-bhun kar raakh ho gaya. Uski aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par uska lund… wo dardnaak tarike se khada ho raha tha.
Ye nazara uske liye Maut bhi tha aur Zindagi bhi.
Andar… Suresh ji ne ab saans lena band kiya.
Unhone apni Jeebh bahar nikali.
“Bahut soongh liya… ab mujhe ye Sharbat peena hai.”
Wo aage badhe.
Ab wo Pighlaane wala kaam shuru hone wala tha.
Chapter 78: Mungfali ka Sach
Kamre mein Suresh Babuji zameen par ghutno ke bal baithe the, aur main bistar ke kinare par, apni taangein chaudi karke, unke chehre ke saamne khuli hui thi.
Mera “Dil” aur wo “Taala” unki nazron ki garmi se tap rahe the.
Suresh ji ne meri gori jaanghon ko apne mazboot haathon se pakad kar aur faila diya.
“Ruk… pehle mujhe check karne de ki ye ‘Taala’ kitna jung khaya hua hai,” unhone serious hokar kaha. “Kahin andar se sookh toh nahi gaya?”
Unhone apne dahine haath ki sabse badi, moti Ungli ko meri Yoni ke dwar par rakha.
Wahan halka sa gilaas tha (sharbat aur excitement ki wajah se).
Suresh ji ne dhire se apni ungli andar dhakelne ki koshish ki.
Push…
Ungli thodi si andar gayi… aur fir Atak gayi.
Rasta itna tight tha ki unki moti ungli bhi mushkil se andar ja rahi thi. Meri maanspeshiyan unki ungli ko kass ke jakad rahi thin.
“Sssss…” main halka sa siskari. “Tight hai Suresh…”
Suresh ji ruk gaye. Unhone ungli ko hilane ki koshish ki, par jagah bahut kam thi.
Unhone hairani se upar meri aankhon mein dekha.
“Ye kya hai Bahu?” unhone chounk kar pucha. “Tu toh… Tu toh bilkul Band padi hai. Aisa lag raha hai jaise aaj tak kisi ne is raste ko khola hi nahi.”
Unhone ek kadwi hansi hansi aur Raju ke liye wo baat kahi jo deewar ke us paar khade Raju ko cheer gayi.
“Paanch saal…” Suresh ji ne sar hilaya. “Paanch saal us Raju ne tere saath kya kiya? Uska auzaar kya Mungfal barabar tha kya? Jo rasta ab tak itna sankara hai?”
Maine sharam aur gusse ke mix bhaav se kaha:
“Haan Suresh… Unse kabhi poora andar gaya hi nahi. Wo bas upar-upar se karke thande pad jate the. Mujhe kabhi mehsoos hi nahi hua ki main ‘Aurat’ hoon. Main aaj bhi… aaj bhi Kuwari jaisi hi hoon.”
Suresh ji ne apni ungli bahar nikali.
“Tabhi…” unhone apni moochhon par haath phera. “Tabhi Doctor ne mana kiya hai.
Agar main apni Chaabi jo Raju ki mungfali se char guna moti hai—abhi is tang raste mein daal dunga, toh tu phat jayegi Sneha. Khoon nikal aayega.”
Unhone meri ‘Katori’ ko dhyan se dekha.
“Ise Dheela karna padega. Ise Chaat-Chaat kar itna soft aur lachila banana padega ki ye mere size ko le sake.”
Unhone apni Jeebh bahar nikali.
Unki jeebh choudi, moti aur laal thi.
“Aaj raat… main is ‘Gufa’ ki khudayi apni Jeebh se karunga.”
Suresh ji ne shuruaat ki.
Unhone apna chehra aage badhaya.
Sabse pehle unhone meri Inner Thigh par, jahan wo “Property of Suresh” ka taaza tattoo tha, wahan apni gili jeebh rakhi.
Slurp…
“Aahhh…” main machal gayi.
Wahan ki skin abhi bhi sensitive thi (tattoo ki wajah se). Unki gili, khurduri jeebh ne jab us zakhmi hisse ko chaata, toh mujhe dard aur thandak dono mili.
Wo apne hi naam ko chaat rahe the.
“Mera hai…” wo har chaat ke saath gurra rahe the. “Ye chamdi meri hai.”
Fir wo thoda aur beech mein aaye.
Ab unka muh mere Pedu par bane us ‘Dil’ ke paas tha.
Wahan kaale, chhote baal the.
Suresh ji ne apni jeebh se un baalon ko Ulti Disha mein chaata.
Khurdure baal unki jeebh par lage.
“Namkeen…” unhone swaad liya.
“Is Dil ko bhi gila karna padega.”
Unhone us heart-shape par baar-baar apni jeebh mari, use poora thook se bhigo diya.
Aur fir… wo manzil par pahunche.
Unhone apne dono haathon se meri ‘Lips’ ko pakad kar Khol diya.
Andar ka gulabi, gila maas unke saamne tha.
Aur sabse upar… meri ‘Kali’ (Clitoris)… jo us ‘Sharbat’ (Aphrodisiac drink) ki wajah se Soojh kar Moti aur behad sensitive ho gayi thi. Wo fadphada rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne dekha.
“Ye hai wo button…” unhone fusfusaya. “Jise dabane se tu pighlegi.”
Bina kisi warning ke, unhone apni Choudi Jeebh ka Tip seedha meri us tanaav-grast Kali par laga diya.
Lick… Flick…
"SURESHHHH!"
Main bistar par uchhal padi.
Current! 440 Volt ka current laga mujhe.
Wo sharbat apna kaam kar raha tha. Meri nerves itni sensitive thin ki unki jeebh ka ek sparsh bhi mujhe paagal karne ke liye kaafi tha.
Suresh ji ne mujhe kamar se pakad liya taaki main bhaag na sakun.
“Bhaag mat… abhi toh shuru kiya hai.”
Unhone apni jeebh ko tezi se chalana shuru kiya.
Lap-Lap-Lap-Lap…
Wo meri Kali ko Thapad maar rahe the apni jeebh se.
Kabhi gol ghumate, kabhi upar-neeche karte.
“Aaaahhh… Mmmhh… Maar dala… Ufff…”
Main hawa mein pair chala rahi thi. Maine unke baalon ko mutthi mein pakad kar kheench liya.
Mera shareer aag ki tarah tap raha tha.
Unka muh mere pairon ke beech chipka hua tha, aur wo mere andar ke Ras ko kheench rahe the.
Deewar ke us paar… Raju chhed par aankh lagaye, zameen par ghutno ke bal baitha tha.
Uska shareer kaanp raha tha.
Usne dekha ki uski biwi kaise tadap rahi hai—par ye dard nahi, ye Charam Sukh tha.
Usne dekha ki uska Baap… uski biwi ki taango ke beech apna chehra gadaye huye hai, jaise koi janwar paani pee raha ho.
Raju ko apni Mungfali yaad aaya.
Usne yaad kiya ki kaise wo hamesha jaldi mein rehta tha, kabhi Sneha ko khush nahi kar paya. Kabhi usne Sneha ki wo ‘Cheekh’ nahi suni jo aaj sun raha tha.
Raju ne apni pant mein haath daala.
Uska lund khada tha… par uski aatma mar chuki thi.
Wo rote huye… apni biwi ko chusta dekh kar… dheere-dheere hilane laga.
Ye uski zindagi ka sabse bada Apmaan tha, aur sabse bada Nasha bhi.
Andar… Suresh ji ne ab apni jeebh ko meri Gufa ke andar daalne ki koshish ki.
“Khul ja…” wo mere andar bol rahe the. “Khul ja Sim-Sim…”
Mera shareer pighal raha tha. Taala… ab waakai mein Pighal raha tha.
Chapter 79: G-Spot ka Khazaana
Kamre mein ab sirf gili awaazein gunj rahi thin. Slurp… Slop… Chup-Chup…
Suresh Babuji ka chehra meri taango ke beech poori tarah dhasa hua tha. Unhone meri ‘Kali’ (Clitoris) ko chaat-chaat kar itna suja diya tha ki wo ab ek chote angur jitni badi mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Lekin asli khel toh ab shuru hone wala tha.
Suresh ji ne mehsus kiya ki bahar ka rasta ab kaafi gila ho chuka hai.
Unhone apne dono haathon se mere hips ko jakad liya taaki main hil na sakun.
Unhone apni Choudi, Moti Jeebh ko nukila kiya.
Aur bina kisi warning ke… unhone use meri Yoni ke Chhed mein dhakel diya.
Squishhh…
“Aaaahhhh!” main buri tarah chounk gayi.
Raju ka auzaar patla tha, wo kabhi mujhe ‘Bhara’ hua mehsoos nahi karata tha.
Par Suresh ji ki jeebh?
Wo maas ka ek Taqatwar Tukda thi.
Unhone use andar daala—gehraayi tak. Unki jeebh mere andar rengte huye rasta bana rahi thi.
Suresh ji ne andar jakar apni jeebh ko Upar ki Taraf moda.
Unki jeebh ka tip mere andar ki upari deewar par ek khurdure hisse se takraya.
Wo G-Spot tha.
Wo jagah jise Raju 5 saal mein dhoondhna toh door, jiske baare mein wo janta bhi nahi tha.
Suresh ji ne wahan apni jeebh se Dabav diya aur use Kureda.
Dig… Dig…
"Maaaaa! Sureshhhh!"
Mere muh se ek aisi cheekh nikli jo dard aur pleasure ka mix thi.
Mere poore badan mein current daud gaya. Meri reedh ki haddi akad gayi.
“Ye… Ye kya hai? Wahan mat chuuuyie… main mar jaungi!”
Mujhe laga mere andar bijli gir gayi hai.
Suresh ji samajh gaye ki unhe ‘Khazaana’ mil gaya hai.
Unhone apni jeebh ki speed badha di.
Wo andar ‘Aao-Aao’ kar rahe the.
Unki jeebh mere G-Spot ko lagatar thok rahi thi.
Fuch-Fuch-Fuch-Fuch…
Wo Shahi Sharbat jo maine piya tha, ab apna asar dikha raha tha.
Mera khoon ubal raha tha.
Meri yoni ki deewarein soojh kar moti ho gayi thin aur Suresh ji ki jeebh ko kasne lagi thin.
Mujhe lag raha tha ki mere pet ke nichle hisse mein ek Gubaara phool raha hai… jo phatne wala hai.
Main bardasht nahi kar pa rahi thi.
Maine neeche haath badhaya aur Suresh ji ke Takle Sar ko pakad liya.
Mere naakhun unki khopdi par gadh gaye.
Maine unka sar apni taango ke beech aur zor se daba diya.
“Aur andar… Phaad dijiye mujhe… Aahhh…”
Suresh ji ne ek haath se meri ‘Kali’ ko masla aur dusre se meri kamar jakdi, aur jeebh se andar Thokar maari.
Achanak… Mere andar ka baandh toot gaya.
Mujhe laga jaise main peshab karne wali hoon, par wo peshab nahi tha.
Wo ek Pressure tha jo rokne se ruk nahi raha tha.
"Sureshhhhhh! Main gayi… Hatna mat!"
Splaaaashhh!
Mere andar se, meri yoni ke ‘Urethra’ ke paas se, ek Tez Dhaar chhooti.
Ye koi boond-boond tapakne wala paani nahi tha.
Ye ek Jet Spray tha.
Paani ka ek mota fawwara mere andar se nikla aur Teen Foot Upar hawa mein uchla.
Ye bilkul saaf paani tha—jisme wahi Gulab aur Kesar ki mehak thi jo us sharbat mein thi.
Meri body ne us sharbat ko ‘Amrit’ mein badal diya tha.
Wo paani hawa mein uchla aur wapas neeche gira—seedha Suresh ji ke Chehre par.
Unhone apna muh nahi hataya.
Unhone apna muh khula rakha.
Wo poora fawwara unke chehre, unki naak, unki aankhon aur unke khule muh mein gir raha tha.
Fawware ke turant baad… jab pressure kam hua…
Toh mere andar se, jahan Suresh ji ki jeebh abhi bhi andar thi, wahan se ek Gaadha, Safed aur Chipchipa Drav (White Fluid) nikalne laga.
Ye wo ‘Female Ejaculate’ tha—hormonal aur heavy.
Suresh ji ne use mehsoos kiya.
Unhone apni jeebh se us gaadhe drav ko Lapet liya.
Slurp… Gulp…
Wo use pee gaye.
Unhone ek boond bhi bistar par girne nahi di.
Wo mere andar ke us ‘Ras’ ko, us ‘Malai’ ko aise chatkar rahe the jaise koi bhookha sher shikaar ka khoon peeta hai.
“Mmmhh… Gatak…”
Unke gale se awaazein aa rahi thin.
Main bistar par dher ho chuki thi. Mera shareer jhatke kha raha tha.
Meri taangein kaanp rahi thin.
Maine aaj tak aisa Orgasm mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Raju ke saath toh sookha-sookha rehta tha.
“Ye… Ye kya tha?” main haanfte huye badbadayi. “Itna paani?”
Deewar ke us paar… Raju ki aankhein phat kar bahar aane ko thin.
Usne chhed se dekha tha.
Usne dekha ki Sneha ki taango ke beech se paani ka Fawwara nikla.
Wo hairaan tha.
“Ye kya hai? Auratein bhi… pichkari maarti hain?” Raju ne socha.
“Maine toh socha tha sirf mard nikaalte hain. Sneha ke andar itna paani kahan se aaya?”
“Isne mere saath kabhi aisa nahi kiya. Kabhi ek boond nahi nikli iski. Aur Papa ne… Papa ne chat-chaat kar isme se nadi baha di?”
Raju ko apni ‘Biology’ ki knowledge par shakk hone laga.
Aur sabse badi baat… usne dekha ki uska Baap us ‘Gande Paani’ ko pee raha hai.
“Chee… Papa wo sab pee gaye? Peshab jaisa lag raha tha…”
Raju ko ghinn aayi, par uski jalan usse zyada badi thi.
“Wo uske har katra-katra ko pee rahe hain… aur main yahan pyasa mar raha hoon.”
Andar, Suresh ji ne aakhirkar apna muh hataya.
Wo piche hate aur seedhe baithe.
Unka chehra dekhne layak tha.
Unki dadhi, unki moochhein, unka naak aur maatha… sab kuch mere Paani aur Safed Drav se bheega hua tha.
Unka chehra chamak raha tha.
Wo haanf rahe the, par unki aankhon mein ek Vijayi Sher ki chamak thi jisne abhi-abhi apna shikaar kiya ho.
Unhone apni jeebh se apne honthon par laga hua mera ras chaata.
Lick…
“Waah…” unhone bhaari awaaz mein kaha. “Kya swaad hai Bahu.
Raju kehta tha tu ‘Sookhi’ hai.
Par aaj maine dekh liya… tu toh Samandar hai. Bas khodne wala chahiye tha.”
Unhone apna bheega hua chehra mere kareeb laya.
“Dekh… tera ye paani mere chehre par Noor ban kar chamak raha hai.
Ye hai Asli Maalik ka haq.
Tune upar fawwara maara… aur maine neeche sab rok liya.”
Maine kaanpte haathon se unka chehra chua. Mera paani unke gaalon par laga tha.
“Mujhe pata nahi tha Suresh…” maine sharam aur garv se kaha. “Mujhe pata nahi tha main aisa kar sakti hoon. Ye… Ye Squirt…”
“Tujhe pata nahi tha kyunki kisi ne tujhe ‘Jagaya’ hi nahi tha,” Suresh ji ne kaha. “Ab tu jaag gayi hai.”
Unhone mujhe apni baahon mein kheench liya.
Main unke geele chehre aur paseene wale seene se lipat gayi.
Mera shareer halka ho chuka tha. Taala pighal chuka tha.
Chapter 80: Farsh par bikhra Ras
Kamre mein abhi bhi wahi gili, nashiili hawa thi.
Maine aur Suresh Babuji ne abhi-abhi wo toofan shaant kiya tha.
Main bistar par leti thi, haanf rahi thi. Mera poora shareer dheela pad chuka tha, jaise hawa mein tair raha ho.
Lekin jab maine neeche dekha… toh farsh par nazara kuch aur hi tha.
Mere us Teen Foot ke Fawware ne bistar ke kinare aur neeche farsh par ek bada sa Gila Dhabba (Puddle) bana diya tha.
Wo saaf paani jaisa tha, par usme mere shareer ki garmi, wo Sharbat ki mehak, aur Suresh ji ki Laar mili hui thi.
Wo ek bada sa, chipchipa taalab ban gaya tha.
“Suresh…” maine naak sikodte huye kaha. “Ye… Ye toh bahut gila ho gaya. Pair phisal jayega. Ise saaf karna padega.”
Suresh ji abhi bhi mere bagal mein lete the, unka chehra mere paani se bheega hua tha.
“Haan… Shanta ko bulaun kya?” unhone pucha.
Maine turant mana kar diya.
“Nahi! Maa ji so rahi hongi. Aur unhe ye ‘Mehak’ aayi toh wo kya sochengi ki hum kya kar rahe the? Unhe lagna chahiye ki hum bas so rahe hain.”
Mere dimaag mein ek shaitaani khayal aaya. Mujhe Raju yaad aaya—wo aadmi jisne mere bache ko maara tha, jo ab bagal wale kamre mein araam se soya hoga.
Mujhe use Zaleel karne ka mann kiya.
“Suresh…” maine unke kaan mein fusfusaya. “Kyu na Raju se saaf karwayein?”
Suresh ji hase. “Raju se? Wo karega?”
“Karna padega,” maine ek kutil muskurahat di. “Wo humare bache ka kaatil hai Suresh. Aaj use humari khushi ki ‘gandagi’ saaf karne dijiye. Use apni aukat pata chalni chahiye ki wo is ghar mein bas ek Naukar hai.”
Suresh ji ki aankhon mein chamak aa gayi.
“Badi khatarnak hoti ja rahi hai tu Bahu… Par idea zabardast hai. Us ‘Namard’ ke haath isi layak hain.”
Suresh ji uthe. Unhone apni lungi theek ki (jo abhi bhi gili thi).
Wo seedha Guest Room ki taraf gaye.
Dhadam!
Unhone Guest Room ka darwaza laat maar kar khola.
Andar Raju zameen par pada tha—andhere mein, rota hua. Wo abhi-abhi chhed se hat kar neeche gira tha.
Suresh ji ko dekhte hi wo hadbada kar uth baitha, aansu ponchte huye.
“P-Papa?”
Suresh ji ne use ghoora.
“Uth saale! So raha hai ya mar gaya?”
“J-Jaag raha hoon…” Raju haklaya.
“Chal mere kamre mein,” Suresh ji ne hukm diya. “Bahu ki tabiyat theek nahi hai. Use Ulti jaisa lag raha tha, ghabrahat ho rahi thi. Maine jaldi mein paani pilaya toh jug haath se chhoot gaya.
Poora paani farsh par fail gaya hai.”
Suresh ji ne thoda ruk kar kaha:
“Bahu gir sakti hai. Chal, Pocha laga.”
Raju ka dimaag ghum gaya.
“Paani? Jug gira?”
Raju ne toh abhi apni aankhon se dekha tha ki wo ‘Paani’ kahan se nikla tha. Wo jug se nahi, Sneha ki Yoni se fawware ki tarah nikla tha.
Raju ko ghinn aayi, par darr bhi laga.
“M-Maa ko bula deta hoon…” Raju ne bachne ki koshish ki.
“Chup!” Suresh ji ne use thappad dikhaya. “Maa so rahi hai. Itni si baat ke liye use jagayega?
Tu naukar hai na? Chal chupchap. Aur khabardaar agar Bahu ko disturb kiya toh. Wo so rahi hai.”
Raju beman se, darrte huye Suresh ji ke piche-piche bedroom mein aaya.
Jaise hi wo kamre mein ghusa…
Use wo Mehak aayi.
Wo paani ki gandh nahi thi.
Wo Kacchi, Namkeen, Gulab aur Sex ki mili-juli, bhaari gandh thi—wahi gandh jo use chhed se soonghne ko nahi mili thi, aaj wo uske naak mein bhar gayi.
Kamre ki hawa mein itni ‘Heat’ thi ki Raju ka dam ghutne laga.
Usne dekha—Sneha bistar par, kambal odhe leti thi. Uska chehra daka hua tha (taaki wo hansi chupa sake), par uski khuli hui baal takiye par bikhre the.
Sneha ko laga Raju ko bas paani dikh raha hai.
Par Raju… Raju janta tha ki ye kya hai.
Farsh par… Bistar ke theek neeche…
Wo Bada sa Gila Dhabba tha.
Wo halka Safed aur Chipchipa liquid tha.
Raju ko turant wo scene yaad aa gaya jab Sneha ne Squirt kiya tha.
“Ye… Ye wahi hai…” Raju ne man hi man ulti ki. “Meri biwi ka ras… aur Papa ka thook…”
Raju idhar-udhar dekhne laga.
“Papa… kapda kahan hai? Main rasoi se le aata hoon…”
“Wahi ruk!” Suresh ji ne darwaza band karke kundi laga di thi.
“Bahar jayega toh khat-pat hogi. Bahu ki neend khulegi.”
Suresh ji ne Raju ko upar se neeche tak dekha.
Raju ne ek purani Sando Baniyan aur pajama pehen rakha tha.
“Tu ye Baniyan utaar,” Suresh ji ne thande dimaag se kaha.
“Kya?” Raju ne apni chhati par haath rakha.
“Haan!” Suresh ji ne aankhein dikhayi. “Tera ye maila baniyan waise bhi dhulne wala hai. Isi se pocha laga de. Kapda dhoondhne ka time nahi hai.”
Ye apmaan ki hadd thi.
Apne hi kapde se… apni biwi ke sex ke nishaan saaf karna?
Par Raju ke paas na bolne ki taqat nahi thi. Papa ka gussa wo janta tha.
Raju ne kaanpte haathon se apni baniyan utaari.
Ab wo upar se nanga tha. Uska patla, kamzor shareer Suresh ji ke bhaari shareer ke saamne kisi bache jaisa lag raha tha.
“Jhuk,” Suresh ji ne ishara kiya. “Aur acche se saaf kar. Ek boond nahi rehni chahiye. Soongh kar dekh lena ki saaf hua ya nahi.”
Raju ghutno ke bal baitha.
Wo us gile dhabbe ke paas jhuka.
Gandh aur tez ho gayi. Gulab aur Sharbat ki wo mehak use paagal kar rahi thi.
Usne apni baniyan us gile farsh par rakhi.
Slosh…
Baniyan ne us liquid ko sookh liya.
Raju ko apne haathon mein wo Gilaas aur Garmi mehsoos hui.
Ye uski biwi ke andar ka paani tha… jo aaj uske haathon mein lag raha tha.
Raju ragad-ragad kar saaf karne laga.
Uski aankhon se aansu tapak kar us gile farsh par gir rahe the.
Use laga wo apni izzat ka janaza nikaal raha hai.
Bistar par leti Sneha ne kambal ka kona thoda sa uthaya.
Usne ek aankh se neeche jhanka.
Use laga Raju bas ek ‘Ganda Farsh’ saaf kar raha hai.
Usne dekha ki uska pati… Raju… nanga hokar, ghutno ke bal baith kar, uske aur Suresh ke ‘Karnamo’ ko saaf kar raha hai.
Suresh ji uske sar par khade hokar muskura rahe hain.
Sneha ko Raju ke liye koi daya nahi aayi.
Use Maza aaya.
“Saaf kar Raju…” Sneha ne man hi man kaha. “Tune mere bache ko mitti mein milaya tha… aaj main tujhe apni ‘Gandagi’ saaf karwa rahi hoon. Yahi teri saza hai.”
Use khabar bhi nahi thi ki Raju har ek ragad ke saath kitna toot raha hai kyunki wo janta hai ki ye ‘Paani’ kahan se aaya hai.
Raju ne poora farsh saaf kar diya.
Uski baniyan ab poori tarah se us chipchipe drav se bheegi hui aur bhaari ho gayi thi.
Usne use uthaya. Usme se tapak raha tha.
“Ho gaya Papa…” Raju ne rone jaisi awaaz mein kaha.
“Shabash,” Suresh ji ne kaha. “Ab ja. Ise le ja aur apne kamre mein rakhna. Dhona mat abhi, subah dhulwana. Ab nikal.”
Raju, apni gili, badbudaar baniyan ko haath mein latkaye, sar jhuka kar kamre se nikal gaya.
Jaise hi wo bahar nikla… Suresh ji ne kundi lagayi.
Sneha kambal phenk kar uth baithi.
Wo aur Suresh ji… dono ek-doosre ko dekh kar Zor se Hase.
Ek shaitaani, vijayi hansi.
“Dekha?” Sneha ne kaha. “Kaisa bhigi billi bana ghoom raha tha. Use lag raha tha paani gira hai… use kya pata humne kya ‘Giraaya’ hai.”
Suresh ji hase (wo jante the ki Raju ko shak ho sakta hai, par Sneha ki khushi ke liye chup rahe).
“Haan… bechara. Aaj use pata chala hoga ki ‘Sharbat’ ka asli swaad kya hota hai.”
Unhone Sneha ko wapas apni baahon mein kheench liya.
“Farsh saaf ho gaya Bahu… par mera mann abhi bhi Ganda hai.
Aa… thoda aur maila karte hain.”
Aur us raat… us band kamre mein… Raju ki zillat ke baad, unka romance aur bhi gehra aur jungli ho gaya.
Chapter 81: Gili Baniyan ka Bojh
[This chpater will focus on rajus pov]
Khataak.
Mere piche darwaza band hua aur kundi lag gayi.
Wo awaaz mere kaanon mein kisi bandook ki goli ki tarah lagi.
Main corridor ke andhere mein khada tha. Mere haath mein meri apni Safed Sando Baniyan thi, jo ab safed nahi rahi thi. Wo bhaari thi, gili thi, aur usme se tapak raha tha.
Maine apni mutthi bheech li.
Gilaas… Chipchipahat…
Ye paani nahi tha. Main janta tha.
Meri ungliyan us drav mein sani hui thin jo abhi kuch der pehle meri biwi ke shareer ke andar tha… aur mere baap ke shareer se nikla tha.
Main wahan se bhaaga nahi. Mere pairon mein jaan hi nahi bachi thi. Main ladkhadata hua apne Guest Room mein ghusa aur darwaze se tek laga kar khada ho gaya.
Kamre mein aate hi maine sabse pehle us baniyan ko apni naak ke paas laya.
Kyu? Pata nahi. Shayad khud ko aur zaleel karne ke liye. Shayad ye confirm karne ke liye ki main paagal nahi hoon.
Sniff…
“Uggghhh…”
Mera pura shareer kaanp utha.
Wo gandh…
Wo Gulab ke Sharbat ki meethi khushboo… jo ab Kacchi Havas ki teekhi baas ke saath mil gayi thi.
Usme Sneha ki wo natural ‘Musk’ thi, aur Papa ke Thook aur Virya ki wo characteristic smell thi.
Maine aankhein band kar li.
Mere dimaag ne cheekh kar kaha—“Ye ulti nahi hai Raju! Ye paani nahi hai! Ye teri biwi ka Ras hai. Wo ras jo tune 5 saal mein kabhi nahi nikaal paya. Aur aaj Papa ne… Papa ne apni jeebh se khod-khod kar nadiyaan baha di.”
Mujhe yaad aaya wo chhed se dekha hua nazara.
Wo teen foot uncha fawwara.
“Auratein itna paani chhodti hain?” main hairan tha. “Sneha toh mere saath hamesha sookhi rehti thi. Kehti thi dard hota hai. Aur aaj? Aaj wo Papa ke muh par… unke chehre par… aise beh rahi thi jaise baadh aa gayi ho.”
Maine us baniyan ko zameen par patak diya.
Par mere haath abhi bhi gile the.
Maine apne haathon ko dekha.
Inhi haathon se maine us farsh ko ragada tha.
Papa khade the… nange… towel mein… unke chehre par wo vijayi muskurahat thi.
Aur main? Main unke pairon mein ghutno ke bal baitha tha.
“Main Pati hoon ya Bhangi?” maine khud se pucha.
“Unhone maze kiye… bistar ganda kiya… aur saaf karne kisko bulaya? Mujhe.”
Mujhe Sneha ka chehra yaad aaya.
Wo kambal ke neeche chupi hui thi.
Mujhe laga tha wo so rahi hai ya bimar hai. Par ab dimaag ki batti jali.
“Wo so nahi rahi thi… Wo dekh rahi thi. Wo mujhe dekh kar Hans rahi thi. Use maza aa raha tha ki uska ‘Namard’ pati uski ‘Gandagi’ saaf kar raha hai.”
Ye khayal mujhe cheer gaya. Sneha… meri Sneha… ab mujhse nafrat nahi karti, wo mujhe Keeda samajhti hai.
Maine bathroom mein jakar haath dhone ki koshish ki.
Maine sabun ragada. Ek baar… do baar.
Par wo chipchipa-pan… wo mehak… wo ja hi nahi rahi thi.
Aisa lag raha tha ki wo drav meri chamdi ke andar ghus gaya hai.
Maine aaine mein apna chehra dekha.
Ek haara hua, toota hua aadmi.
Meri aankhein laal thin.
“Tune hi kiya ye Raju,” meri parchhai ne mujhse kaha. “Tune hi wo zehrila laddoo khilaya tha. Tune socha tha wo tere paas aayegi. Par dekh… wo kahan gayi. Tune use hamesha ke liye Papa ki god mein dhakel diya.”
Mera plan backfire ho gaya tha.
Mera bacha mara… aur badle mein mujhe kya mila?
Ye gili baniyan. Aur ye zillat.
Main wapas kamre mein aaya.
Meri nazar us Baniyan par gayi jo farsh par padi thi.
Mujhe ghinn aani chahiye thi. Mujhe use jala dena chahiye tha.
Lekin…
Mera shareer ek ajeeb si disha mein ja raha tha.
Mera lund… jo poora din mara hua tha… wo ab is zillat ko mehsoos karke Khada ho raha tha.
Ye ‘Normal Sex’ se nahi khada hota tha. Ye Dard se khada hota tha.
Maine darrte-darrte wo baniyan wapas uthayi.
Wo abhi bhi gili thi. Thandi ho gayi thi.
Maine use apne chehre par, apni naak par zor se dabaya.
Maine us ‘Gande Paani’ ko soongha.
“Meri biwi ka paani…” maine sisakte huye kaha. “Bhale hi Papa ne nikala ho… par hai toh Sneha ka.”
Main wahin zameen par let gaya, us gandi baniyan ko gale lagakar.
Deewar ke us paar se abhi bhi halki-halki awaazein aa rahi thin—shayad ab wo so rahe the, ya shayad…
Mujhe nahi pata tha.
Maine apni pant mein haath daala aur apne dardnaak erection ko masalne laga.
Aansu beh rahe the, aur haath chal raha tha.
“Main yahi hoon ab…” maine sweekar kar liya. “Main Maalik nahi… Main Bas ek Gwah hoon. Aur ek Safayi-karmi.”
Aaj raat Raju mar gaya tha.
Aur uski jagah ek Cuckold paida ho gaya tha, jo apni hi biwi ki ‘Gandagi’ mein sukoon dhoondh raha tha.
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